The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 797 Thousands of soul slaves blew themselves up
"The power of this finger, in my heyday, if I try to catch it, I will probably be injured." Not far behind, Fire Worship Cult Yuechen couldn't help but whispered at this time.

"In half a year, he became stronger again..." Meng Yuan's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help whispering.

They Huaxia Hidden Sect, the three top sect leaders, fought against Ye Fei last time, before the Tiangong Treasure House was opened, and joined hands with the president of the Tongji Society half a year ago.

After that battle, Meng Yuan retreated directly for half a year.

Her strength has improved a lot. She thought that if she met Ye Fei again, she would at least be able to fight him, but now it seems that this guy's strength is beyond her imagination.

"Small tricks." Fengcheng Soul Emperor showed disdain on his face, and the gloomy light from his fingertips came out simultaneously.

At the same time, the force of the finger in the center of the thunder curtain suddenly fell, and the two forces collided instantly in midair.

"Boom, boom!" The sky-shattering explosion shook the sky.

The terrifying counter-shock force swept in all directions, and the three major leaders of Huaxia couldn't help but retreat a few feet again at this time.

Under this impact, the ten golden-armored soul kings in front also had to use their soul power to resist at this moment. The hard power of each of them far surpassed Ye Fei, and some of them couldn't bear the counter-shock force. .

"Outsider, is this technique your reliance?" Fengcheng Soul Emperor, with a smile on his face, was not affected by this impact at all.

In the mid-air ahead, Ye Fei's figure was directly blown away, spurting several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his face was extremely pale.

It can be seen that the strength of the two is really different.

"The strength of this soul emperor may have reached the rumored Tribulation Transcendence Realm, and it's definitely not the initial stage of Tribulation Transcendence. He has probably passed through one or two thunder tribulations." Ye Fei stabilized his mind, with a serious expression on his face. color.

In his inheritance memory, above the realm of the gods, if you are too strong, it will lead to catastrophe, and the strong man who survives the nine catastrophes can achieve the body of a real fairy in the teleportation.

But according to the inheritance records of the medical sage, the horror of the Nine Heavens Tribulation cannot be easily overcome by martial arts.

Ninety-nine to the extreme, in just a thousand years, it is almost impossible to improve one's own strength to be able to withstand the nine-fold thunder calamity. Even if the person is chosen by heaven, his lifespan is not enough if his strength allows it.

"Xuan'er, can you hear my voice?" Ye Fei's eyebrows flashed, and a spiritual consciousness came out.

After half a ring, there was no response. The ancient black snake fell into a deep sleep again when it fought against Dao Qing in front of the fairy gate on the first floor of the Tiangong treasure house, and there was no sign of waking up.

"I am not powerless."

"Red Immortal Bamboo Flute, open the soul field!" Ye Fei only hesitated for a moment, with a look of determination in his eyes.

In mid-air, a red light flashed faintly, and a dark red bamboo flute fell into Ye Fei's palm. The spiritual power in his body surged, and all of it was condensed on the bamboo flute.

In the next moment, dense lights flew out from Ye Fei's palm, and the majestic soul power swept across the surroundings.

Under the eyes of everyone, hundreds of soul generals suddenly appeared in the midair, and the strength of the momentum made people startled.

"Hey, Red Immortal Flute, this treasure is actually in your hands?"

"This emperor underestimated you, but you naively thought that with these little soul generals, you could fight this emperor..." The expression on Fengcheng Soul Emperor's face did not change much.

Although there are hundreds of soul generals, this is the main city of Fengdu, and the ten golden-armored soul kings are here. With only one soul general army, it is obviously not enough to deter this soul emperor.

At the same time, in mid-air, the ten golden-armored soul kings stepped forward at the same time without the slightest expression of fear on their faces. Even though there was a huge difference in the number of people, their aura was not lost at all.

"Soul slave, now." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and the red fairy bamboo flute in his palm burst into a dazzling red light again.

In an instant, thousands of soul slaves appeared out of thin air. Such a huge number almost enveloped the entire backyard of the mansion.

"Ye has a question."

"If I let these soul slaves all blow themselves up, what should you do?" Ye Fei said in a cold voice with a look of madness in his eyes, staring at the person in front of him.

These soul slaves were all collected in the desolate basin in the southwestern battlefield. Although the combat power of a single player is not as good as that of the soul emperor, if all of them blew themselves up, they would definitely be able to raze the southern city to the ground.

In the mid-air ahead, Fengcheng Soul Emperor's eyes flashed, and his expression finally changed slightly.

Compared to the Fengcheng Soul Emperor, the three leaders of the Huaxia Yinmen who are still in the mansion, the shock in their eyes at this moment is already beyond words.

"He, how could he have so many soul slaves!" Kunlun Mengyuan's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes trembled slightly at this moment.

Even Yue Chen of the Zoroastrian Cult couldn't help but take half a step back at this moment, and that face that was always as calm as water couldn't help showing horror at this moment.

"Thousands of soul slaves blew themselves up... This lunatic, if it is true, we will all die." In the middle of the sky far away, Yang Yun's pupils shrank slightly at this time, and he already had the intention of retreating.

