Just after birth, the abandoned counterattack system came

A loud shout was like thunder exploding, Chu Feng's fighting spirit soared into the sky, and the momentum around him was like a volcano erupting, surging, as if he was about to ignite the entire world. While firing out the sword, his immense and immense golden seven-star red lotus soul power burst out like a flood that broke through the dam, and he used his soul skill [Thousand Sword Soul Array].

"Impossible! This is definitely the holy talisman given to you by the Heavenly Secret Soul Saint." As soon as the powerful soul skill condensed, it was keenly noticed by the soulless.

Her face instantly turned pale as paper, like the residual snow in winter, her eyes were filled with horror and despair, and her body trembled involuntarily, like fallen leaves in the wind.

She wanted to escape, but when she tried to escape, she was frightened to find that she had been firmly locked by Chu Feng's soul power. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not get rid of this powerful restraint force, as if she was invisible The big net was tightly trapped and could not escape.

"boom……"

The eight-colored dragon and the giant sword collided violently again, and the huge energy fluctuations were like surging waves, spreading around one after another.

At the same time, the Immortal Golden Yao Seven Star Red Lotus Soul Sword quietly stabbed into the soulless soul like a ghost.

In just a moment, the soulless soul was destroyed by this powerful soul sword, like smoke blown away by a strong wind.

The only peak soul emperor of the Faceless Clan has no soul and is completely alive. Her body fell from a high altitude like a kite with a broken string, with endless unwillingness and despair.

"Soulless!!!"

When Wushan Martial Saint saw this scene, his face turned ashen and frightened.

He never expected that Chu Feng would be able to distract himself from attacking Wuhun when he was in a fierce battle with him. This made Wushan Martial Saint feel extremely angry and humiliated. The death of the soulless tribe is undoubtedly a huge loss for the Faceless Tribe, and it was killed in front of him. This is simply the biggest provocation to him .

"Die for me!!!"

Wushan Martial Saint was furious like thunder and shouted angrily. The sound of thunder rolling, carrying the thunderous momentum, echoing violently between the sky and the earth, shaking the air buzzing.

"I want to see how many treasures you, a kid, hide, and how long you can resist under my attack!" The words were full of anger and unwillingness, as if they were about to tear Chu Feng in front of them into pieces.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wushan Martial Saint waved the giant sword in his hand at a rapid speed, one after another, and the light of the sword flashed, just like a storm, slashing heavily towards Chu Feng.

With each knife falling, the space was like fragile thin paper. It was easily torn apart in front of this terrifying power, revealing a series of hideous black cracks, as if the space itself was moaning and wailing in pain.

At this time, Wushan Martial Saint's eyes had turned red, like two burning flames, and his face was distorted and ferocious due to anger. He stared at Chu Feng with his eyes as if he wanted to swallow Chu Feng alive to solve the problem of The hatred in his heart.

Chu Feng naturally has many treasures, but in his eyes, the Wushan Martial Saint in front of him is far from qualified to allow him to use these precious treasures.

Wushan Martial Saint made a sword, and he made a sword. The two of them went back and forth, launching a thrilling and intense bombardment.

For a moment, energy overflowed, light flashed, and various powerful forces collided and intertwined, making deafening sounds, and the entire space seemed to tremble in the aftermath of this battle.

Chu Feng became more and more comfortable in the battle. He cherished this rare opportunity to train. In this battle, he never used his soul power and only relied on his own martial arts methods to deal with Wushan Martial Saint.

Because, once the soul power is used, the battle will lose its suspense instantly, and Wushan Martial Saint will definitely be defeated quickly under his powerful soul power attack.

On the other hand, Wushan Martial Saint, as the battle continued, he felt more and more frightened. His heart was filled with doubts and confusion, and he kept shouting in his heart: "Why? Why? Why? How many treasures does this kid have? Why can he persist under my attack for so long?"

In any case, if he was killed, he would not believe that Chu Feng did not use any treasures in this battle, and was fighting him entirely with his own strong strength.

The bombardment lasted for a while, Chu Feng frowned secretly and thought to himself: "Why is there no movement yet? Logically speaking, shouldn't the other party be very anxious? I have successfully broken through. Shouldn't he be Is it right to be more impatient? This old dog is really calm enough. Since you can still hold on, I can only force you out."

Chu Feng made a quick decision and launched a decisive move towards Wushan Martial SaintSoul skill [Thousand Sword Soul Array].

At the same time, ten eight-colored dragons roared and attacked from his sword. The dragons opened their teeth and claws, and were fiercer, more fierce than before, as if they wanted to completely devour Wushan Martial Saint and destroy them.

"This is impossible!!!"

The moment Wushan Martial Saint was locked by the ten eight-colored dragons, he was stunned for a moment, his face full of shock and disbelief.

It’s not that he can’t resist these attacks, but that attacks of this level can actually shoot ten at once, which completely exceeds his cognition, seriously subverts his martial arts cognition, and destroys him for many years. The martial arts view that sticks to it.

"Die for me!!!" Wushan Martial Saint roared angrily, waved the giant sword in his hand, and slashed the eight-colored giant dragon frantically, one after another, each with all his strength and anger. He slashed ten times one after another, and finally killed all the ten eight-colored dragons.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, the immortal willpower in his body was like a flood that broke the dam, rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was wiped out frantically.

Before Wushan Martial Saint could figure out what was going on, his immortal willpower would be wiped out. Immediately afterwards, the Thousand Immortal Golden Seven-Star Red Lotus Soul Sword, like a sharp arrow, penetrated straight into the depths of his soul with a sharp aura.

In this way, Wushan Martial Saint widened his eyes, his eyes filled with endless unwillingness and doubts, as if he could not accept this cruel reality until his death.

In the end, he fell to the ground and died in Chu Feng's hands.

But it is true that "if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. As soon as you become a saint, you will become a corpse." The impermanence of fate is fully reflected at this moment.

Just the moment Chu Feng killed Wushan Martial Saint, the space seemed to be torn a huge hole of tens of thousands of meters by an invisible giant hand full of destructive power. The hole was like a bottomless abyss. The huge mouth exuded a creepy atmosphere, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the world.

At the same time, a terrifying saint pressure surged out of the hole. This pressure seemed to crush the whole world, which was frightening and chilling.