Chapter Seventy-One: The Second Transformation of the Heavenly Wolf

This shocking reversal simply surprised everyone present, but they didn't expect that Jiang Feng not only forced out the Soul Extermination Needle in a short period of time, but also turned against the guest and shot the Soul Exterminating Needle into Fang Ziyuan's face Zheng

Seeing that Jiang Feng was fine, Wan Lao's eyes widened, and his beard shook wildly because of excitement. scolded in his heart: This pistachio always makes me sweat for him.

But then a series of surprises followed, and he turned and asked:

"Master Yan, if you are hit by that soul killing needle, can you still force it out in this short period of time?"

At this time, Yan Shi was also excited, and the wrinkles on his brows were relaxed. Hearing Wan Laowei's question, his heart was also in a trance, because they thought of it together: he asked himself that he definitely didn't have the strength to force out the soul extermination needle in such a short period of time.

Yan Shi shook his head, sighed and said:

"It's getting more and more difficult for me to figure it out. This soul-destroying needle is a wisp of remnant soul with a powerful man. Even if it is broken, it is impossible to force it out so easily, not to mention that he can still turn against the guest and turn it into his own use, as far as this ability is concerned, the old man absolutely does not have it. ”

Wan Lao Wei seemed to have expected Master Yan to be like this, so he didn't have much touch on Master Yan's words. He just looked at Jiang Feng in the field silently, let out a long breath, and said with a slight smile:

"In the past, since I was driven away by my family and lost my beloved apprentice, I just wanted to live in the world and grow old. But now, I suddenly want to live longer, because I really want to see how far this kid can go in the end, and I'm really looking forward to that!"

Master Yan nodded and said:

"This son is vigorous and resolute, has clear grievances, and has a flexible brain, so he is a material that can be made. Since this son appeared, my years of silence have also been broken by him. Now, we can only do our best to take good care of him, and as for how far he can go in the future, we can only depend on his creation. ”

"yes!"

The two old men nodded in unison.

At the same time, Fang Ziyuan, who was lying on the ground, writhed his body frantically and kept wailing. He clutched his head tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to insert his hand into it and take out the soul killing needle, without any soul power, he could only endure the torture in pain.

When everyone on the stage saw Fang Ziyuan's appearance, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Fang Ziyuan was at the pinnacle of the ninth order of soul building, but he didn't expect to be tortured like this by the Soul Destroying Needle. Even many people couldn't bear it, turned their heads back, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Ouyang Qing looked at Fang Ziyuan indifferently, and slowly spit out a few words, without any emotion:

"You shall not live if you have done your own iniquity!"

All the big families felt that they were worth it at this time. I didn't expect to see such a wonderful battle in the Fang family today, and even took out the Soul Destroying Needle, which was a feast for the eyes. At the same time, they didn't expect that a young man surnamed Jiang, who was called a waste, would be shocked to kill Fang Ziyuan, let alone what means he used.

Fang Wenxing looked at Fang Ziyuan, who was rolling on the ground, and the cup in front of him was crushed by his "bang". At this time, his heart was like a knife, and his face had begun to distort, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't care about the rules of the bloody battle, and said angrily:

"Enough, don't stop yet!"

Hearing his son's wail, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a needle, and he never imagined that things would go out of his imagination and develop to this point.

He flew to the stage and slapped continuously on Fang Ziyuan's back, and after a while, Fang Ziyuan's wailing gradually subsided.

But Fang Wenxing knew that this was only temporarily suppressing the Soul Exterminating Needle in his knowledge of the sea, and if he wanted to be completely forced out, he still needed to work with a few of his elders to do it.

However, how did this evil seed in front of me force it out, I bought it from the auction house in the Qinglan National Capital with great effort and a lot of money, could it be that this son actually has soul power?

No way!

Fang Wenxing immediately ruled out this idea. Thinking that the people who have the power of the soul are all powerful people, and only those who are above the third-grade spirit master have the slightest possibility of cultivating, and this evil seed in front of him is never so endowed.

Could it be that he was carrying a spiritual treasure that expelled the Soul Exterminating Needle? Fang Wenxing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had already decided in his heart that this son must be pregnant with this kind of treasure.

Fang Wenxing put Fang Ziyuan aside, stood up, looked at Jiang Feng coldly, his face was gloomy, and he said in a tone that was unquestionable:

"Take out the soul killing needle on Yuan'er's body, I will spare you from dying today. Otherwise, I'll tear you to pieces. ”

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth rose, and the back of his hand wiped the blood marks on the corners of his mouth vigorously. I thought that this Fang Wenxing was really not stupid, if they forcibly drove away the Soul Destroying Needle, it was very likely that Fang Ziyuan would become demented, if I took it out, it would be able to reduce this risk. He sneered and said:

"Uncle Fang, the rules of this bloody battle, you must know better than anyone else. Before this contest is over, you interfere with it, are you too disrespectful of the rules that have been handed down for thousands of years? Besides, are you begging for mercy?"

Fang Wenxing's lips trembled slightly:

"Rules? In my case, strength is the rules. I only ask you, do you take it or not?"

Jiang Feng snorted coldly, not taking his threat into account at all:

"Your son is despicable, and you are even more shameless! When I had the Soul Destroying Needle in my body, why didn't you ask your son to take it out for me. You can't bear the same pain when you put it on your own relatives? ”

Being reprimanded by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of all the big families, Fang Wenxing's face turned pale, and he was extremely embarrassed.

I saw Fang Wenxing take a step forward and lightly step on the ground, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation suddenly appeared. He raised his forehead and looked down at Jiang Feng like an ant, his fierce gaze was already a murderous intent that could not be concealed:

"I'll ask you one last time: do you take it, or don't you take it?"

Jiang Feng stood stubbornly in place, his eyes were full of unyielding looks, and he said word by word:

"Don't take it!"

Everyone was completely shocked, they didn't expect Jiang Feng to be so indomitable in the face of someone who might take over as the head of the family in the future, without the slightest concession.

In the face of a person in the middle stage of the Enlightenment Realm, what kind of confidence does this young man have to come to this point.

"Yes, there is, but now is your time of death. ”

Fang Wenxing suddenly made a move, pointed out, and at his fingertips, a familiar gray-white spiritual power condensed out. But the next scene completely stunned everyone, the cloud-piercing thorn was like a gray lightning, "whoosh", and went straight to Jiang Feng.

"Quickly dodge Feng, you can't resist it!"

Fang Wenhong was shocked, he didn't expect Fang Wenxing to cultivate the Cloud Piercing Thorn to such an extent, he could compress his spiritual power to such a point, and he could even do it without caring about his face, and he could even make a move on a junior.

"Fang Wenxing, you are so shameless, bullying a generation like this. ”

Wan Lao Wei shouted hoarsely, and at the same time, his body took a step forward, and he and Fang Wenhong went straight to the martial arts stage.

But it was too late for all of this, and that gray ray, like a god of death, came to Jiang Feng's side.

At this time, Jiang Feng suddenly roared in alarm, the aura of the wolf demon beast burst out, the wind was raging, and the stone slab under his feet that could withstand the blow of the Spirit Opening Realm had already begun to crack.

He stretched out his right hand, pointed out, and a white light came into being, and a few words came out of his mouth:

"Wolf two changes - bone kill!"