Chapter 1065 Welcome Your Seventh Consecutive Victory!

"Let's start." Zhao Qi shouted in a deep voice, his face began to become gloomy. Even though this decision might be a bit rash, he had to save Zhao Dian's face and honor, so he couldn't be careless. Even if he lost the game in the end, he would never let Zhao Dian lose face.

The shout completely set off the battle. Countless disciples of Zhao Dian stared at the battle in front of them with wide eyes. It was destined to be another battle that would go down in history. Before, Lin Feng and Ghost Young Master fought with fists and vitality, but now Lin Feng and Zhao Qi, it was a battle of souls.

Two different fighting methods, but they were recorded in history because of the same person, and this person was naturally Lin Feng.

Zhao Qi used both hands to pull the soul image that was thousands of feet high above his head. The image took clumsy steps and rushed straight towards Lin Feng. There was no Taoism, only terrifying and unspeakable energy, soul collision!

Zhao Qi used soul collision right from the start. Such a vicious move, not to mention that ordinary people dare not use it, even the big guys at the level of God Ancestor dare not use it. If the soul collision is not careful, the consequence is that the soul will be scattered. However, Zhao Qi is not afraid at this moment. I don’t know whether he is angry or confident.

But such an attack will undoubtedly increase a lot of confidence for the disciples of Zhao Dian, and will also save the face and honor of Zhao Dian, and will not be ruined by Zhao Yunxiao alone.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhao Qi, hit him to death."

"No one who dares to challenge our Zhao Dian will have a good end."

"This man is dead, and he is worthy of being an enemy of my Senior Brother Zhao Qi? He is simply looking for death!"

At this moment, I don’t know how many voices roared out, all of them were the disciples of Zhao Dian around, cheering for Zhao Qi. At this moment, there was no dullness and tension before, but a proud look, as if Zhao Qi had won the entire game.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless. Even the angry shouts and mockery and humiliation of these disciples were meaningless in Lin Feng's eyes. After all, scolding can't kill people, especially for someone like Lin Feng who has no flaws in his state of mind, such insults are meaningless and ridiculous.

The best explanation is the counterattack. Zhao Qi used the soul collision to gamble and see if he really dared to risk his life. As long as he retreated or had some scruples, Zhao Qi would win the game.

But Zhao Qi underestimated himself too much. Lin Feng smiled coldly. He had used soul collision before. It was not a scary trick, because Lin Feng had no fear or tension for this trick.

"Soul collision? Then I'll play with you." Lin Feng laughed teasingly, then waved his hands, and the Buddha and Demon souls in the sky moved instantly, without any clumsiness and extremely light, and soon appeared on Zhao Qi's soul body, with the power of gluttony and the might of tigers and wolves, instantly covering it.

Lin Feng was not afraid, never afraid of soul collision, even if it was the risk of soul scattering, but he was not afraid. Such a firm determination made Zhao Qi's heart tremble, and then he gritted his teeth and pushed the soul body hard to hit it.

Now it's hard to get off the tiger, so just do it, then hit it completely, you can't let the disciples around you disappoint, that would be more passive for Zhao Dian.

Rumble...

The terrifying collision sound was like the dull sound of two thunders hitting each other, and the momentum was even more terrifying. Looking up at the sky, apart from the ghostly night, there were only two groups of souls of different colors colliding with each other, and then they quickly separated after the collision. Whether it was the Buddha and Demon souls or Zhao Qi's souls, they were all repelled.

The two soul bodies with fake light retreated to their original positions, staring at each other fiercely from afar. The second wave of attack was obviously about to begin.

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly waved his left hand, increasing the flow of vitality and the power of creation on the soul body. After the energy penetrated into the soul body, Lin Feng clearly felt that the soul body was many times stronger.

If it was this collision, then Zhao Qi would be defeated, and his soul might even be shattered.

The extremely terrifying momentum was also discovered by Zhao Qi, but Zhao Qi was surprisingly calm and did not show much shock, which made Lin Feng a little confused. However, when he was about to understand, Lin Feng knew why Zhao Qi was so quiet and calm.

Because Zhao Qi also had hidden energy. Lin Feng had a trump card, and he also had a trump card, and this trump card was not small, which could fully support Zhao Qi's next battle, so that he could compete with Lin Feng without falling.

Zhao Qi's soul body began to change, or rather, changed its form. From the original human figure, it suddenly turned into a soul body similar to a demon beast. The huge head occupied four-fifths of the whole body, and the huge mouth opened to swallow ten moons.

