The soul is the essence of man; Vitality is the foundation of a person.

The viscera is not only where the soul is, but also where the vitality is nurtured; The stronger the vitality, the stronger the soul. The vitality that is usually referred to is internal energy, but the form of existence is different, and internal energy is the form of vitality released from the viscera, which has an attack effect. Therefore, the vitality in the viscera has the effect of internal strength, and it has a countervailing effect on the evil qi that attacks the viscera. But the dark iron steel needle that Hou shot out was the form of existence of the entity, and the shot was too abrupt, and before Zhou Chen could gather his internal strength to resist, the black iron steel needle shot into the viscera.

The dark iron steel needles that were shot into the viscera were tempered by secret techniques, and they had an extremely strong attack effect on the soul, much stronger than ordinary evil qi.

Enduring the tearing of the soul in the viscera, Zhou Chen's expression on his face was a little distorted, and he tried his best to suppress the pain, staring at Hou Yifei coldly; I already knew that there were such masters in the National Education Bureau, but I didn't expect that Hou Yifei, who seemed to be cultivating only in the middle and late stages of internal strength, would have such a treasure.

It's still too careless!

"Zhou Chen, today is your time of death." Hou Yifei slowly stood up from the ground, his hand moved suddenly, closed the Xuantie steel fan in a chic manner, pointed at Zhou Chen coldly, and said with great momentum.

"Heh......"

Looking at Hou Yifei, who was full of confidence, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Chen's mouth holding his chest, that smile was very calm and confident, without any fear of death, and seemed to have absolute confidence; This smile made Hou Yifei feel deeply uneasy, and a touch of surprise appeared on his confident face, and he looked at Zhou Chen in confusion; I only heard Zhou Chen say lightly: "You are so confident that your dark iron steel needle can extract and stab my soul?" ”

"Isn't it?" Hou Yifei let out a sneer and said slowly: "Even if you want to resist with your internal strength, your dark iron steel needle has invaded your soul; Trying to force it out is just wishful thinking. What's more, now that your soul is restrained by the Darkiron Steel Needle, and the pain of your soul interferes with the actions of your body, you think you can still avoid my killing? ”

"You can try." Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Die."

Unexpectedly, it has reached such a point, Zhou Chen is still reckless, it is simply looking for death; Hou Yifei roared angrily, holding the Xuantie steel fan and rushing towards Zhou Chen, the figure was almost in front of Zhou Chen, the Xuantie steel fan in Hou Yifei's hand quickly opened, and a strong internal force rushed towards him; Then, the tip of the sharp steel fan slashed towards Zhou Chen's neck.

Fast.

Soon.

It really made Zhou Chen not expect that Hou Yifei, who had only reached the late stage of internal strength in cultivation, would show such a strong strength, his soul was torn apart, and Zhou Chen felt that although his consciousness was quickly transmitted, his body's actions could not keep up at all; The moment Hou Yifei made his move, Zhou Chen began to retreat; At the same time, he raised the Eight Halberd Divine Blade in his hand to resist.

"Bang"

Just as Hou Yifei's Xuantie steel fan was about to stab Zhou Chen's neck, the Eight Halberd Divine Blade came up at a moment's notice, barely resisting the blow; Because the internal strength released by the viscera is on the dark iron steel needle that resists and tears the soul, it cannot release strong internal strength, and the strength is insufficient; Under Hou Yifei's powerful blow, Zhou Chen, who was holding his chest with one hand, kept stepping back.

Looking at Zhou Chen, who was unstable in soul and lacking in internal strength, he was forced to retreat again and again, Hou Yifei regained a proud look on his face, and without any hesitation, he immediately stepped forward and chased after him, closed the steel fan, and blasted it towards Zhou Chen's head from one side.

This dark iron steel fan is refined by dark iron, and it is full of hardness, and it has added a secret technique to deal with souls, which is particularly domineering. If this blow hits, even if it doesn't blow Zhou Chen's head to pieces, it will definitely seriously hurt him.

