Chapter 74 Feel the Power of God!

"Whoosh~"

In the smoke and dust, a figure wrapped in green energy suddenly burst out. After a backflip, he stood firmly on the ground.

Tang San and the others looked closely, it was Ye Zhiqiu.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu looked a little embarrassed. The originally clean Yushen robe was damaged in many places, and dust was stained on it.

Simply, he just stood there and breathed slightly, without looking injured, at least it looked like that.

This made Tang San, Ning Rongrong and the others heave a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, little brat, I really underestimate you." Zao Wou-Ki's laughter came from the smoke.

After a while, Zao Wou-Ki's burly figure came out with his Wuhun avatar, and the golden hood of Prince Fudoming's body was still dazzling, and he didn't look damaged at all.

Judging from the appearance of the two, is it Zao Wou-Ki who has the upper hand?

actually not.

In fact, in the fight just now, Ye Zhiqiu's first soul ability was half torn apart by Zao Wou-Ki, but he only walked out after repairing it with his soul power in the dust, and it looked as if there was nothing left. the way things are.

Don't think it's a simple matter to just smash Zao Wou-Ki's first spirit ability into half, Ye Zhiqiu is wearing his five spirit abilities, covering all kinds of negative states, and he can even break the enhanced version of the Vajra Palm. Then, the body of King Fu Ming was torn apart, and his clothes were only slightly damaged, which was already very bad.

After all, there is still a big gap between the two. If Ye Zhiqiu was on the same level as him, that move would go towards the peacock, and Zao Wou-Ki would be 100% finished on the spot.

"Mr. Zhao, your spirit avatar is not bad, it's harder than a turtle shell." Ye Zhiqiu adjusted his breath. The soul power of the whole body was slowly hidden, the green light that permeated the body dissipated, and the Eight Gates of Dunjia were closed by him.

His family knows his family affairs, and if the eight doors continue to open, he will likely be seriously injured. Ye Zhiqiu was still quite reluctant to open the six doors, not to mention that he pushed the six doors to the extreme, and tried his best to hit the Jingmen skill - towards the peacock. Ye Zhiqiu's body now has some minor internal injuries.

From this battle, Ye Zhiqiu knew that he could barely open the six doors without injury, but he couldn't push it to the extreme, otherwise he would still be injured.

This is probably a small gain.

Zao Wou-Ki saw the strange emerald green light from Ye Zhiqiu's body dissipate, and his aura suddenly dropped a lot. I couldn't help grinning, hehe, can't the little brat hold back? This ability to make oneself soaring strength will definitely not last long, and there will be negative effects.

And you, you have been directly upgraded from Soul Sovereign to being able to fight with Soul Saint, so the negative effect of such a sky-defying ability must be stronger, right? Some internal injuries are inevitable, right?

Now that the state of improving his strength is gone, and he is injured, how can he fight me? Zao Wou-Ki was secretly proud of himself, and he was relieved. This face, he still kept it.

Zao Wou-Ki didn't care about Ye Zhiqiu's comparison of himself with the turtle, only the weak would speak up, and this was Ye Zhiqiu's exhaustion.

"How is it? Do you want to continue?" Zao Wou-Ki said with a light expression on his face as he put his hands around his chest.

"Of course we have to continue." Ye Zhiqiu replied without hesitation.

"Wait. A stick of incense has already passed, Aqiu, there is no need to fight." Tang San reminded loudly, Ye Zhiqiu looked like he was indeed exhausted, Tang San thought he couldn't hold back his face, and then Unwilling to admit defeat.

Dai Mubai also nodded and said, "This battle is meaningless. You have already proved your strength to everyone. Wasn't the original goal of passing the test? Now that you have passed, stop it."

Ning Rongrong Xiaowu also wanted to speak out to dissuade them, but Ye Zhiqiu waved at them first, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and I'm not trying to be brave. It's just that I met a somewhat exciting opponent. It's just a little itchy."

When the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji, "Mr. Zhao, go ahead. Next, I will use 70% of my strength to let you feel the power of God!" Ye Zhiqiu said this sentence , with a serious look on his face.

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a while, but he almost laughed out loud, you little brat, are you bragging about it? Seventy percent, still feel the power of God? I feel your hama batch!

A three-ringed soul master said that he wanted to let himself a seven-ringed soul saint feel the power from God.

"Come on, I want to feel good"

Zao Wou-Ki looked like he was working hard while holding back his laughter.

Even Tang San and the others in the distance had expressions of speechlessness on their faces.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled faintly, with a look of indifference. Laugh now, and cry later.

Just when the two wanted to continue their work, suddenly many people came from all directions. The black ten thousand year spirit rings on their bodies are all conspicuous, and this group of people are at least spirit kings above level 50.

The fastest person flew over from the air. From the direction from which he came, it could be seen that he was in Soto City before. This person had three black ten thousand year spirit rings coiled around him, and the other spirit rings were also yellow, yellow and purple. The top match, at least for ordinary soul masters.

He was wearing a gray-black suit like a tuxedo, short hair, and a pair of glasses. His complexion was somewhat vicissitudes. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a blue-black owl martial soul phantom behind him.

"God damn it, Zao Wou-Ki, your special mother's salary for one year is gone." The middle-aged man in his forties had not arrived yet, but his heart-piercing voice had come from far away.

Zao Wou-Ki shivered on the spot, glanced at the sky in the distance, and after seeing who was coming, he couldn't help but cursed inwardly, "Well, you are a F. Tie Rooster Lan. Since he came to Shrek Academy to be a teacher, has I received a salary of one copper soul coin?

Which three meals a day is not clear porridge with pickles? Talk about salary.

Wouldn't it just break a few broken floors and a few broken wooden houses? It's just like killing a pig, who are you scaring?

"Susanoo!"

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly shouted loudly, and the hexagonal windmill in his eyes turned wildly.

He can't wait any longer, waiting, when these college teachers arrive, there is no chance to take action.

He wants to rekindle the battle before these academy teachers arrive, and have a decisive victory with Zao Wou-Ki.

This battle has continued to this day, and Ye Zhiqiu is also holding back his anger. He has never had the habit of admitting defeat, never before, and never will.

As Ye Zhiqiu's voice fell, purple objects resembling bones emerged from the void behind him, neatly arranged like a human sternum. On each bone, the purple soul power was beating and burning like a flame, looking both strange and full of a strange beauty.

"click~k~"

One after another, the bones condensed out of the void and arranged automatically. Soon, they formed a half-human-shaped phantom more than ten meters high.

A purple head with black flames beating in the eye socket appeared at the top of the skeleton, and the bones seemed to come alive. The purple flame soul power beating on the bones turned into substances that seemed to be meridians in the blink of an eye. Covered on top of the skeleton, it seems that the bones have grown flesh and blood out of thin air. After the black flame in its eyes trembled for a while, a wave of destruction spread out from the purple figure that was more than ten meters high.

Susanoo almost three stages, open!

At this moment, everyone's eyes focused, full of shock.

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