A terrifying murderous intent spread to the entire arena. In the dark night, the moon seemed to be swallowed by half by this soul body, and everything around seemed dark.

"Qilin skull burial!" Zhao Qi roared angrily, and the deafening sound was heard by people thousands of miles around, and it was heard clearly. The soul body he derived had turned into a huge Qilin head. The Qilin opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp fangs seemed to pierce Lin Feng's neck.

The momentum suddenly became tense. Lin Feng's face changed drastically when he saw this moment. He had never seen a soul attack like this. The human soul turned into a Qilin head? Could it be that Zhao Qi was not a person, but a Qilin?

If not, how to explain the transformation of soul bodies?

Lin Feng was indeed a little overwhelmed in a trance, but soon he calmed down again. No matter what happens, there is a solution. Everything has its solution. This is cause and effect.

So Lin Feng calmed down and thought about the countermeasures to deal with this move. Even if the opponent wanted to defeat his soul with a thunderous force, he could not be anxious, because the more anxious you are, the harder it is to come up with any good ideas.

The head of the unicorn became bigger and bigger, and finally became a giant unicorn head of more than a thousand feet, while the body of the unicorn only accounted for 10%. It would make people more nervous, but for Lin Feng, it was just a unicorn soul body, which depended on a lot of effects.

Because Lin Feng himself had taken advantage of this time to think of a good countermeasure, and a trick that would not fail.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng immediately stretched out his left hand, and the sword of Zu Ti appeared in his hand. Once the weapon of the God Emperor appeared, many disciples immediately began to worry. What is Lin Feng going to do? Could it be that Lin Feng is going to use the sword of Zu Ti to cut Zhao Qi?

"Lin Feng, I will defeat you with one strike!" Zhao Qi laughed loudly, his face full of smiles, this is a confident smile, the Kirin head on his head is enough to seriously injure Lin Feng, even if Lin Feng uses weapons, it is impossible to have the slightest impact on his Kirin head.

After all, the soul body is different from the real body. The soul body must be dealt with by the soul body, and if you want to use a long sword to hurt Zhao Qi, you must have a soul sword.

That's why he is so confident, because Lin Feng has never had a soul sword, how can he injure his Kirin head, and the Kirin head is extremely terrifying, how can Lin Feng defeat it?

This is the reason for his confidence.

Lin Feng listened to Zhao Qi's words, but didn't say anything, let alone the disciples of Zhao Dian who were roaring and waving their claws around him. Lin Feng was already holding the Zuti Sword, his eyes closed, and the power of creation on his body rolled out and gathered above the Zuti Sword.

In his heart, the old man Zu Ti began to talk to Lin Feng. No one knew what he said, but a hint of teasing appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. Suddenly, his eyes opened and he shot out two sharp eyes, as if to blind others.

Zhao Qi saw the change in Lin Feng, and his face changed again and again. He was full of confidence, but at this moment, Zhao Qi had a little more worry. He didn't know where this worry and anxiety came from, but he was sure that Lin Feng would never lose the game so obediently.

No, he couldn't stand it. If Lin Feng didn't lose, then he, Zhao Qi, would definitely lose, so Zhao Qi fought hard. Before Lin Feng could think it over, the Kirin head flew out, roaring like thunder, and then the Kirin head opened its bloody mouth and rushed to bite Lin Feng.

Momentum, suddenly frightened, and countless more shocking scenes appeared here.

The Kirin head bit Lin Feng's Buddha-demon soul body, as if it wanted to completely devour Lin Feng's soul body, and this posture clearly wanted Lin Feng to beg for mercy and admit his failure, otherwise his soul body would be in danger.

Because Zhao Qi thought so, and did so, otherwise Lin Feng would have withdrawn from the arena.

Lin Feng looked at the vigilance and domineering on Zhao Qi's face, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he raised the Zuti Sword with his left hand, and the Zuti Sword disappeared in an instant.

The next second, a heavy long sword, the Zuti Sword was in Lin Feng's hand, and the left arm of the soul body also held a fake Zuti Sword.

It was so fast that Lin Feng almost didn't give Zhao Qi any chance and time to respond. He held the long sword in his hand and chopped it out. The Zuti Sword of the soul body really appeared here.

Zhao Qi was stunned, completely stunned, but it was too late. The Kirin head was recklessly chasing and biting Lin Feng, determined to win the game.

But the result was that Zhao Qi's soul body was also completely defeated by Lin Feng!

Lin Feng, a complete victory!

Welcome to his own seventh consecutive victory!