Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

咚

The two fists slammed together, and the roar resounded like a drum beat.

"interesting"

Chu Feng's body swayed, and his other hand had already been pressed down, directly slapping Zhao Tianyu into a piece of meat.

Chu Feng was a little surprised at this time

The person who just shot, the physical body is very strong, he even hit him, and the palm is still intact, it can be said that he is the most powerful person he has ever seen.

"Your body is very powerful"

The man took three steps back and wiped out the shock force. At this time, he was also a little surprised. As a ghost cultivator, he did not have a physical body.

And his body is made of an extremely powerful material in the underworld. It is sturdy and immortal. Compared with the flesh of a Shinto monk, it is stronger.

What's more, he is a real master of the first realm of the first realm.

Now Chu Feng is holding his palm with one hand, and he is still at a disadvantage, which makes him extremely surprised

"It's a bit stronger than you." Chu Feng nodded.

"Hehe, even so, this is not the capital for you to go to the ancient city of Wangchuan, remember the person who killed you, Qin Wudi"

As the man opened his mouth, the power of his primordial spirit rose into the sky, and his body was even more radiant with immortal brilliance, and there was an immortal aura circulating around him.

"It seems that it is impossible not to kill a few people today."

Chu Feng sneered, all the people from the ancient city of Wangchuan are very arrogant and domineering, he can't even think of it.

Rumble

Chu Feng's holy blood and holy bones are roaring, and the golden blood in his body seems to be boiling, piercing the sky and the earth.

Qin Wudi is very strong

At least it is a bit stronger than the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect who died in the hands of Chu Feng, which is enough for him to treat him seriously.

Dong dong dong

The two of them fought out almost at the same time. Between the collision of the fleshly bodies, the blood shone into the sky, and Qin Wudi's arm was smashed by Chu Feng's punch.

"what"

Qin Wudi screamed, cast a secret technique and burst out, staring at Chu Feng incredulously

"Damn it, I broke my arm. No one can save you today."

Qin Wudi roared again and again, his eyes were sharp, and the battle clothes on his body were shining brightly, and his expression was ferocious because of this.

His flesh is refined

Once damaged, it is difficult to repair, and this is also the drawback of ghost monks. Unlike other monks, they can naturally be reborn from broken limbs when their cultivation reaches a certain level.

"go to hell"

Qin Wudi roared, a martial spirit appeared above his head

It was a black giant dragon, wrapped in a mighty dragon. Between the vertical and horizontal, the dragon's claws fell towards Chu Feng.

砰

Chu Feng slammed the palm of his hand, it was very easy to hold the dragon's claws, and then his palm stretched out and grabbed the dragon's tail in his hand.

Rumble

Chu Feng's arms shook violently, and between the burst of physical strength, the black dragon's martial spirit was moved by him, and the martial spirit swept across the mountains in all directions.

bang bang

The surrounding mountains exploded one after another, turning into powder, and the black dragon martial arts screamed again and again, the breath in the body escaped, and it was wilted to the extreme.

brush brush

Qin Wudi's expression became even more indifferent, and a martial spirit appeared on top of his head again.

It was a strange black magic weapon, shaped like a sickle, containing the power to seduce the soul, and it slashed down at Chu Feng's forehead.

brush

Chu Feng flicked his arm and aimed the black dragon at the strange magic weapon

噗

The black dragon spirit was immediately cut in half and shattered between heaven and earth

"what"

Qin Wudi screamed again. He couldn't imagine that his martial soul was actually beheaded by himself, and he was immediately severely injured.

"I must kill you"

Qin Wudi roared furiously, the strange divine weapon spirit above his head slashed down one after another, and the power of the primordial spirit was mighty and mighty.

One after another sharp rays of light descended vertically and horizontally, each of which was like a sword glow, crystal clear, cutting the surrounding messy and scattered.

"Nine Leaf Sword Art"