The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 181 Defensive magic weapon
"Senior Brother Feng, Chen...Senior Brother Chen, he was crippled, and was crippled by that Maoshan inner disciple!"

The male spiritualist yelled in horror.

"Bastard, how dare you hit my Bailingmen disciples so hard, it's unforgivable!"

Hearing this, Feng Anran cursed angrily, showing an angry look.

However, he didn't care about Chen Lingshi's life or death at all, but Lin Yu's impact on him was too shocking.

But then he thought, since the other party is a genius of the Five Elements Spirit Body, he must have a rich family background, maybe he has a valuable psionic treasure on him, and he just took advantage of Chen Lingshi's injury.

As for Lin Yu's ability to kill Chen Lingshi instantly with one punch, he thought it was an accident, and Chen Lingshi was caught off guard under paralysis.

If he knew in advance that the other party was a genius of the five elements spirit body, Chen Lingshi would definitely not be caught by Lin Yu in seconds.

So Feng Anran said: "Hand over the spirit-sealing talisman on you, and compensate us with a psionic artifact worth no less than the eighth rank, we can consider not destroying your soul fire pool, otherwise, you will not only be killed If you destroy the soul fire pool, your soul will be drawn out and sent to Bailingmen to be punished!"

Feng Anran's strength has reached the peak of the eighth level of soul refining period. He thinks that with his 89 soul fire powers, it should be more than enough to deal with Lin Yu's five element soul fire.

What's more, he still has two helpers. As long as he forms a sword array and wants to kill Lin Yu, isn't it a matter of minutes?
Therefore, even if Chen Lingshi was killed, he was only shocked, not afraid.

"The disciples of Bailingmen are indeed a bunch of idiots. I am starting to feel sorry for you now. You are obviously a third-rate sect, but you are brazenly trying to compete with the Maoshan sect. Now your companions are being killed by me. I still can't see the reality clearly, and I still want to blackmail me, hehe..."

Lin Yu looked at Feng Anran with sympathetic eyes, shook his head and laughed.

"Bastard, you are the one who can't see the reality clearly. Now, I'll take your soul out and see how arrogant you are!"

Feng Anran's face turned blue from being angry with Lin Yu's ridicule. With a sharp shout, he drew out his mahogany sword, circulated his soul fire, and stabbed at Lin Yu with his sword.

The spiritual power on the mahogany sword far exceeds the power displayed by Chen Lingshi.

"Come on Senior Brother Feng, kill that brat and avenge Senior Brother Chen!"

Xiaohong shouted loudly, cheering for Feng Anran.

"Such strong spiritual power, as expected of Senior Brother Feng. Although the swordsmanship is not as superb as that of Senior Brother Chen, this spiritual power is incomparable to that of Senior Brother Chen."

Seeing the spirit light on Feng Anran's mahogany sword, the male spiritual master couldn't stop expressing emotion in his heart.

Because no matter how good the swordsmanship is, in the face of the absolute power of the soul fire, it can only be defeated.

For a moment, the male spiritual master couldn't move his eyes away, wanting to witness with his own eyes what kind of splendor Feng Anran's sword will strike.

"The power of 85 soul fires, um, are you a low-grade spirit master at the peak?"

Lin Yu casually glanced at Feng Anran who was rushing over, and immediately had a clear idea of ​​his opponent's strength.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me at all."

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Yu decided not to waste time with the other party, and was ready to punch Feng Anran with all his strength.

He also knows low-grade spiritual art, and it is a step further than Feng Anran's peak state, which is the legendary perfection state.

The soul fire between the brows circulated instantly with the thought, and the air around the young man seemed to be frightened by something, stirred by the soul fire, and began to flow crazily.

A small tornado actually formed, blowing the leaves and weeds on the ground into the air.

The soul fire turned into spiritual power and gathered in the palm of the young man. Lin Yu clenched his right hand into a fist and slowly raised his hand.

In an instant, the fist was wrapped in dark blue aura, and the aura that emanated even illuminated the entire dark forest.

"Eat my sword!"

Feng Anran's voice rang in Lin Yu's ears, and his mahogany sword was close at hand.

The footsteps moved slightly, avoiding the opponent's mahogany sword, Lin Yu violently blasted out with a fist, and the sound of the fist roared like a gust of wind, making the punch hit the opponent's heart directly.

Boom!
89 soul powers are fully activated, Feng An is even worse than Chen Lingshi, he flew directly from the place where he was standing, and flew backwards for a distance of more than 20 meters. If there was not a big tree blocking the way, he would probably continue to fly backwards .

Bang!Bang!bang...

There were six sounds of breaking the big tree one after another in the forest, and Feng Anran finally fell to the ground.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Brother Feng was blown away by that guy, am I having a nightmare?!"

The scene in front of them happened too fast, and it was too unexpected, Xiaohong and the male spiritual master did not want to believe what they saw, and screamed.

"Senior Brother Feng, get up quickly, go and kill that Maoshan disciple, you must have deliberately let him go just now, right?"

Xiaohong ran to Feng Anran's side, shouted loudly, trying to help him up.

Feng Anran is the man she likes and the man she admires very much, how can she lose to an unknown disciple of Maoshan Pu's inner sect?She doesn't want to admit this fact!
"puff!"

With Xiaohong's help, Feng Anran reluctantly got up from the ground, but just as he was about to stand up, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat.

"Brother Feng!"

Xiaohong was so frightened by this mouthful of blood that she was at a loss, she wailed, and was about to throw herself into Feng Anran's arms.

"I...I still...poof!"

Feng Anran originally wanted to say the three words 'I'm fine', but before he could say the word 'good', another mouthful of blood spewed out, almost killing him.

"Still alive? Even though I used 89 wood soul fires to attack him, I couldn't kill him instantly. It seems that I have to continue to practice hard."

Lin Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little ashamed. This is not an ordinary soul fire. The 89 wood-lined soul fire is equivalent to an attack from a strong spirit guard, but the opponent just vomited blood It's just, it's a little blushing.

Bang!

Suddenly, Lin Yu saw a broken psionic magic weapon falling from Feng Anran's heart.

He had seen this magic weapon in related books before, and it seemed to be some kind of defensive magic weapon, as if it could specifically defend against a magic attack from a spiritual guard level powerhouse.

"So that's it. I said that he is such a scum of the eighth-level soul refining stage, but he can carry me with all his strength without dying. It turns out that he has a defensive magic weapon on his body."

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't for this defensive weapon that saved his life, Feng Anran would have been turned into a scum by the previous punch.

(End of this chapter)