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"Take your glory to hell!"

The black-robed soul king roared angrily, and dozens of thorn vines attacked Zeng Yi like wild snakes,

"You're the one who is going to die!"

Zeng Yi watched the thorns breaking through the air, his expression was not afraid, his soul power was agitated, his sword was in both hands, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the thorns that attacked.

What about even the Soul King? As long as you are not struck by this attack, and I am close to you, you will die by my sword.

The thorns reflected in the silver pupils grew bigger and bigger, and he quickly swung the sword in his hand and slashed at the thorns that attacked. The sharp blades and blades slashed on the thorns, as if they were slashed on tofu, and were easily cut off by Zeng Yi.

Just Tengman, he just wants to stop my sword blade, ridiculous!

After cutting off these thorns, Zeng Yi's figure was still quickly approaching the black-robed soul king, and he knew that as long as he was close. Then this soul king is not his opponent, he can take the soul king's dog life with a few swords.

Lan Che slashed with all his strength in his right hand, and the blade slashed out a long sword qi towards the black-robed soul king, followed by the long sword in his left hand, and another cold sword qi swung out, and the two sword qi slashed away like a stacked wave, with a sharp sword momentum, and the speed was as fast as a streamer.

And that's not all!

Zeng Yi shouted in his heart, his silver eyes shone brightly, and the long sword in his left hand was thrown with all his strength at the location of this soul king, and the long sword turned into a streamer, breaking through the air with sharp intent.

The left hand and the right hand grasped the hilt of the Lan Cutting knife together, and the sharp blade was dyed with a layer of light blue light, and the sword was sharp and sharp, pointing directly at the black-robed soul king.

Step forward and slash!

The four attacks were sent out almost at the same time, which shocked the black-robed soul king's heart, and he could clearly feel the dangerous and fierce momentum of the sword qi that was slashed.

Don't get hit!

The soul ring shines, and the soul skill is activated!

Dozens of thick thorn vines instantly rushed around the body of the black-robed soul king, and the vine man twisted rapidly, forming a tall wall of thorns.

Boom –

The fierce sword qi slashed at this thorn wall, and a fierce roar broke out, and the powerful wind swept into the sky, frantically sweeping the surroundings, raging the surrounding weeds and shrubs, and the smoke and dust rose and filled the surroundings.

Zeng Yi's first sword qi cut a deep ravine in this wall of thorns, but it did not break through this wall, but the next sword qi slashed at the position that he had just attacked, and two powerful sword qi slashes almost broke through this wall of thorns.

Not good!

The black-robed soul king was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that his third soul skill couldn't even block the attack of a soul venerable, what kind of monster is this person!

The next moment, a sharp and cold feeling passed directly to his brain, and this soul king's body was sharp and quickly to the right side, and then a long sword flew straight through the wall of thorns and passed by his cheek, and the sharp cold sword momentum made his heart palpitate.

In an instant, the fifth purple soul ring on the black-robed soul king's body shone brightly, and the fifth soul skill, the thorn cage, was activated!

The next moment, a sword light flashed, and the broken wall of thorns was cut in half by Zeng Yi's sword, and Zeng Yi's figure appeared in front of the black-robed soul king.

Looking at Zeng Yi's indifferent and ruthless silver eyes, the corners of the black-robed soul king's mouth cracked, and he looked at Zeng Yi and smiled.

In an instant, within five meters of his center, dozens of thorn vines rose from the ground, and the vine man was like a python's body, twisting and shaking, extremely hideous, and in an instant, he formed a thorn cage, enclosing the two of them in the thorn cage together.

Hit the trick!

This situation made Zeng Yi's silver eyes shrink

"Hahaha, die!"

The black-robed Soul King's hideous face laughed wildly, and several hideous thorns quickly drew towards Zeng Yi, and even the airflow was pulled out with a burst of powerful force.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but stop his attack on this black-robed soul king, and with a twist of his blade, he slashed towards these thorny vines that attacked like madness.

Lan Che swung quickly, the sword momentum was like the wind, the sword light was like a shadow, and they cut off the thorns that attacked.

Taking advantage of this time, the black-robed Soul King quickly retreated backwards and retreated to the edge of the thorn cage, which quickly opened an opening, allowing him to slip out, and then wriggled the thorns to fill the gap.

