Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

"The combat power far exceeds the cultivation base? It seems that it is either a special bloodline or a strong talent. It would be even better. Devouring your blood essence will make me go further!"

Xuetu licked his lips greedily, and his eyes were bright red.

"Magic Blood Mark!"

Between the bloody slaughter, he slapped his palm suddenly, and a large blood-colored seal with a size of three zhang appeared out of the sky, bursting with red light!

Heavenly Supernatural Powers: Demon Blood Seal!

As soon as the demonic blood seal came out, a kind of coercion from the soul erupted in the roar of the demonic voice!

The supernatural power that contains the soul attack!

In the looming sight, you can see the soul power that is as dark as ink, shuttle in the air, and finally stab at Chu Feng's eyebrows!

Chapter 1 This guy is a pervert and can't fight at all! -->>(Page 2/[-]), please click the next page to continue reading.In the looming sight, you can see the soul power that is as dark as ink, shuttle in the air, and finally stab at Chu Feng's eyebrows!

"Go to hell!"

As soon as the demon blood seal came out, Xue Tu showed a confident smile.

The Demon Blood Seal is not only extremely powerful in its own attack, but also contains a soul attack, which is extremely difficult to defend if there is no spiritual cultivation method.

Not to mention that Chu Feng is a foundation-building cultivator, even a foundation-building cultivator who is one or two layers higher than him will suffer heavy losses if he is unprepared!

sizzle!

Black magic power poured into Chu Feng's eyebrows, and quickly rushed into Chu Feng's soul sea!

"Mental attack? You kicked the iron plate!"

The magic power entered the body, but a smile appeared on the corner of Chu Feng's mouth.

In the sea of ​​his soul, the dark sword tire trembled slightly, and the sharp Yuanshen power whistled, and the magic power was crushed!

At the same time, Chu Feng's arms shook violently, and above his fists, the golden light surged, and the power of the Holy Body was mobilized by him!

boom!

His fist was smashed like a golden hammer, and his breath was as majestic as a mountain. There seemed to be six phantoms surging between the punches!

The amazing aura is arbitrary, as if there is an immortal existence recovering!

Six Paths of Samsara Fist!

The lion fights the rabbit, and use all your strength!

In battle, there is no room for slights!

boom!

Between Chu Feng's golden fist and the demonic blood seal, a thunderous roar resounded, and the next moment the demonic blood seal was blasted out by his punch!

The demonic blood seals flew horizontally, and before they landed, they exploded, turning into blood-colored rays of light that dissipated!

"what!"

Xuetu's face changed greatly, he couldn't figure out how Chu Feng resisted his soul attack!

Another punch to break his demon bloodmark?

How can this be?

brush!

As Chu Feng's figure flickered, Kunpeng burst out at an extreme speed, rushing out like a golden lightning, and came to the blood slaughter!

"You also try to take a punch from me!"

Chu Feng's expression was stern, and he punched the blood slaughter face door!

Between the ups and downs of the golden light, the fist marks fell down like a mountain!

"Blood Shield!"

Xuetu's pupils shrank suddenly, and between his figure burst out, and between the long spear in his hand, blood-colored threads intertwined!

sizzle!

The blood-colored silk threads are stacked together, wrapping the blood slaughter layer by layer, like a blood-colored chrysalis, protecting him!

brush!

Chu Feng followed with extreme speed, his fists were wrapped in six phantoms, pressed down, and slammed into the blood-colored threads that were intertwined and piled up!

boom!

The terrifying power of the Six Paths Samsara Fist was vented down, and the blood-colored cicada was torn apart by the shock, revealing a bloody slaughter with a shocked face!

"You seem to like soul attack, I will make you!"

Chu Feng succeeded in one strike, and the pitch-black sword tire flew out from between his eyebrows, and the amazing sword intent spurted out!

"No!"

The Sword Intent refined by the Primordial Spirit in the Calming Chaos Jue made the blood slaughter's soul tremble.

At this time, he really wanted to turn his head and run away. Damn, this guy is a pervert and can't fight at all!