These three people had entered the second floor of the Tiangong for a while, and they knew very well that if so many soul slaves exploded themselves, it would be enough to form a terrifying storm of soul power.

Above the mansion, Ye Fei smiled wildly, standing above the army of soul slaves, his aura can be said to suppress the audience.

In the mid-air ahead, the Fengcheng Soul Emperor couldn't help but take a deep look at Ye Fei. After a while of silence, his eyes swept to the thousands of soul slaves in front of him.

"Outsiders, this emperor can tell you that even if you detonate these soul slaves, this emperor can still save his life."

"But you are bound to die." Fengcheng Soul Emperor said slowly, then looked at Ye Fei in a low voice.

This is the main city of Fengcheng. Thousands of soul slaves blew themselves up, which was enough to raze the southern city. The Soul Emperor naturally didn't want to see the loss caused by this.

Ye Fei's complexion didn't change when he heard the words, the spiritual power in his body began to surge towards the red fairy flute, and the soul power of the thousands of soul slaves in midair had become a little manic at this moment.

"Junior, stop!" Fengcheng Soul Emperor, his eyes flashed, and the expression on his face finally changed drastically.

After he finished speaking, the soul power in his body exploded, and he quickly made a tactic in his palm, and a dark barrier spread out in all directions with his figure as the center.

This barrier is filled with strong soul power, quickly enveloping Ye Fei and thousands of soul slaves in it.

"You're scared..." Ye Fei smiled slightly, and the expression on his face was elusive at the moment.

The mansion was in the middle of the sky, the three Hidden Sect Headmasters, and the ten Golden Armored Soul Kings hurriedly backed away when they saw this scene, and quickly retreated outside the gloom barrier, all of them showed horror on their faces.

The look on Fengcheng Soul Emperor's face was even more ugly. He never expected that a Nascent Soul junior would be so difficult to deal with.

"Your strength, the emperor has approved."

"Take away the soul slaves and stay in my Fengcheng. This emperor can make you the fourth commander, and submit to my command. After the four cities are unified, I can give you a copy of the source of longevity."

Fengcheng Soul Emperor looked stern, staring at Ye Fei and speaking word by word.

Thousands of soul slaves blew themselves up. Even though he had a way to block the power of self-destruction, he would definitely be seriously injured, and the combat power of the person in front of him had already made the Fengcheng Soul Emperor fearful.

As soon as the Soul Emperor said this, the three master teachers in the distance had different expressions on their faces, and they all focused their eyes on Ye Fei.

The three of them knew very well that if the person in their eyes really stayed in Fengcheng, Changshengyuan would definitely not have their share.

"How would you choose?" Fire Worship Cult Yuechen, a bright light flashed in his eyes at this moment, he looked up and couldn't help but murmur.

Meng Yuan and Yang Yun both had complex expressions on their faces, and they were staring at Ye Fei intently.

According to common sense, Ye Fei has no choice at this time.

Once the self-detonated Soul Slave, he would probably die. They entered the second floor of the treasury for the purpose of longevity, so it is wise to choose to stay.

"Outsider, would you like to become the fourth coach under the emperor's command!" Inside the barrier of gloom, the Fengcheng Soul Emperor's whole body was concentrated, and he looked at Ye Fei and shouted.

"It's late, Ye Mou said that he will definitely take your life." Ye Fei's voice was cold, and his eyes sparkled with coldness.

If Ling Yanji and Fang Hao hadn't died, he might have thought about it, but now Ye Fei, without any hesitation, resolutely chose to explode the soul slave under the surge of spiritual power in his palm.

Even if he couldn't kill the soul emperor, he would have to shed a layer of skin.

"Blast it to Ye!" Ye Fei raised his hand, and strands of spiritual threads surged out of his palm.

In the mid-air ahead, thousands of soul slaves trembled, the soul power erupting from their bodies had already reached an extreme level of rage, and a terrifying storm of soul power was quietly forming.

"Damn it, outsider, this emperor should have killed you earlier." The Soul Emperor of Fengcheng had a gloomy expression at this time, and the soul power all over his body surged out at the same time, and a faint light flashed in his palm.

I saw a pitch-black giant sword appearing in the hands of the Soul Emperor, and the giant sword was turned over and released from his hand at the same time.

At this time, the Soul Emperor of Fengcheng was too lazy to take action against Ye Fei. Under this storm of soul power, the outsider would undoubtedly die. He is now strengthening the barrier of gloom so that this terrifying storm will not spread.

"He actually chose to blew himself up as a soul slave?" In the midair behind, Yang Yun's face showed disbelief, and his figure subconsciously retreated several feet away again.

Yuechen and Mengyuan were also stunned for a while at this moment, and then they both shook their heads lightly.

"It's a pity... It's a real loss to the Chinese martial arts world for such a proud generation to die today." Yue Chen whispered, and couldn't help sighing softly at this moment.

Fairy Mengyuan from Kunlun also had a look of regret on her face.

It's just that when she looked at Ye Fei again, her eyes trembled suddenly, and she couldn't help but take a step forward, with a look of surprise on her face.

(End of this chapter)