Violent Martial Soul System

Feeling this aura, Zhao Feng's expression was extremely gloomy. At such a close distance, he would probably suffer all the injuries, and even the entire Zhou family would probably be destroyed.

"Wan Jian returns to the sect, let me sleep!"

Fortunately, Zhao Feng had already controlled the Heaven-breaking Holy Sword to help out. When Mo Lengxue gathered his strength, all the thousands of Heaven-breaking Holy Swords were magnified dozens of times and fell like meteorites.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In Mo Lengxue, who was gathering strength, his aura surged, and the Heaven Breaking Holy Sword couldn't get close at all, so he could only block it.

Sword Mountain formation!

Thousands of heaven-breaking holy swords surrounded Mo Lengxue.

At the same time, Zhao Feng also quickly broke through the void, came outside the Sword Mountain formation, and took Feifei into the Beast Space.

At the moment Feifei disappeared, Mo Lengxue finally broke out.

A dangerous breath pervaded, followed by a loud noise, which was the biggest movement Zhao Feng had ever heard.

"Boom!"

The Sword Mountain Formation was directly blasted to collapse, and this explosion was like the original, directly razing the entire Zhang family to the ground.

Not only that, but also countless lives of the Zhang family.

Although the evacuation had already begun, it was impossible for the tens of thousands of people in the Zhang family to leave. These people were all blown to pieces by Mo Lengxue's move.

In addition, all the masters of the fifth level of the Myriad Soul Realm fell, including Mo Lengxue's biological father Hongli.

Even Zhao Feng himself was seriously injured by the shock, spitting blood from his mouth.

At this moment, in this terrifying giant pit, there are only three figures left.

Mo Lengxue, Zhao Feng, and the ancestors of the Zhang family who were at the sixth level of the Myriad Soul Realm.

"Do not……"

If Zhao Feng hadn't asked others to use the power of ten thousand souls to help him resist, the patriarch of this family would have fallen already.

"puff……"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood,

A look of horror appeared on his face.

Mo Lengxue's blow was too powerful, even the Sword Mountain Formation was blown to nothing. If there was no Sword Mountain Formation, he would have been blasted to pieces. At that time, not only the entire Zhang Family If it's gone, the destroyed area will at least triple.

This power is at least ten times that of the original!

Looking at the extremely dark abyss under his feet, Zhao Feng no longer had the slightest intention to fight.

He was able to fight Mo Lengxue with the power of ten thousand souls from Feifei and more than a dozen strong men before, but now, the only person under his control is the ancestor of the Zhang family, and the stone demon also died from the trick just now under.

beat?

What a fart!

Samsara Warrior is indeed a Samsara Warrior, even if they are at the same level, Zhao Feng cannot be an opponent.

The disintegration of the soul eye just now was also due to Mo Lengxue's carelessness. If he continued to fight, Zhao Feng would have no chance of winning.

However, just when Zhao Feng was in a daze.

"Well, you stubborn boy, you didn't die like this, let me chop you up and see if you're still alive!"

As Mo Lengxue said, he rushed out again.

Zhao Feng was taken aback, and was about to break through the void and leave. Wouldn't it be okay if he didn't do this revenge mission?

In the blink of an eye, the ancestor of the Zhang family was pierced through the heart by a blow from Mo Lengxue, and fell directly.

Just when the gate of the void was opened, Mo Lengxue looked at Zhao Feng whose golden armor was smashed to pieces, and said with a sneer, "Boy, I know you have a way to escape. Work?"

"Um?"

Zhao Feng frowned, and found that the gate of the void, which had not been fully opened, had been closed.

how can that be?

"I, Mo Lengxue, was careless once, and there will be no second time. Therefore, I have already set up a large formation to lock the air, and now it's up to you how to run."

Mo Lengxue sneered and approached Zhao Feng bit by bit.

Just now the space-locking formation has not been fully set up, so the void soul eyes can still be used, but now that the space-locking formation has been completed, there is no way for the void soul eyes to even open a small hole.

At this time, Zhao Feng became the turtle in the urn and couldn't escape!

Not only that, but he has also begun to regret why he came to trouble a reincarnation warrior.

Whether it was the big explosion just now or the space-locking formation, he, who has insight into the soul, did not see how Mo Lengxue used it.

A warrior of reincarnation is worthy of being a warrior of reincarnation. Although Mo Leng-blood's realm is at the sixth level of the Myriad Soul Realm, his strength is at least at the ninth level of the Myriad Soul Realm.

No, Zhao Feng would rather deal with a ninth-level Myriad Soul Realm than become an enemy of Mo Lengxue.

"Boy, what other tricks do you have, just use it and let me see it?"

Mo Lengxue looked at Zhao Feng with that one eye. His right eye was disintegrated by Zhao Feng's disintegrating soul eye, and the entire eye socket was black and horrifying.

Zhao Feng was already desperate.

If one mistake is made, the whole game is lost.

It seems that this time, his main body and avatar should be about to perish.

He couldn't match Mo Lengxue's speed, and he couldn't use the Void Soul Eye, so his only hole card was the Nine Suns Slashing Emperor Sword.

However, Mo Lengxue couldn't even return Wan Jian to the sect, so what's the use of Nine Suns Slaying the Emperor Sword?

Seeing the ashen-faced Zhao Feng, Mo Lengxue also continued: "This is the end of the matter, you can only blame you for provoking me, let me send you on your way."

When Mo Lengxue's voice fell, Zhao Feng quickly turned around and left.

As long as he can leave the range of this large space-locking formation, he will have a first-line upgrade, even if he splits up, he must escape.

Mo Lengxue didn't know that his eyes were the key. As long as they were divided into two, Mo Lengxue might think the other was a puppet and give up hunting.

In this way, maybe the loss can be minimized!

"Just because of you, you still want to escape from my palm?"

Mo Lengxue turned into a streak of light and swept towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng cloned himself solemnly, retreating from left to right.

"puppet?"

Such a thought flashed through Mo Lengxue's mind, he felt it carefully, and found that the aura of Zhao Feng's body and clone was almost exactly the same.

"That's right, it's a very clever method. Although I don't know which one is the deity, just kill them all."

Mo Lengxue stopped thinking about it and chased after Zhao Feng's real body.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Zhao Feng, and then went straight to stab Zhao Feng's throat.

"Gulu..."

Zhao Feng's throat was pierced, and blood gushed out in pools, but this would not make Zhao Feng fatal.

"Did you die, come again!"

Mo Lengxue sneered, a cold light flashed in his hands, and the next moment, Zhao Feng's head was thrown up.

Ordinary people must be dead if their heads are cut off, but Mo Lengxue has learned to behave now, and he wants to blow Zhao Feng's entire body to pieces before giving up.

However, at this critical moment.

A very strong breath suddenly broke into Zhao Feng's sensing range, and at the same time, Mo Lengxue also felt this breath. Furious Martial Soul System