Chapter Eighty-Five: Xi Xiangnan Dies
Xi Xiangnan couldn't believe it, how could a small kingdom have a soul cultivator, this is the legendary invincible existence of the same level, no, it shouldn't be said to be invincible at the same level, even if it is overstepping, it is invincible.
However, the soul cultivator disappeared after the ancient period, gradually annihilated in the long river of history, and was forgotten, how could he be met today.
"Oh, you actually know about soul cultivators?"
Mu Feng was slightly surprised, the people in the world who knew about soul cultivators couldn't say that there were none, but there were definitely only a handful, and they were all old antiques who had lived for an unknown number of years, and Xi Xiangnan, a small half-step heavenly monarch, how could he know about the existence of soul cultivators?
"You are really a soul cultivator!" Xi Xiangnan's eyes immediately widened, and his expression was incredulous.
Soul Cultivator!
These four words are enough to shock the world.
If it spreads, it will inevitably cause an uproar.
Coincidentally, if he hadn't happened to see the introduction of soul cultivators in a broken ancient book, who would have thought that there would be such a perverted existence in this world.
Invincible at the same level.
Invincible over the ranks.
Kill invisibly.
There is no way to avoid it.
This kind of person shouldn't exist, it disrupts the balance of the martial arts world too much.
Originally, Xi Xiangnan thought that the soul cultivator was made up, or that his ability was deliberately exaggerated, but today he saw Mu Feng's attack method, which happened to be the same as the one described in the book, which made him realize the horror of the soul cultivator.
"No wonder you are so fearless, soul cultivator, you do have the capital of pride. ”
Xi Xiangnan sneered: "But you still can't help me with this alone, and it's easy for me to kill you." ”
Soul cultivators, invincible!
This is relative to the human race, against their demon race, at most they are invincible at the same level, fortunately, Mu Feng only has the Earth Yuan Realm, otherwise, his little life will really be left here.
"You're right, if I had been limited to this, I would have died today. ”
Mu Feng nodded seriously, "It's a pity, this is what will kill you." ”
"What?"
Before Xi Xiangnan could react, he felt as if his head had been slammed with a hammer, and the pain was unbearable.
Immediately after, an earth-shattering force locked on him, and he felt his soul tremble in the face of this huge force.
"Death of the gods, slash!"
As soon as Mu Feng's words fell, he saw a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, and a weapon that looked like a sword but not a knife appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the overwhelming coercion enveloped this space.
The colorful brilliance spreads out in all directions, like a bright lamp, and wherever the brilliance goes, the space ripples with a faint layer of ripples.
At the same time, the aura within a radius of several miles was instantly emptied, and the phantom of the gods condensed by the aura was wrapped in supreme coercion and slashed towards Xi Xiangnan, who was trembling.
This phantom image seemed to be very slow, but it was only on top of Xi Xiangnan's head in an instant, and in front of the death of the gods, the demonic energy on his body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and he was churning restlessly.
At the same time, a huge sense of crisis rose in Xi Xiangnan's heart, death was so close that he could even smell it.
Between the lightning and flint, Xi Xiangnan used his internal force with all his might, and the demonic qi gushed out desperately, and the originally illusory demonic qi almost condensed into substance under his crazy urging, and then formed a solid defense layer by layer.
But after doing all this, Xi Xiangnan still didn't have the slightest sense of security, and the fear in his heart couldn't be suppressed.
At this moment, Mu Feng brought him a sense of crisis that he had never felt before.
Shout!
Only a piercing sound could be heard breaking through the air, and the death of the gods was mercilessly slashed.
Xi Xiangnan's carefully compiled defense was like a piece of paper, collapsing when touched, but in an instant, it turned into nothingness, and even the surging demonic qi on his body was purified.
"No!"
Xi Xiangnan let out a cry of despair.
He wanted to run, he wanted to hide, but he found that he couldn't move, and could only watch the fall of the gods.
At the last moment of his life, Xi Xiangnan regretted why he wanted to participate in the Hidden Dragon Trial, why did he go to the Broken Soul Cliff, why did he provoke Mu Feng.
It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now.
I saw that the death of the gods was slashed from the top of Xi Xiangnan's head to his feet, and a trace of blood ran through his entire person.
From a distance, Xi Xiangnan seemed to have nothing to do, but if you look closely, you can see that his vitality has been annihilated.
Then, the blood line began to slowly seep out of the blood, and then the hot blood beads fell drop by drop, and a few seconds later, Xi Xiangnan's body suddenly burst open, and the whole person was split in two.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the story mission [Demon Infiltration] to kill Xi Xiangnan. ”
"Reward: 10,000 summoning coins. ”
The prompt sound of the system sounded in Mu Feng's mind at the right time, but he had already fainted.
At the same time, he used the two ultimate hole cards of Soul Slash and Death of the Gods, so that Mu Feng's soul and internal force were all overdrawn, and at this time he was like a dry lake, his breath was dying, and his life was in danger.
And when he heard Xi Xiangnan's desperate and unwilling roar, Mu Feng knew that he had won, and as soon as his spirit relaxed, he could no longer support it and completely fell into a coma.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wentian couldn't help but show a wry smile.
After the demonization, Xi Xiangnan was defeated even by him, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of Mu Feng, which is really incredible.
Although Xi Xiangnan was seriously injured before he fought Mu Feng, it was definitely a miracle that he could do this with Mu Feng's cultivation in the Diyuan Realm.
However, Xi Xiangnan could also see that the reason why Mu Feng was able to win was all because of that mysterious weapon, which could easily break through Xi Xiangnan's defenses, and it was obviously not ordinary.
In fact.
The horror of the demons lies not only in their strong combat power, but also in their almost invincible defense, which is the most headache.
Among the same level, there are very few people who can break through their demonic defenses, this thing is like a turtle shell, hard!
But in front of Mu Feng, or in front of that mysterious weapon, this layer of turtle shells that could not be broken was like tofu, fragile and unspeakable, how could this not shock him.
Thinking about it, Jian Wentian's heart suddenly rose with a fire.
If he kills Mu Feng now and takes all of this guy's weapons and exercises for himself, then within ten years, he will definitely be able to advance to the Heavenly King Realm, and then Gamo and Lan Feng will no longer be his opponents.
And in the face of such a temptation, Jian Wentian was indeed very moved, but with the constraints of the Heavenly Dao Oath, he did not dare to take practical action, after all, he couldn't hold it by chance.