"Badao! I'll hit your lungs! What are you hiding!" Seeing the Badao dodging the soul rush, Luo Feng sneered.

"Damn! Lao Tzu can hide if he wants!

"A dignified leader, a C-level fighting soul, was actually frightened by the soul skills of a D-class soul hunter, do you still want face?"

Luo Feng was bent on aggressively attacking the Badao and forcing the Badao to catch the soul rush, because this was the only chance he could think of at the moment.

"Commander!

"Commander, we've got your back behind you!"

"Regiment Commander! Don't be cowardly! Harden him! Just kill him!"

......

The surrounding fighting spirit minions began to cheer for the sword.

In fact, these fighting soul minions are selfish, if the sword is always dodging the soul rush like this, then they will be unlucky to stand on the sidelines and watch the battle, maybe when they are not careful, a soul rush will take their lives, then they will inevitably die too unjustly.

Of course, they can choose to leave here, but how many times can they see such an exciting battle in a lifetime, so they don't want to miss it.

For the flag-waving cheers behind him, Ba Dao felt bitter in his heart, and he wanted to scold: "Damn! Let Lao Tzu be tough! You dogs! Do you know how terrifying that soul skill is!"

Of course, these words are just thinking about it in my heart, if I say it, it will inevitably be a little long Luo Feng's ambition and destroy my prestige.

"Spirit hunter! Don't be arrogant! There is a kind of eating Lao Tzu with a knife!" In the face of Luo Feng's ridicule, the sword was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he raised the big knife and slashed over.

"Soul Rush!"

Seeing that the soul rush was attacking again, the overlord knife changed direction, dodged the soul rush, and then continued to kill Luo Feng.

"I'll take your lungs!" Seeing that the sword dodged the soul rush, Luo Feng couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Soul rush!"

It was another three soul rushes in a row, slashing towards the tyrant sword.

"Your soul skills are indeed strong! But!

The sword shouted violently, and then changed direction again, once again dodging the impact of the three soul rushes.

After all, Ba Dao was a C-level fighting spirit, and after a few flashes, he had already rushed in front of Luo Feng.

"Break the sky!"

The big knife in the hand of the sword slashed at Luo Feng with all his might.

Facing the big sword that was close at hand, Luo Feng didn't have the space to use his soul charge, only to see him holding the giant sword with both hands and looking at the big sword head-on.

Clang!

There was a loud bang.

With a huge impact, Luo Feng's body, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards and glided on the ground for a long distance before stopping.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood, mixed with shattered internal organs, was spit out by Luo Feng.

C-level cultivation, combined with C-level soul skills, this damage is indeed enough for Luo Feng to drink a pot.

On the other hand, the overlord knife, before the huge impact, only took two small steps back, and did not receive any substantial damage.

"I'll give you a lung!"

At this moment, Luo Feng finally knew how far he was from the sword, and at the same time, his eyes looked at the summer on the side of the martial arts training field.

Looking at Summer's bland expression and indifferent eyes, it was obvious that Summer had no intention of helping.

Luo Feng knew that it was impossible to count on the summer, and now he might be on his own.

On the other side, Ba Dao also looked at Xia, he wanted to see how Xia reacted after he injured Luo Feng.

When he saw that Xia was still standing by, Ba Dao was finally completely relieved, although he didn't know why Xia wanted Luo Feng to die, but it didn't matter, he didn't care, he only knew that between him and Luo Feng, he could only live one, so Luo Feng had to die.

"Spirit Hunter! Look at the knife!" The sword that occupied an absolute advantage, full of confidence, killed Luo Feng again.

"I'll take your lungs! Who do you look down on!" Looking at the overlord knife with a wild smile on his face, Luo Feng said angrily.

"Soul Rush!"

With a loud shout, five consecutive soul rushes split out instantly.

"!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

......

When the Five Soul Rush appeared in the field of vision of all the Fighting Souls, those Fighting Soul Minions behind the Overlord Sword immediately dispersed, for fear of being killed by the Soul Chong by mistake.

The five soul rushes forward side by side, sealing the horizontal escape path of the tyrant sword.

"Hmph! Lao Tzu wants you to know that your soul skills are useless!"

I saw that Badao's feet slammed on the ground, and his body jumped high, narrowly avoiding the attack of the soul rush.

Looking at the soul rush that passed by him, a sarcastic smile appeared on Badao's face, and he felt that he was completely in control of the situation.

"Soul Rush!"

Just as the Overlord Knife laughed at the Soul Rush for not being able to hit him, another Soul Rush slashed at him.

The overlord sword whose body was vacated in the air could no longer dodge this soul rush, so he could only resist hard.

However, this did not make him feel the slightest fear, after all, the strength is here.

"Break the sky!"

With a loud shout, the big knife in the hand of the tyrant slashed at the oncoming soul rush.

Clang!

With a loud bang, the overlord knife directly shattered the soul rush, and the next second...

"Soul Rush!"

Another blow of soul rush, slashing towards the sword.

"Lao Tzu..."

The overlord had just shattered a soul rush, and before he had time to regain his momentum, he couldn't use the 'Heaven Breaking Slash' at all, so he put the big knife across his chest to resist the incoming soul rush.

Clang!

This time, at the moment when the soul rush and the broadsword intersected, the body of the overlord sword was directly blown away by the soul impact.

Under the impact of the soul rush, the soles of the sword pressed against the ground, and continued to shoot backwards.

"Carving insect skills!What can you do to me!" Ba Dao only felt that his palms were painful and his arms were numb, but he never showed weakness in his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the sword was rushed down the martial arts training ground by the soul rush, and it hit a stone pillar hard.

"Poof..."

The ferocious impact shook the sword and spit out a mouthful of blood, but with the help of the stone pillar behind him, the sword finally stabilized his body, and the soul power in his body exploded again.

"Break it for Lao Tzu!"

With a loud shout, the crimson sword light at the edge of the knife shattered instantly.

When he looked at Luo Feng again, Luo Feng was holding Chi Yan, panting heavily.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

After being promoted to a D+-level soul hunter, the soul power in Luo Feng's body was enough for him to use thirty soul charges, but the seven soul charges in a row in the round just now made his body a little unbearable.

Cultivation consists of two parts, cultivating soul power and cultivating physique, only a strong physique can accommodate strong soul power, so these two points complement each other and are indispensable.

During this time, Luo Feng patronized the cultivation of soul power, and there was no time or condition for him to cultivate his physique, so there was an adverse reaction that his body could not keep up with his soul power.

"I'll give you a lung..."

Luo Feng, who was out of breath, could feel that the soul power in his body was still very full, but he just couldn't release his soul power, let alone inject his soul power into Chiyan, and at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to lift Chiyan.

Of course, Luo Feng didn't know why he had this adverse reaction, and he thought it was caused by the internal injuries he had been beaten by the knife before.