In the face of such a domineering blow, Zhou Chen's internal organs immediately turned into an internal force and transmitted it to the Eight Halberds Divine Blade. Suddenly, eight weapons scattered outside burst out from all sides and burst towards Hou Yifei's back.

Hou Yifei, who was about to strike a fatal blow to Zhou Chen, felt a fierce killing intent coming from behind him, where did he dare to continue the pursuit, turned around quickly, landed on one foot, supported his body, and while dodging the explosive weapon, he had the dark iron steel fan in his hand to resist.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Hou Yifei's body technique was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to resist the eight weapons that attacked, and the eight weapons were knocked away, and they quickly gathered on the eight halberd blades in Zhou Chen's hand; Hou Yifei immediately turned around and looked, only to see that Zhou Chen had retreated more than ten meters away, with a tired face and a painful expression.

"Look at what other calculations you have, if you are releasing your internal strength, the vitality in your internal organs will definitely not be able to resist the momentum of the Xuantie Steel Needle, then your soul will definitely be attacked. Even if I don't do it, you don't want to live. Hou Yifei said with a gloomy smile on his face.

Zhou Chen didn't speak, he was concentrating on his internal strength to resist the bombardment of the soul by the dark iron steel needle that shot into his viscera; I didn't expect this dark iron steel needle to be so domineering, and the continuous internal strength in the viscera couldn't completely weaken its offensive by half a point.

Damn it.

This damn black iron steel needle is too domineering.

The internal strength is not enough to force it out and blast it away.

Just when Zhou Chen had nothing to do, he suddenly felt a trace of squirming in the demon blood in his viscera, and Zhou Chen was overjoyed; Unexpectedly, that drop of demon blood was not as bright as the blood red of the previous times, this time it was only a slight movement. It seems that the Tiangang Demon Suppression Array used by Pu Xiaoming and his group before suppressed the demonic nature of the demon blood, which greatly damaged the strength of the demon blood. Now that the strength of the demon blood is not good, I don't know if it can withstand the bombardment of the dark iron steel needle.

Now that the demon blood has become Zhou Chen's lifesaver, he can't control it so much, and immediately suppress the internal strength of the demon blood to withdraw.

But the demon blood still hadn't returned to its usual dazzling blood red, only slightly brighter than before; But the light that was not dazzling still exuded a powerful momentum, and suddenly, the demonic blood emitted a blood-colored ray of light towards the dark iron steel needle that shot into the viscera, and in an instant, the blood-colored light wrapped the dark iron steel needle inside. Then, wrapped in blood-colored demon blood, the Darkiron Steel Needle gradually melted at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

It didn't take long for a few black iron steel needles to completely disappear and melt, and disappear.

Zhou Chen suddenly felt a burst of relief in his viscera, and his turbulent soul began to stabilize; Immediately afterward, his face also recovered.

"As for whether I can live or not, it's not up to you to do it." The dark iron steel needle in the viscera was dissolved by the demon blood, Zhou Chen's expression was indifferent, he slowly raised his head, looked at Hou Yifei, and said lightly: "However, whether you can live or not, I can be the master." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Chen's figure holding the Eight Halberd Divine Blade was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Hou Yifei; Looking at Zhou Chen, who was extremely fast, Hou Yifei didn't react for a while, how could it be? Wasn't his soul hit by a black iron steel needle, unstable? How did you suddenly recover?

What's going on here?

Just when Hou Yifei was panicking, Zhou Chen's figure had already arrived in front of him, holding the Eight Halberd Divine Blade and blasting down towards Hou Yifei's shoulder; Looking at Zhou Chen's movements, Hou Yifei panicked, and immediately raised the dark iron steel fan in his hand to resist.

"Bang"

The two blades collided, Hou Yifei's strength was not at all, and the Xuantie steel fan was forced down by the Eight Halberds Divine Blade; Then, the Eight Halberd Divine Blade hit Hou Yifei's shoulder heavily, and under the powerful momentum, Hou Yifei's legs bent, and the whole person knelt on the ground, looking at Zhou Chen with a frightened face, with a deep puzzle on his face.