Violent Martial Soul System

"Murderous explosion!"

"Double Dragons Roar!"

Zhao Feng continued to attack, and then used the power of Vientiane to pull those corpses over. Dust × Fate? Literature ← Literature ↙ Net

His cultivation is constantly improving!

"Hoo hoo!"

In the Shenmu Prison, there was a bloody storm, and within a second, the apostle of the god of the underworld inside was almost dead.

At this time, the old man of the scorpion tribe had already rushed over, and then punched out, directly blasting out a big hole in the Shenmu prison.

When he saw the scene inside, he was also subconsciously startled.

In just one second, so many people died, even he couldn't do it.

Just in time, when he broke through the Shenmu prison, Zhao Feng in the center raised his mouth slightly.

"Ding! Congratulations on your breakthrough, you are currently at the eighth level of the Profound Soul Realm!"

After a system notification sound, Zhao Feng's breath soared several times.

At this moment, the growth rate of the Assassination Ceremony has just doubled!

You must know that after using the Assassination Ceremony, the effect of the increase will increase with the improvement of Zhao Feng's cultivation.

If Zhao Feng is only at the seventh level of the Profound Soul Realm, the increase will be doubled, and the next moment, Zhao Feng will break through to the eighth level of the Profound Soul Realm, and the increase will still be doubled.

Although the increase in these two times was doubled, the difference was actually many times because of Zhao Feng's breakthrough.

Not only that, but even the power of Blade Storm and Thorn Shuttle has been fully doubled.

"Breaking Soul Realm, good time!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered, and they fit together directly.

When facing such a powerful enemy, you must not be careless, let alone clone, because it is easy to be defeated one by one.

The two Zhao Feng merged into one, and the aura surged again.

"Boy, how dare you disturb the good things of my Underworld Sect, go to hell!"

The old man of the scorpion tribe kicked his right foot,

The whole person turned into a stream of light, and that kick even stepped on the altar of the god of the underworld.

He is a strong man at the first level of the Soul Breaking Realm, and he has already shattered a Yuan Mansion. After the Yuan Mansion is broken, his natal Yuan Power will improve his physique.

Therefore, Zhao Feng, who is at the eighth level of the Profound Soul Realm, must not fight this old man on land. Even if Zhao Feng has a 90% movement speed bonus, he will not be faster than the opponent.

"Wind Dragon Shadow Moon Formation!"

Zhao Feng quickly swept up to the sky, and slashed out with a sword.

"Murderous explosion!"

"Flame Dragon Wushuang Slash!"

A flame dragon roared out, attacking the old man of the scorpion clan.

"A mere eighth level of the Profound Soul Realm dares to attack me, how courageous!"

The old man of the scorpion race stomped again, flew straight into the air, and then blasted out with his right fist, directly smashing Yanlong to pieces.

"Such a strong physique, worthy of being a master of the soul-shattering realm!"

Zhao Feng's expression froze.

In the soul breaking state, 100% of the strength can be displayed on land, but in the air, at most 80%.

The gap of these two percent gave Zhao Feng the confidence to kill the opponent at this time.

Don't forget, Zhao Feng is not fighting alone now.

"Sword Storm!"

"Walk through the thorns!"

The target of these two big moves is the old man of the scorpion clan.

Thorn Shuttle is okay, because Shu Lao is currently only at the eighth level of the Profound Soul Realm, but the stone demon is at the ninth level of the Profound Soul Realm, and its power is much stronger than Thorn Shuttle.

"Scorpion Shadow Whip!"

The old man of the scorpion tribe condensed the power of origin and the power of all phenomena, enlarged his scorpion tail, and then twitched it a few times, breaking those sharp branches.

However, the blade storm had already surrounded him.

At this time, the power of the blade storm is no worse than a soul breaking magic. After the old man of the scorpion tribe was surrounded, he also condensed a giant scorpion phantom to resist, but it was broken almost instantly.

"rush!"

The old man of the scorpion clan had a gloomy face, and he punched directly, cutting a bloody path in the blade storm.

However, he also got hurt because of it.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng's eyes lit up.

So what about the Soul Breaker? Under his two big moves, wouldn't he still bleed?

"continue!"

Zhao Feng said in his mind, then, the old tree and the stone demon continued to attack.

These two sacred skills are not one-time, but are controlled by time, about ten seconds.

Ten seconds is enough to kill this soul-shattering powerhouse. Of course, this is under the premise that the old man of the scorpion clan does not break out of the Shenmu prison.

"If you want to leave, leave it to me!"

Suddenly, Zhao Feng's eyes flashed.

Before he was chasing Nalan Bing, he put an assassination mark on Nalan Bing. Now Nalan Bing is under the Nether God Altar. As long as the Nether God Altar is destroyed, it will be the time of Nalan Bing's death.

Therefore, there is no need for Zhao Feng to hide anymore.

"Assassination mark!"

Immediately, Zhao Feng left a fatal mark on the old man of the scorpion clan, which made the attack power of Blade Storm and Thorn Shuttle even stronger.

The most important thing is that Zhao Feng also has a chance to quickly approach the old man of the scorpion clan, and that is to assassinate the soul eye!

"This assassination soul eye must be reserved for the critical moment, and it must be killed with one blow!"

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

Now that there are blade storms and thorns flying around, he must consume them first.

"Asshole, look at the trick!"

When the old man of the scorpion clan was dodging the attack, he still did not forget to attack Zhao Feng, and this attack was a soul breaking magic.

"Ice Ghost Hand!"

A huge blue palm blasted towards Zhao Feng overwhelmingly.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

"Ding! The Ice Ghost Hand has been recorded successfully!"

When the system prompt sounded, Zhao Feng also immediately mobilized the Yuanli in his body, and then slapped it hard.

"Ice Ghost Hand!"

Two huge blue palms collided together, stirring up a thousand layers of air waves, and freezing the surrounding vine branches.

This blow was a soul-breaking divine technique.

Although Zhao Feng has the magical growth technique of Yanlong Wushuang Slash, he is only at the eighth level of the Mystic Soul Realm after all, so Yanlong Wushuang Slash can only be regarded as a high-level mysterious soul magic technique, and its power is still weaker than that of the Ice Ghost Hand.

"What, how can this kid do it?"

The old man of the scorpion tribe was shocked. This blow was his ultimate move, which took him ten years to practice. How could Zhao Feng do it?

Fortunately, he still had the upper hand in this confrontation, and Zhao Feng's Ice Ghost Hand was defeated.

"Boy, fight with me, you are still a little tender!"

Although he didn't know why Zhao Feng knew this soul breaking technique, the old man of the scorpion clan immediately began to gloat when he saw that Zhao Feng had no intention of dodging.

But, at this moment.

"call out!"

Zhao Feng suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Yes, it disappeared right in front of the old man of the scorpion clan. With the strength of the first level of the soul-breaking realm, the old man of the scorpion clan didn't know how Zhao Feng disappeared.

"What, where are people?"

The old man of the scorpion clan was shocked.

The next moment, he felt the chill behind his back, and when he turned his head, he saw an ice ghost hand slapping him.

"Boom!"

The old man of the scorpion tribe couldn't react in time, he was hit straight, and ice crystals formed all over his body, like an ice corpse.