Chapter 1473: Strange Soul Binding

"Hmph!"

The face of the Demon Cloud Saint King turned cold, and he snorted angrily. He did not immediately hand over the replica of the Emperor's Notebook in his hand.

Seeing this, Chu Tian frowned slightly and said loudly again: "Senior Saint King, Yun Kong is dead, I have won, in front of everyone, please keep your promise!"

Although he had expected the scene in front of him, he did not expect that the other party was really ready to openly cheat in front of so many people!

The Saint King, who is famous in Zhongzhou, seems to be just like this.

"Who said I'm dead!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly came out.

Chu Tian heard the sound and turned his head suddenly, and found that in the void not far away, there was a walnut-sized green Yuandan suspended, with scars on the surface!

Swish!

A familiar illusory face emerged from the green Yuandan, with eyes wide open, staring at Chu Tian hatefully, almost wanting to spit fire and burn Chu Tian to ashes on the spot.

If it's not Yunkong, then who else could it be!

Yunkong's anger at this moment was so strong that it was impossible to describe it in any language.

Chu Tian's means of strangling him just now were not very clever.

But a sudden attack of divine thoughts disrupted his resistance rhythm, which resulted in him being careless, losing a big loss, and losing his body directly!

This kind of change in means has a taste of folk remedies in the secular world to cure serious illnesses!

"Saint Yuandan, remaining soul, you are not dead!"

After seeing this scene, Chu Tian's eyes flashed and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Obviously, he was a little unexpected!

In the terrible strangulation just now, although Yunkong lost his body, he still preserved his Saint Yuandan and most of his soul completely!

Strictly speaking, Yunkong did not die!

"Boy, you two fought fiercely, and no one won!"

"According to the rules, neither of you can take this replica of the emperor's handbook away!"

The Demon Cloud Saint King glanced at the two of them and sneered.

While sneering, he clenched his palm and was about to put away the copy of the Emperor's Notebook, when suddenly a murderous cold snort came out!

"You are not dead... Don't worry, I will let you die now!"

The moment the cold snort came out, Chu Tian's face showed a strong murderous intent, his hands made lightning gestures, and the palm of his right hand flashed suddenly, and a black pocket grid appeared instantly!

Swish!

As soon as this black grid appeared, Chu Tian's palm immediately stretched forward and grabbed the blue Yuandan floating dozens of feet away!

"Stop!"

At the moment Chu Tian made a move, another loud shout rang out.

Swish!

Another palm appeared in advance and grabbed the blue Yuandan in the air, barely avoiding Chu Tian's capture!

At this moment, Hu Lihua, the second sword saint of the Eclipse Sword Palace, stood opposite, holding the blue Yuandan in his hand, staring at Chu Tian, ​​with an unconcealable anger on his face.

Yunkong was a well-known prodigy of the Eclipse Sword Palace, but now his body was broken by Chu Tian, ​​leaving only Yuandan and his soul.

Even if he was reborn in another body in the future, his talent would probably drop a lot, and his future would be basically half ruined!

"Boy, you destroyed my body. I will not be a human if I don't take revenge!"

At the same time, Yunkong's angry roar echoed over the entire square.

Swish!

Although the cyan Yuandan was grabbed by Hu Lihua, Chu Tian's hand stretched forward did not stop at all, and continued to control the black grid, rushing towards the cyan Yuandan at a high speed.

"Alas..."

After seeing this scene, everyone at the scene sighed and shook their heads secretly.

At this time, the cyan Yuandan and the remnant soul of Yunkong hidden in it were firmly controlled by the Saint Master Hu Lihua.

Even if Chu Tian used all his strength, he could not take it back!

"Ah... Don't!"

But at this moment, a scream full of fear suddenly came out from the green New Year's Day!

Shua!

The moment the scream came out, Yunkong's residual soul directly penetrated Hu Lihua's tightly clenched palm, was caught by the black grid in Chu Tian's palm, and was forcibly collected.

It's a long story, but it happened in the blink of an eye!

The whole process happened right under the eyes of the second sword saint Hu Lihua, but he was unable to make any effective stops!

"Impossible!"

After seeing this scene, many saints present suddenly stood up from their seats and exclaimed.

As for the very few saint kings, their eyes were wide open, and their surprise was beyond words.

As experienced people, they knew the powerful control ability of the saints very well!

However, the scene before their eyes broke their inherent cognition!

A mere pseudo-saint actually snatched food from a tiger's mouth and successfully took away a remnant soul from a saint. This is incredible!

"Boy, you..."

Hu Lihua was slightly stunned and stared at Chu Tian, ​​as if he had not yet fully recovered from the shock just now.

"This is the soul-binding method recorded in the quasi-immortal-level technique Tianming Shen Jue. Master once demonstrated it privately!"

At this time, Ba Lao put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Chu Tian, ​​with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

Normally, Chu Tian is just a pseudo-saint, and it is impossible for him to take the soul from the saint.

But the soul-binding method recorded in the quasi-immortal-level technique is weird and unpredictable, but it allows Chu Tian to complete an impossible task!

"Ah!!!"

After Chu Tian captured Yun Kong's residual soul, he squeezed his palm fiercely, and a shrill scream was heard instantly, and then there was no sound at all.

At this moment, all of Yun Kong's consciousness completely disappeared from this world, leaving only a messy gray energy, which was quickly collected by Chu Tian.

"Senior Saint King, give me the replica of the Emperor's Notebook!"

Chu Tian's face was as pale as paper, he was panting, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile.

Hearing this, the Demon Cloud Saint King gritted his teeth slightly, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

At this moment, as a high and mighty Saint King, he actually felt a strong sense of grievance that he was dumb and couldn't say it.

For him, although the replica of the Emperor's Notebook in his hand was not very useful, he was really unwilling to give it away for nothing.

But if he didn't give it away, he really had no place to put his old face!

"Boy, you are good, very good. I will remember you. You must remember to live well!"

After a breath, the Demon Cloud Saint King laughed grimly and threw it away.

Swish!

In an instant, the replica of the Emperor's Notes flew towards Chu Tian, ​​and was grabbed by Chu Tian and quickly put away.

At the moment when Chu Tian put away the replica, the Demon Cloud Saint King suddenly jumped up, instantly turned into a stream of light, rushed into the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Lord Saint King, I will remember you too, you must live well too!"

Chu Tian looked up at the empty sky, his face cold, and whispered in a low voice.

After a breath, he was about to turn around and walk towards Ba Lao not far away, but suddenly his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground and lost consciousness instantly.