Damn it!

Seeing that this soul king ran out of the thorn cage, Zeng Yi scolded angrily in his heart, and stepped on the soles of his feet with all his strength, and the whole person's body burst and rushed away, Lan Che exuded a sharp momentum, and instantly surging with the wind on this thorn wall.

The sharp sword slash attack directly tore a hole in the thorn wall, and Zeng Yi's figure instantly rushed out towards a hole and chased after the black-robed soul king.

Zeng Yi broke through the thorn cage, and his figure flashed outside, only to find that the ground around him was already overgrown with thorns. And the black-robed soul king, standing in front, looked at Zeng Yi with a playful face, the fourth soul ring flashed with light, and the soul skill was activated!

The next moment, the thorns on the ground bloomed instantly, and the flowers emitted a purple mist, instantly forming a thick fog that filled the surrounding space.

This is his fourth soul skill, Thorn Poison Mist. As long as you inhale the purple mist, you will be poisoned, and your body will be paralyzed.

Zeng Yi had already entered the poisonous mist array he had laid out, and as long as he inhaled this mist of death, then the winner had already been decided.

Looking at this purple mist, the black-robed soul king smiled proudly.

Although this person made him very embarrassed, the person who had the last laugh was him after all!

Seeing the purple mist in front of him quickly diffuse towards him, Zeng Yi didn't know that the mist was a soul skill, but one thing, he knew very well, that is, he couldn't let this mist get close to him.

From Zeng Yi's point of view, using this kind of mist soul technique to attack himself was simply ridiculous.

Don't you remember his name being Wind Swordman?

The wind is up!

With a thought in his heart, around Zeng Yi's body, a violent wind suddenly blew, and the wind howled, whirling and rotating around his body, instantly blowing away the approaching purple mist.

The black-robed soul king outside the mist watched in astonishment as the purple mist suddenly blew into a violent wind, forming a huge purple tornado, whistling and raging.

Damn it! How did I forget that this man could control the wind!

Zeng Yi clasped Lan Che with both hands, and his figure broke through the air and rushed towards the position of the soul king, the sword body was dyed with a layer of light blue soul power, and all the soul power was condensed on this sword.

The wind was howling and raging, and the sword intent was fierce and cold.

Seeing the huge purple tornado coming towards him quickly, the black-robed soul king was shocked in his heart, the storm roared angrily, and the wind breath shrouded him like a sword, this terrifying and fierce sword momentum pressed on his body, and the wind blew, as if he was pierced by ten thousand swords.

The speed is like the wind, and the blade exudes a sharp momentum, which seems to cut through everything. Zeng Yi's silver eyes looked straight ahead, and his momentum was unstoppable and unstoppable.

Lan Che cut through the resistance of the air flow, tore through the strong wind, and even the space was slightly distorted under this powerful and powerful sword momentum, and a slight black line seemed to appear in the space crossed by the sword body, passing by in an instant.

Zeng Yi's speed was extremely fast, and he instantly approached the black-robed Soul King like a streamer, and the fierce sword momentum and raging wind pressed on the body of this Soul King.

Being approached by Zeng Yi, under the suppression of the sword domain, the flow and reaction of this soul king's soul power slowed down, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded by the sword, and even the soul trembled under this edge. The black-robed Soul King looked extremely frightened, looking at Zeng Yi with horror, and Zeng Yi's silver eyes like a god of death also stared at him coldly.

The Wind Strikes !!

"Wall of Thorns!"

The Soul King shouted in panic, and countless thorns rose into the sky, instantly forming a wall of thorns, blocking his front.

Zeng Yi slashed with both hands, and Lan Che slashed fiercely at this wall of thorns, and this wall of thorns, like tofu, was easily cut open.

The momentum of this sword is getting more and more intense!

"No !!!"

The black-robed soul king exclaimed in fear, only this sword was in his eyes, and the sharp and cold blade in his eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the sharp and unstoppable sword momentum was directed at the soul.

Before the mission set off, he never thought that he would die under the sword of a Soul Venerable.

In an instant, the entire space, only the fragrance of this sword, flashed away.

Poof-

Zeng Yi's figure passed past this soul king in an instant, and the next moment, a long blood flower splashed on this soul king's body, and then it fell weakly to the ground, and the vitality dissipated.

Soul King, die!

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