Chapter 121: Ling'er's Special Soul Technique

One Golden Soul Coin per person, not to mention, adding up to two Golden Soul Coin is enough to have a good meal in a better restaurant.

After all, one golden soul coin in Douluo Continent can make a family of three live for three months, but these two golden soul coins are not enough in the eyes of the soul master.

Feng Xiaotian's words did not anger the two people, Feng Xiaotian had already discovered these two people, one of them was as thin as a monkey, and the other was taller and more powerful, two meters tall.

After Feng Xiaotian finished speaking, he looked at the sky again and said, "You can come down too, aren't you tired of flying in the air all the time?" ”

Zi Ling'er also looked at the air, she didn't find anyone in the air, and she flew quite high, at least fifty meters from the ground.

The flying soul master also fell to the ground when he saw the leakage in the middle of the excitement, and the middle-aged man who was about forty years old formed a flanking attack with the other two.

"Hurry up and hand over the two Golden Soul Coin cards today, as well as the password." The thin man said.

The three of them seemed to be in a group, and as they spoke, they kept approaching Feng Xiaotian, surrounding the two of them in the middle.

"You are too brave, there is the Kamikaze Academy not far ahead, aren't you afraid that the soul master there will find out inside?" Feng Xiaotian said.

The middle-aged man with flying soul skills said disdainfully, "What if it is discovered, just you two dolls, I can solve it with just one move, the second and third, you two, kill this man first." ”

I saw that the soul rings of the thin man and the strong man lit up at the same time, the soul ring of the thin man was one white, one yellow and one purple, while the soul ring of the tall man was one white and one yellow.

"Brother Xiaotian, let me make a move." Zi Ling'er said.

"Okay, be careful, the thin man on the other side should also have thirty-two levels of soul power." Feng Xiaotian said, these two people don't look young, almost forty years old.

How long has I known Zi Ling'er, Feng Xiaotian has never seen Zi Ling'er fight, nor has he seen her show her soul skills, so he can practice with these two people today.

"Boy, let a woman stand up first, then I'll teach this woman a lesson first, and the next one is you." The thin man said.

His martial soul has been possessed, and he is really a monkey, and the man's martial soul is actually a weapon martial soul, a mace, but his mace looks relatively low-level, and the material doesn't look very good.

Zi Ling'er's soul ring lit up, and two yellow and one purple shone abnormally.

"What? This little girl is actually a soul venerable, the second and third, kill this woman first, and I will deal with this person. The middle-aged soul master was surprised.

Brush...... Zi Ling'er's first two soul rings had already lit up, she was a keen attack soul master, and her speed was very fast, and she had already come to the tall soul ring in the blink of an eye.

I saw him raise his mace and smash it at Zi Ling'er, but his speed was relatively slow, and at this moment, Zi Ling'er's foot had already kicked on him.

With a bang, the two-meter-tall strong man was directly kicked away by Zi Ling'er.

Immediately after that, the thin soul master quickly attacked Zi Ling'er, and he was also a soul master of the sensitive attack system, and the speed was very fast.

"Ling'er be careful." Feng Xiaotian reminded.

However, Feng Xiaotian's worry was superfluous, Zi Ling'er followed the inertia of the action just now, borrowed a little force from it, and kicked the fist of the thin soul beast in front of her.

I saw that the thin soul master flew out a few meters away under Zi Ling'er's attack, but he still couldn't resist Zi Ling'er's attack.

"You are worried about others and yourself at the same time, hurry up and hand over the Golden Soul Coin card and password." The middle-aged man threatened again, and at the same time, the soul ring on his body lit up.

It turned out to be four soul rings, one white, one yellow and two purple soul rings.

"You're actually a Soul Sect? Why do you have to do such a thing if you have a strength of level forty, you can get the title of a viscount if you serve the Heaven Dou Empire, and you can also mix a good general position when you enter the military camp. Feng Xiaotian said.

This man looked to be forty-one or twelve years old at most, and he was already a Soul Sect. When you cultivate to the age of fifty or sixty, you will have a chance to become a soul king.

"Serving royalty? So what, as long as you kill you, you will have tens of millions of gold soul coins, and you will be rich and free. The middle-aged man said.

"It can be seen that you have something to do with the Divine Wind Academy, as long as you hand over the Golden Soul Coin Card and password, I may be able to let you live." The middle-aged man said again.

"You are from the wind system, and you are also a bird soul beast, could it be that you were also a student of the Divine Wind Academy?" Feng Xiaotian asked curiously.

"You know too much, give you ten breaths to think about it, if you don't say it, you will die."

The middle-aged man was a little angry, and approached the wind and laughing day by step.

He didn't seem to want to be said to be a student of the Divine Wind Academy, because he was withdrawn from the academy at the age of twenty-five, and at that time he was only twenty-nine and did not meet the graduation standards, and after he came out, he cultivated for another eighteen years before he was promoted to a Soul Sect.

At this time, Zi Ling'er had already knocked the two to the ground, looking at the middle-aged man who was threatening Feng Xiaotian.

"Brother Xiaotian, do you need help?" Zi Ling'er said with a smile.

"Even if you are two soul venerables, you are no match for me." The middle-aged man said confidently, he is a forty-first level Soul Sect, how can he be afraid of a Soul Venerable, he doesn't believe that the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in front of him is also a Soul Venerable.

"Then I'll try it alone." After Feng Xiaotian finished speaking, the soul ring lit up, one yellow, two purple and one black.

At the moment when the soul ring was lit up, the middle-aged man couldn't help but retreat backwards.

"One yellow, two purple and one black, Four-Ring Soul Sect, how is this possible?" The middle-aged man's hands seemed to be trembling.

He had heard that the second soul ring of Feng Qingyuan, the son of Feng Qingyuan, the dean of the Divine Wind Academy, was purple, and the second and third soul rings of the person wanted by the imperial capital some time ago were also purple, a peerless genius who killed the soul king with his soul venerable, and now he has become a soul sect.

"Come on, didn't you say you were going to let me die?" Feng Xiaotian said.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's three soul rings lit up, and a pair of wings appeared behind him, flying directly, as if he was about to escape.

Feng Xiaotian's wings also spread out at the same time, soaring into the sky, blocking in front of the middle-aged man who wanted to escape.

Bang......

Feng Xiaotian punched the middle-aged man's body and fell in a straight line.

After landing on the ground, the middle-aged man endured severe pain, the four soul rings lit up, and he quickly attacked Zi Ling'er, he knew that he couldn't defeat Feng Xiaotian, and turned to attack Zi Ling'er, who was a soul venerable.

Feng Xiaotian could let it succeed, sending out ten wind blades at a time towards the middle-aged man.

And Zi Ling'er wouldn't stand there waiting for the middle-aged man to attack, only to see Zi Ling'er's eyes turn purple again, and two rays of light shot out from her eyes to penetrate the middle-aged man's abdomen.

At the same time, the wind blade of the wind laughing sky also arrived, and the sound of the wind blade hitting the wind blade continued to occur, the dust was flying, and after the smoke, the soul master's had fallen to the ground motionless, covered with wounds, very tragic.