Chapter 293: Soul Blade
At the same time as Su Jun spoke, a sneer also appeared on Han Feng's face.
"Su Jun, you still have some skills, and you can actually see my methods.
You're right, I was actually using a soul attack just now.
Ordinary Han family members can only use qi as a knife.
But as the top master of the Han family, I can naturally use my soul as a weapon.
Back then, in the rainforest, that is, relying on this soul blade, I don't know how many enemy troops I killed.
I'm old now, but my soul is still strong.
I'd like to see if you can withstand a few of my attacks. ”
As soon as Han Feng's words fell, he immediately disappeared in front of everyone.
At the same time, the Soviets again let out a scream, and a hole was also stabbed in his shoulder.
If it were just an ordinary wound, the Soviets would not have taken it to heart.
But Han Feng was now using his soul as a weapon, turning into an invisible knife.
This kind of attack with the soul hurts the soul and naturally hurts the soul.
Although the Soviet army has strong spells, in the face of such a soul attack, he really has no means to resist at all.
Just after launching the third attack, Han Feng appeared behind the Soviet army again.
At the same time, he continued to sneer there.
"What about the Soviet army? Have you already regretted it, today I must let you die under this soul blade! ”
Although Han Feng continued to shout, the Soviet army at this time found something not quite right.
The current Han Feng, although he was as arrogant as before, but under careful observation, Han Feng, who had launched three attacks in a row, seemed to have weakened a lot.
Not only that, but the light on the surface of his body seemed to be getting dimmer and dimmer.
"I see, this guy uses his soul as a weapon, and he will definitely consume his soul with it.
So he didn't use this trick before, because he didn't want to hurt his soul.
If he had kept attacking like this, he would have died! ”
The Soviet army guessed well, Han Feng at this time was indeed already a strong outsider.
After using several soul attacks in a row, his body had almost reached its limit.
Coupled with the fact that he was carrying the attack of the Soviet army just now, now the internal organs are almost gone.
Now he only hopes that with the momentum in his body, he can overwhelm the Soviet army as soon as possible.
If it drags on into a war of attrition, then he doesn't know what to do.
Suddenly, the Soviet army opened his mouth and saw all the black gas he had just calculated in his stomach.
After the black gas disappeared, the knife in the hands of the Soviet army was even more cold and shining.
Seeing the light on the knife, Han Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes.
At this time, he already felt that there seemed to be something in the ghost-headed big knife that was about to move.
"Do you think you still have a backhand?"
Before Han Feng could figure it out, the Soviet army had already picked up the ghost head knife and cut a wound on his hand.
When his blood flowed out, he turned around and immediately let out a shiver.
At the same time, the Ghost Head Knife absorbed the blood of the Soviet Army, and the whole body became bright red.
Just when the Ghost Head Knife was completely red, almost everyone around heard it, and from the Ghost Head Knife, there was a burst of crazy laughter.
That burst of laughter was really chilling.
"What is this?"
"I think I heard someone laughing just now?"
"No, what I'm looking at must not be a human laugh, but a ghost's laughter!"
The crowd around them became more and more chaotic, and some of the timid ones had already begun to flee towards the bottom of the mountain.
Most of the people brought by the Soviet army were just gangsters, and they really couldn't bear this strange scene.
But they hadn't gone far when the Soviets suddenly raised their knives high.
At the same time as he raised his knife, red light flashed, and those who were about to escape down the mountain fell to the ground in an instant.
When everyone looked back, they found that there was a knife cut on those people's bodies.
And their blood actually dried up in a short time.
"How so?"
Han Feng's face suddenly became a little panicked.
He originally thought that he would be able to secure this victory by using this soul blade.
But it's clear that he's still overestimating himself.
The Soviet army fed the devil's head knife with its own blood.
After eating blood, the ghost head knife seems to become more bloodthirsty.
The moment he killed those people just now, he actually sucked their blood out of the air.
This kind of weird ability is really staggering.
On the other side, after absorbing the blood of these people, the ghost-headed broadsword seemed to become even more excited.
At the same time, something seems to be not quite right in the state of the Soviet army.
The Devil's Head Knife produced a red light that slowly enveloped his body.
His skin turned bright red, and even his eyes emitted a burst of red light.
"I'm back!"
From the mouth of the Soviet army, a different voice came out.
Outsiders do not know what this situation is, only the Soviets themselves know best.
In this ghost-headed knife, an extremely powerful sword soul is sealed.
If it was in peacetime, the Soviet army was unwilling to release this sword soul.
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