"I don't dare to give my opinion, but if this person is handed over to you, we won't be able to deal with it." The Blood Sun Soul Emperor said hesitantly.

"Can't make a difference? So why not pick up at least one life? Feng Ce smiled lightly, and the extreme breeze on his body gradually swayed.

This kind of faint coercion has a very strong sense of oppression, and the two soul emperors were stunned for a while, not daring to make a move.

The god of the wind, it's really domineering.

But no matter how strong he is, he is only a Soul Emperor, we are two Soul Emperors who lick blood from the tip of the knife all day long, in terms of combat experience, how can he compare with us?

Punched himself, the corners of the Blood Sun Soul Emperor's mouth turned up slightly, "Wind Fighting God, let our two brothers have a good lesson today." ”

Suddenly.

The Blood Sun Soul Emperor's red soul power skyrocketed, and the six soul rings on his body buzzed again.

The Mask Soul Emperor was also not cowardly, and his right fist was clenched to suppress the tremor of his body, "Sixth Soul Technique, Mask Puppet." ”

Beside him, a dark shadow suddenly flashed, and a figure that looked exactly like him appeared!

He was also dressed in black and wearing a black mask.

This is his sixth soul skill, the Mask Puppet, which can imitate all of his soul skills for a short period of time, that is, all of his spirit skills will cause double the effect.

"Oh, this soul technique? It looks like this fight is going to be interesting. A playful smile appeared at the corner of Feng Ce's mouth, and six soul rings rose under his feet!

Yellow, yellow, dark purple, black, black-red, red!

The breeze is blowing!

Two 100,000-year soul rings are extremely terrifying!

"Even if you have a 100,000-year soul ring, so what? Today, Lao Tzu will also let you fall here. ”

The Blood Sun Soul Emperor and the Mask Soul Emperor glanced at each other, and the perennial cooperation between the two had already produced an inseparable tacit understanding!

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique - Devouring the Sun and Covering the Sky!"

For a moment, the sky suddenly changed color, and a layer of darkness shrouded it!

The sky is like a swamp of mud, and every hole is like a grimace, and those who fall into it will enter a nightmarish world and eventually die of fear!

With this martial soul fusion technique, the two of them are confident that even a level eighty Contra Douluo will be a few points intimidating, not to mention that the other party is just a soul emperor?

The outcome of this battle is obvious.

"What, he was indifferent?" Blood Sun Soul Emperor.

Feng Ce closed his eyes, a breeze continued to surround him, and his Dou God Realm was actually suppressed at this time, but so what?

This martial soul fusion technique should belong to the phantom soul skill, so his own phantom mist spine sword is to restrain this soul skill.

A miserable white bone sword, quietly stretched out, creepy.

Feng Ce opened his eyes, and his sword eyebrows tightened, "Since you cover the sky, I will break this sky!" ”

"Phantom! Cease! Mad! Wind! Chop!!! ”

A sword is slashed out, tearing everything apart, and destroying the heavens and the earth!

The shadows faded in an instant, and the nightmare instantly came to naught, returning to reality.

This sword not only slashed through the martial soul fusion skills of the two opponents, but even the buildings within three hundred meters of the surrounding area were destroyed!

The two Soul Emperors spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their eyes showed horror!

"How can there be such a strong Soul Emperor, this is simply not as strong as humans can predict."

"It's... It was I who miscalculated. ”

The wind stopped, and the Fighting God Realm converged.

Feng Ce put away his sword, put his hands behind his back, and walked in front of the two Soul Emperors.

Although the two were badly injured and may have to recuperate for several months to recover, they did not lose consciousness.

"The Wind Fighting God is indeed strong, my Blood Sun Soul Emperor is willing to bow to the wind, if you want to kill or chop, you have the final say!"

The Blood Sun Soul Emperor is also a hard bone, he will not beg for mercy, let alone wagging his tail like a dog to beg for mercy.

"I'm in a pretty good mood today, to put it bluntly, we really have no grievances, and I don't seem to have any reason to kill you." Feng Ce shook his head lightly.

The Blood Sun Soul Emperor opened his eyes in confusion, "Aren't you afraid that we will settle accounts with you in the future?" ”

"Is it up to you to kill me?" Feng Ce said disdainfully.

The Blood Sun Soul Emperor and the Mask Soul Emperor stared at each other at the same time.

It turned out that he didn't take us seriously at all!!

"Anyway, the grace of not killing, I remember." The Blood Sun Soul Emperor reluctantly picked up the Mask Soul Emperor on the side, threw down these words, and left with difficulty.

......

The other side.

Mo Ming and Liu Yuemei had already fallen into a coma.

Prior to this, the Liu family jade pendant on this Liu Yuemei revealed her identity, and this Liu family is one of the four major families of the Star Luo Empire, which has use value, otherwise Feng Ce would not interfere at all.

It can also be said that this Liu family jade pendant saved their lives.

A wave of wind soul power penetrated the bodies of the two of them, awakening their consciousness.

Mo Ming opened his eyes first, and hurriedly hugged Liu Yuemei beside him, the relationship between the couple was beyond doubt.

Then, he immediately noticed the handsome young man in front of the two.

"This benefactor, your life-saving grace, Liu Yuemei remembers it deeply, if there is a need, the benefactor should speak." Liu Yuemei said with her fists clenched.

She knew very well that if it weren't for this unfathomable young man, she and Mo Ming would have been killed many times.

Her life was pulled up by the benefactor in front of her from the ghost gate.

"I'm not polite to you, of course there are conditions for saving you, and you can't refuse." "As for when you will pay it back, you will know the next time you see me." ”

"Yuemei received." Liu Yuemei answered, and then couldn't help asking: "Benefactor, are you really as they say, a famous Divine Strategy National Teacher on the mainland?" ”

I heard that the Divine Counselor is unparalleled in the world, and it is really extraordinary when I see it today.

"I don't dare to be it, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, I actually want to be low-key." Feng Ce teased himself.

Mo Ming and Liu Yuemei smiled at the same time, it was the first time they had seen the Divine Counsel National Teacher, but they didn't know that the Divine Counsel National Master was such a young man, and he was still very interesting to speak.

"Benefactor, what about the two Soul Emperors just now?" Mo Ming couldn't help but ask.

disappeared without a trace for a while, could it be that there was no scum left in a second by the Divine Strategy National Teacher.

At that time, they were directly knocked into a coma by the other party's martial soul fusion technique, who knew what happened.

"No, they ran away."

Feng Ce opened his eyes and said nonsense, obviously he was let go.

Although it is not as exaggerated as Mo Ming thought, it is already a very powerful thing that the Divine Strategy National Master can resist a Contra Douluo-level martial soul fusion technique with his own strength, and then successfully repel the opponent!

"Benefactor, no, national teacher, you have a place to stay in the Star Luo Empire, if you don't mind, you can move to the small house." Mo Ming sincerely invited.

"You should have suffered a lot of injuries, go back and recuperate, I won't bother."

Feng Ce kindly reminded him, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Engong go slowly, we will remember your favor." Liu Yuemei helped Mo Ming and said as she looked at Feng Ce's handsome back.

Feng Ce turned his head, the setting sun sprinkled on his perfect face, and his silver hair was flowing and handsome.

"By the way, you don't need to call me Engong, my surname is Feng, and my single name is a word policy."

Mo Ming and the others looked at the chic back of Engong's departure, and at the same time fell into longing.

What is it that makes such a teenager have such an achievement?

"The God of the Wind - Wind Strategy? Engong, your name Yuemei remembered. ”