Violent Martial Soul System

Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh fight

Looking at the woman and the old man with iron masks, Jixing said coldly, "One for each!"

At that moment, he just killed it. His opponent was the iron-masked female corpse. As for the remaining iron-masked old corpse with a withered arm, it was handed over to Zhao Feng and Feifei.

"Is there no mission this time?"

Zhao Feng frowned, feeling a little pity.

"Feifei, let's go too!"

Zhao Feng yelled angrily, and together with Feifei, they rushed towards the iron-faced old corpse.

In an instant, the two sides were fighting.

This iron-masked old corpse is several times stronger than the iron-masked man back then. Fortunately, Zhao Feng had already broken through, otherwise it would be really difficult.

"The corpse demon Taoist said that he has countless corpse demons, and I'm afraid they are all wandering outside now, so it's best not to use the big move indiscriminately."

Zhao Feng thought in his heart, the next moment, his eyes would burst into golden light.

"Brilliant Soul Eye!"

Saiyan transformation!

"Wow, young master, you look so handsome." Feifei's eyes lit up immediately when she saw Zhao Feng's transformation.

With blond hair and golden eyes, Zhao Feng looks like a Westerner on Earth.

"Don't be distracted, this guy is not easy to deal with." Zhao Feng replied.

"Okay, okay."

Feifei was in a bad mood after being lectured, but she didn't take this iron-faced old corpse seriously.

"Hmph, let me show you my strength after the breakthrough!"

Feifei shouted, and her figure flashed quickly, and there were golden figures flying out of her body.

"A hundred-fold demon fox clone!"

In less than half a second, Feifei was divided into 100, and these 100 clones looked exactly like Feifei.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhao Feng frowned, and suddenly remembered that Feifei had inherited memories, and Feifei, who had broken through to the first level of Yuanli tribulation, might have learned some new skills.

"This trick can make me 100 points. Ten of them are entities, but their combat power is only half of mine, and the rest are just phantoms." Feifei explained through voice transmission.

"Ten entities, half of the combat power?"

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, this damn is enough.

When he was surprised, hundreds of Feifei had already made their move. They waved silver whips in their hands, and hundreds of whip shadows hit the iron-faced old corpse.

Of course, among the hundreds of whip shadows, only eleven are real attacks, and the other ninety or so are just fake.

Although the iron-faced old corpse had dodged a lot, almost all of the attacks he dodged were false.

Soon, he was entangled with eleven silver whips, unable to move his body.

"It turned out to be the ability to control people."

Zhao Feng suddenly understood, just right, he likes it like this.

"Heavenly Ice Sword Technique!"

"Spirit-level sword power!"

A golden slash pierced through the air, and instantly struck the iron-faced old corpse, severely wounding it directly.

If an ordinary strong man with four-fold elemental force was struck by this sword, he would have been split in half already.

After the iron-faced old corpse was hit, he didn't say a word, and began to break free from the entanglement of the silver whip, and killed Zhao Feng.

"Human is not human, ghost is not ghost, watch me come to save you!"

Zhao Feng shouted angrily in his heart, and slashed out with a sword again. The iron-faced old corpse demon also comprehended the sword's power, but its power was a little weaker than Zhao Feng's, and he was hit again and flew out backwards.

But at this time, Feifei made another move.

"Hoo hoo!"

A gust of wind howled, hundreds of Feifei waved their hands, and wrapped the silver whip in their hands around the neck of the iron-faced old corpse. With their little hands pulling, the old corpse's head was thrown up, Blood splattered.

This iron-faced old corpse, who was tortured by the quadruple elemental force, was played to death by Zhao Feng and Feifei.

At that moment, Zhao Feng just swept over and took off his storage ring. Sure enough, there were not many things. It was a waste of effort.

At this time, Zhao Feng turned his head to look, and his eyes fell on Ji Xingcheng.

Ji Xingcheng, the realm of the four-fold elemental force, and his opponent is the iron-masked female corpse,

It is also the tribulation state of the fourfold elemental force.

The two are in the same realm, but what surprised Zhao Feng was that Ji Xingcheng actually suppressed the iron-faced female corpse demon, which is simply unbelievable.

"Worthy of being the number one genius at Extreme Ice Villa."

Zhao Feng couldn't help sighing.

Of course, this sentence is actually a compliment to himself. After all, he and Feifei only have one level of tribulation of origin force, but they are fighting beyond three realms.

Seeing that there was no pressure on Ji Xingcheng, Zhao Feng and Feifei did not intervene.

At this time, Ji Xingcheng raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"call out!"

A light blue slash struck out.

The female corpse demon also comprehended the spirit-level sword power, and also fell with a sword.

The two sword qi collided, stirring up a thousand layers of air waves.

Originally, the attack power of the two was actually about the same, but this time, Ji Xingcheng's attack easily defeated the female corpse demon's attack, and then landed on the female corpse demon's body.

"Hiss!"

Only a crisp sound was heard, and Zhao Feng saw that the female corpse demon's body was divided into two and was beheaded.

"This is not a spirit-level sword move... this is a perfect-level sword move!"

Zhao Feng reacted instantly.

The perfect-level sword power is much stronger than the spiritual-level sword power. Even the strong of the nine-fold elemental force may not be able to comprehend it, but this Ji Xingcheng actually comprehended it during the battle.

The female corpse demon was cut in half and died tragically in an instant. At this time, Ji Xingcheng quickly swept over and took the ring of Nawu.

"Wow, Brother Xingcheng is so powerful with perfect sword power." Feifei beside her couldn't help sighing, even though she has inherited memories, she is only a sword power at the spiritual level.

In fact, even Ji Xingcheng didn't expect that he would suddenly comprehend the perfect sword power.

Sword power is not something that ordinary people can control. Some people may not be able to comprehend spirit-level sword power after ten years of sword practice, and some people can comprehend perfect-level sword power without even needing a month. This is talent.

Before Zhao Feng could speak, suddenly, two puffs of white mist erupted from the bodies of the two corpse demons.

"Be careful!"

Ji Xingcheng shouted and quickly backed away.

These two strands of white mist finally blended together and condensed into a white skull.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect to fail again, interesting and interesting, boy, don't relax, my pursuit of you is still going on!"

After the white skull opened its mouth and said a few words, it collapsed on its own.

"what is this?"

Ji Xingcheng asked in amazement.

Zhao Feng looked at the two corpse demons with good strength, and replied honestly: "It's an enemy I provoked before, called Taoist Corpse Demon, who has been chasing and killing me."

"Corpse Demon Taoist?" Ji Xingcheng's stern face froze, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was searching for the name in his mind, but he didn't have any relevant memories.

"Brother Xingcheng, are there any cultivating forces around here?" Feifei asked curiously.

"There is a place called the Land of the Dead, and there are two sects in it, one is called the Ghost Sect, and the other is the Corpse Temple. This corpse demon Taoist should come from that place." Ji Xingcheng's face was a little ugly.

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