The flames, the endless flames, were so magnificent, so suffocating, a ray of light flew out of the vast sea of fire, a silver blade froze in the air, and then a figure had already grasped the silver knife, and his eyes were full of hideousness.

Wen Chong looked at the man in front of him coldly, only to see that He Feng's breath was disordered, and there were many burns on his body, which still made Wen Chong feel shocked in his heart, and this kind of fire also made him get out of light injuries, which was indeed unimaginable.

"Hmph. He Feng snorted coldly, his eyes were full of mockery, it seemed that the blow just now did not leave much impression on him, the momentum of coercion burst out, his breath was quickly replenished, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person was wrapped in a huge wind.

A whooshing breath floated by, his figure had disappeared, Wen Chong's flames immediately hit several times, without the slightest hint of slackness, the nine-colored flames kept burning on his body, and he continuously laid down multiple defensive postures.

Wen Chong clearly saw the last moment when He Feng's figure disappeared, the silver knife, the figure, and the wind force were all terrifying.

The silver light instantly tore apart a wall of nine-colored fire, and a breath quickly submerged, and the three consecutive nine-colored flames were extinguished in an instant, only to see the afterimage of one person and one knife floating in the air.

With a "hiss" sound, a huge blood opening in Wen Chong's chest instantly, and the flames wrapped around his body suddenly dimmed and were swept away by a wind.

"Die. He Feng's figure was already in front of Wen Chong, and it was another knife, so fast that Wen Chong didn't even have a chance to react.

"Ah" Wen Chong's body endured severe pain, only to see the silver knife come again, blood kept splashing, and in just a moment, Wen Chong was hit three times in a row.

"Soul Suppression" fell into Wen Chong's hand with a broken spear, he reluctantly resisted in front of him, the silver knife separated the soul suppression, and once again made Wen Chong have an extra blood mark, but this knife was not as heavy as the three knives in front of him, because the soul suppression removed most of the strength.

He Feng's return knife was striking again, but he had just been blocked by the Soul Suppression, which made his recruitment speed slow down a lot, and it was this brief moment that made Wen Chong respond.

A blue light instantly rose on the soul suppression, the soul qi was released, and a huge energy aura erupted between the two, He Feng was protected by the silver knife, and all the blue mangs flew towards both sides of his body, making it difficult to hurt him at all.

It's just that Wen Chong's figure has flown out of a distance of ten zhang, breathing heavily, the flames have been completely dimmed, and there is no longer the domineering figure just now.

"You're not doing a good job. He Feng said coldly.

"Battle Spirit! You actually have a War Spirit. Wen Chong said in surprise, he sensed that He Feng's successive attacks just now were not sent out by energy, but from the power in his body, that is, the battle spirit power.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to recognize it, and you still have a little vision. He Feng smiled at the sky, how arrogant he was, he didn't take Wen Chong in his eyes at all.

"Half a soul. Min Lin said coldly on the side.

"Hmph, what about the half-soul, I can also clean up your group of waste. He Feng said angrily, the energy fluctuation at the top of the Heavenly Rank is that it is impossible to truly enter the stage of sealing immortals.

"He Feng can use the battle soul, and his cultivation is equivalent to a quasi-sealed immortal, although he is only a half-soul, but his strength and advantages are still obvious, Brother Wen, how are you going to fight?" Min Lin asked coldly.

"I don't know what a half-soul is, and I don't know where the power of Feng Immortal went, I only know that whoever stands in my way, I will kill whoever stops me, even if it is Da Luo Jin Xian, I can't control it. Wen Chong's eyes were full of anger, and his powerful momentum kept pouring out,

The soul in his hand kept pouring out soul energy, and one after another soul shadows flew around him, and a powerful soul stood proudly beside him, looking at the man in front of him coldly.

"Wind. He Feng said coldly, only to see his figure quickly disappear in place, on the same side as just now.

"His war spirit can double his wind power, and even magic weapons are greatly affected by his war spirit, you be careful. Min Lin reminded Wen Chongdao.

Wen Chong nodded, he had seen the battle soul power, each battle soul had a different effect, the black demon had three battle souls, and the three battle souls played different roles, the black fear of the ghost face, Feng Yi's nirvana, and Yan Wuji's Wuji, these battle soul power Wen Chong clearly remembered.

The opponent in front of him has a wind battle spirit, his speed is several times that of before, and the magic weapon has also been strengthened a lot, Wen Chong must be more calm in order to have a chance to win.

A shadow flashed rapidly in front of Wen Chong's body, and the silver knife instantly bypassed the soul suppression and stabbed towards the door in front of him, Wen Chong's expression was calm, as if he had expected He Feng's attack, without too much surprise.

The fierce soul beside him instantly blocked in front of Wen Chong's door at this moment, the endless revenant breath roared quickly, and the silver knife quickly blew everything in front of him away, just a slight moment, or let Wen Chong have a slight chance, he stepped back, a knife mark slashed his cheek, and blood flew out instantly.

The soul of the town instantly returned to the cage, blocking He Feng's second knife, and an ice gas blasted out again, He Feng's offensive was delayed a lot again, but it still gave Wen Chong a blow to the shoulder, blasting him away for several feet.

"Dying throes. He Feng said coldly, although the offensive just now was not as fruitful as the first offensive, it still made Wen Chong have a few more scars.

The corners of Wen Chong's mouth rose slightly, and he looked full of confidence, not intimidated by He Feng's offensive at all, and Min Lin also showed a smile on his face, full of joy.

"People who are going to die, still look like they are dead, go and die. He Feng's figure moved again, this time, Wen Chong's ice qi was faster and prepared, although He Feng's speed was very fast, but when he encountered a trace of resistance, it still made his offensive a lot slower, but Wen Chong still had no chance to dodge, adding a few more injuries.

It's just that there is still no bitterness on his face, but he is becoming more and more domineering, and he is becoming more and more skillful in combat, although the injury has been increasing, he has kept all the key parts, making He Feng's blow stronger and weaker.

"Wind" He Feng shouted lightly, his battle spirit power instantly soared, and his entire body was full of that power, and the speed was extremely fast, like a phantom, constantly flashing and changing.

"Frozen Soul Suppression" Wen Chong took the lead in wrapping pieces of ice around his body, and then the powerful ice qi had already merged into the Soul Suppression, and the whole body of the gun was cold.