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[Chapter 205]: The power of the soul needle Zhu Yu's death

Does a falcon care about a rabbit's dying struggle?

As for what Zhu Yu said, the Zhu family in Beiwu City is actually a descendant clan, which is indeed a big deal.

But at this point, the two have completely fought each other, and there is no possibility of reconciliation at all.

Therefore, Zhu Yu deserves to die even more, if he is allowed to live and inform the Zhu family of Beiwu City of the news, then Fang Zhi will definitely not be able to live!

Only by killing the two completely and using clean methods can they live a stable life.

In the distance, the puppet and Li Jianshou were about to divide the victory and defeat, Fang Zhi saw that the sky was almost dark, and he couldn't delay it for a long time, seeing that Zhu Yu himself was already in the weakest state, Fang Zhi fluttered his wings and hung above the sky, silently put the bronze ancient gun into the holster behind him, and began to pinch the magic trick with both hands, and whispered the terms in his mouth.

Soul Slashing!

Ground-level mid-grade attack Divine Soul Martial Arts.

There are a total of three types, namely the Heavenly Soul Needle, the Soul Gun, and the Thought of Destroying Life.

Fang Zhi had only mastered some of the fur of the Heavenly Soul Needle at present, after all, this martial art was a mid-grade martial art, and it took many times to comprehend the mystery in it.

Since Zhu Yu was seriously injured, this son was the best candidate for Fang Zhi to test the power of his martial arts, and he also happened to see the power of the Soul Slashing Ground and what its attack was all about.

A moment later, a surging divine soul power permeated all directions.

The invisible "wind" quietly gathers between heaven and earth, as if it is the wind, as if it is not the wind, when they gather together, they are constantly twisted, rotated, and compressed, and when these "wind current" energy gathers together, it finally reveals its substantive form.

It's a transparent force.

This force gradually evolved into a needle, a long needle the size of a thumb.

The long needle looks invisible, but if you look at it with the naked eye, it looks like a wind blade.

This is the Heavenly Soul Needle!

When Fang Zhi used his Divine Soul to perform this technique, his Divine Soul had consumed one-fifth, and suddenly such a huge consumption caused his head to tear and ache for a while, but he could still bear it.

But when he used his divine soul to feel the terrifying power of the Heavenly Soul Needle, even as the spell caster himself, Fang Zhi felt dizzy for a while, his head hurt even more, and his divine eroticism couldn't help but change again and again.

This Heavenly Soul Needle was originally based on the Moon Soul Essence scattered between the heavens and the earth, and the seemingly inconspicuous Soul Needle was condensed by a violent and raging soul power.

Fang Zhi shuddered, the attack of spells and martial arts, people can wear battle armor to defend, or they can use Yuan Fu to resist, and they can even resist the power of destroying the essence of decay with their own strength.

But how to block the soul attack?

The three souls and seven spirits of a human being are extremely fragile, and this Heavenly Soul Needle will ignore the armor on the warrior's body, ignore the defense on the warrior's body, and easily attack the weakest place of the warrior.

That's the horror of this technique!

"Let me see your power......" Fang Zhi's eyes showed jealousy, and after locking Zhu Yu with his divine soul, he wrapped the Heavenly Soul Needle and shot at Zhu Yu.

This Heavenly Soul Needle escaped into the void, not even a sound was made, the breeze was invisible, standing below at this time, physically and mentally weak, about to fall to the ground Zhu Yu, could only shout nonsense there, nothing more than nonsense such as how miserable Fang Zhi would end up if he killed him.

Zhu Yu didn't realize at all that the killing had come!

Fang Zhi was in the sky, squinting his eyes, and couldn't help but get nervous......

Next Second......

The Heavenly Soul Needle penetrated into Zhu Yu's head with a "boom", this soul needle was like a sharp sword, easily tearing apart Zhu Yu's fragile soul, and Zhu Yu, who was in a state of confusion, suffered an attack for a moment, his eyeballs bulged out, his body stiffened, as if he was concentrated by thunder, his five fingers were stiff and flexed, and it seemed that there was an indestructible sharp soul needle from the bright light of his eyeballs.

wrenched his fragile three souls into a pile of mud......

"Knock ——!"

Zhu Yu's mouth just opened, he couldn't even make a sound, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his body slammed stiffly on the ground, without a sound.

The thin willow soft sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Sure enough!" Fang Zhi's expression was solemn, his divine soul observed Zhu Yu from beginning to end, he saw with his own eyes that the Heavenly Soul Needle entered Zhu Yudi's spiritual world, turning into a completely fine silver needle and crushing the three souls and seven spirits that had no resistance.

Although Zhu Yu's struggle and pain before he died did not show it, Fang Zhi could guess the pain after thinking about it.

Most of the time it's better to live than to die!

"If I rely on this technique and suddenly attack the earth, the martial artists of the Sixfold Heavenly Realm will definitely die, and most of the martial artists of the Sevenfold Heavenly Realm will be seriously injured and have no resistance...... As for the Eight and Nine Heavenly Realms, it's hard for me to speculate. ”

After Fang Zhi witnessed the power of this technique, he said in a slightly hoarse voice.

Performing this technique was also a bit unbearable for him, and the consumption of his divine soul was too serious.

"Boy, after this technique is performed, it will take at least two months for the caster to recover, and at most half a year to recover. You're fine, just a little headache. ”

Seeing that Fang Zhi performed this technique, his body was still intact as before, and he couldn't help but feel depressed for a while.

Fang Zhi's face was pale, he slowly fell to the ground from the sky, collected the black feather eagle wings, silently dispersed his soul, and began to recuperate and repair.

The power of the Heavenly Soul Needle is strong, but within three days, Fang Zhi can use it at most once, so that he can be self-digested without being counterattacked, if he casts it more than twice in three days, then his divine soul will also leave a wound, and it will take a while to heal.

This Fang Zhi looked at the silver-armored soldier puppet and Prison Guard Li not far away.

At this moment, Prison Li was completely hung and beaten by the silver-patterned armor puppet.

As long as the puppet has enough supply of Yuan Force, then its strength will always remain at that level, that is, no matter how it fights with the enemy, as long as the Soldier Golem has no injuries on its body, and the Yuan Force is sufficient, the power it exerts is constant.

But Prison Guard Li is human!

People are consumed, people will only get weaker and weaker, and this puppet won't give you time to breathe at all.

The guard in front of him was in pain, dealing with the puppet wholeheartedly, his leg bones and arm bones, including ribs, were broken in several places, and the pain almost drove him crazy.

But he didn't dare to stop at all, and always responded to the endless attacks of the soldiers.

The slightest mistake will add another injury to his body.

Prison Guard Li was beaten so badly that he noticed that Zhu Yu was dead, and shouted in fear: "Fang Zhi...... Fang Zhi ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the puppet's afterimage fist wind approached him, knocking him several feet away, and the puppet swept away again, attacked in a storm, and immediately fell.

Prison guard Li vomited blood, didn't even dare to take a breath, desperately dodged, and threw out all kinds of earth talismans to resist the puppets.

Every time he just shouted Fang Zhi's name out of his mouth, he didn't make a sound......

In the distance, the local chronicle silently put Zhu Yu's storage bag into his pocket and took away the thin willow soft sword.

Hearing Prison Guard Li keep calling his name, Fang Zhi frowned, and replied rather unhappily: "Why do you keep calling my name?