The situation of the battle changed extremely quickly, Sima Fei saw that he couldn't bear it anymore, and Yang Fan's strength was completely beyond his expectations.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds only had five tones at this time, but in Sima Fei's perception, it was already a six-star soul technique. It is not uncommon for a soul guest in the Little Soul Pill Realm to be able to learn the Six-Star Soul Technique, especially since this person is still Yang Juzheng's son. But what made Sima Fei feel strange was that this six-star soul technique was really powerful, because the aura of the soul technique carried a deep dragon power.

Long Wei, people are unstoppable!

Even the gods are afraid!

At the critical moment, Sima Fei didn't care about the humble style of the Great Soul Dan Realm Grandmaster, and decisively sacrificed his treasure.

Two large drums with the height of others. The shape and appearance of these two drums are no different from the most common drums sold on the market, but they each have a ball of air flowing in the center of the drum.

A dazzling golden light flowed, like the sun shining brightly. A faint and cold blue light flowed, like a cold moonlight.

"You have a Rhythm Horcrux, I also have a Rhythm Horcrux, a bipolar drum! This bipolar drum of mine is a five-star Horcrux, if I achieve the Fire God Realm in the Transformation God Realm, I can also upgrade the bipolar drum to a six-star Horcrux!"

Sima Fei's eyes burst out with a cold and fierce light, and he shouted, "Now, listen to me play a song for you!"

"March Order!"

The bipolar drum floated on the surface of the river, and with the power of the drum, Sima Fei finally jumped up from the water, stepped on the surface of the river with the soles of his feet, stood between the two drums, and directly slapped the drum with his palms.

A surging song, the atmospheric drum music suddenly sounded.

In the song, it seems that thousands of horses are galloping, and thousands of soldiers with halberds are attacking the city and plundering the land, with monstrous fighting intent and killing intent.

The eight tones of the heavenly dragon are the power of a dragon, and the marching order is the power of ten thousand people.

Is the power of one dragon stronger, or is the power of ten thousand people even greater?

Under the battle of the two sound soul killing techniques, the ending will be known immediately.

The momentum of the power of ten thousand people gradually weakened, and it seemed that there were only a thousand people left, and gradually only a hundred people remained.

At this time, the drum beat a beat.

Sima Fei turned his palm into a fist and struck the heart of the bipolar drum with another rhythm.

"Stop!"

In an instant, thousands of troops and horses were gone, the fighting spirit and killing intent were gone, and some were just a solemn, solemn and unquestionable order.

If you want to stop, you have to stop.

If I stop, you have to stop!

Sure enough, as soon as this song came out, the Tianlong Bayin was also a fierce lag, as if this order was also given to it.

In the eight tones of the heavenly dragon, the sound suddenly intensified, and the deterrence of the heavenly dragon was issued again.

Not only a deterrent to Sima Fei, but a deterrent to the battlefield and even the whole world!

How can he command the Dragon King to stop him from unleashing his majesty!

After all, it was the Tianlong Bayin that had a slight upper hand.

Sima Fei's eyes showed a light of surprise, probably because he never thought that his two drum songs still couldn't turn defeat into victory. Finally, his trembling hands revealed that he was already angry at this point.

A violent light emanated from his abdomen, and it was the Great Soul Pill that was bursting out with intense soul power.

He leaped to his feet, legs apart, and each on top of a drum. Both hands or palms or fists pointed towards the heart of the drum, and with each finger, the Great Soul Pill would release a huge soul power and smash towards the heart of the drum.

The bipolar drums made a thunderous sound.

"Wrath of the Heavens!"

Every time the drum surface was struck by the soul power released by the Great Soul Pill, the bipolar drum would emit a fierce pillar of light towards the sky. The pillar of light dissipated in an instant, but the sound and the soul power contained in the sound did not dissipate, but were combined into a drum song.

This drum song is like thunder, like the roar of an ancient beast, like the thunder of a giant god in the sky, and the roar of a demon king underground, mixed together like the sky is angry, the earth trembles, and the space collapses.

No matter how much Long Wei is, it can't withstand the wrath of the sky.

"I am Sima Fei, the king of drums! As long as I have the drum in my hand, I can't tolerate it, and heaven and earth can't tolerate it! How do you fight with me!"

Sima Fei is not a rampant shout, but he has enough confidence to say such earth-shattering words. Because as soon as the Heavenly Fury drum song came out, the Heavenly Dragon Eight Tone did not stagnate again, but became trembling and diluted, and it was completely suppressed.

"Little Dragon, quickly remove the enchantment, I can't stop it!"

Yang Fan shouted in the spiritual world. Although this soundproof barrier of Xiaolong is to enhance the effect of the eight tones of the dragon, it also enhances the effect of drum music. If the drum music is already stronger than the eight tones of the heavenly dragon, then he is the one who suffers.

Xiaolong knew that the situation was very serious, and hurriedly withdrew the barrier, and the air cover on the river surface suddenly dissipated.

"Ahh

Seeing that Yang Fan was about to sink to the bottom of the river, Sima Fei slapped the bipolar drum, and suddenly a note exploded under Yang Fan, shaking Yang Fan away again and falling to the shore.

"Ahem!" Yang Fan felt dizzy, his physical strength and soul power were already seriously overdrawn, he coughed wildly, and glanced at Sima Fei, who had jumped ashore, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

Sima Fei looked at Yang Fan from afar, his eyes were cold, but a proud arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "As a new Soul Pill Realm soul guest, you are already very remarkable if you can force me to play the drum." ”

Yang Fan glanced at Sima Fei viciously, his heart full of unwillingness.

Of course he was not reconciled, after fighting Yang Tao, although he already knew that the Great Soul Pill Realm was very powerful, and it was very difficult for him to win, it was not that he had no chance. But the problem is that the fight with Yang Tao has made him use too many resources, and he has also consumed too much physical strength and soul power. If he was in his heyday, he might not have been so embarrassed by Sima Fei.

Sima Fei walked a few steps towards Yang Fan and said, "The prince of the Guogong Mansion is really extraordinary, it seems that you have more secrets besides that good piano." The sound soul killing technique just now is not simple, and it actually has Long Wei. ”

"Maybe I can keep you alive and let me know more secrets. ”

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, but still couldn't stand up, so he could only sit on the grass reluctantly.

"It's okay to take my life. To know more secrets, it is impossible. Yang Fan said coldly.

Hu Yue walked up to Sima Fei's side and said, "Master, kill him quickly." His master is Mr. Tu Da, so as not to have long nights and dreams. ”

Sima Fei sneered: "What about Mr. Tu Da, in the eyes of the sect master, he is just a clown who jumps off the beam. Besides, a friend in the sect has already delivered me a message, and he didn't feel the breath of Mr. Tu Da in Yujing City. ”

Hearing this, Yang Fan and Hu Yue were shocked.

How incredible is it to be able to feel the breath of a certain person in a city? Is Mr. Tu Da so powerful that he is unique enough to make people feel it, or is that perceiver too strong to be able to distinguish everyone's breath?

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