Jiang Yun trembled and walked into the ring, and when he saw the expressionless wind and the sky, he felt a pain in his heart.

There is no way, he has the worst strength among this group of disciples.

Nature is the best choice to act as cannon fodder......

"Jiang Yun, Xuanpin sixth-level martial spirit, Zhu Yeqing. Second-level soul handsome. ”

"Please advise!"

After speaking, the sweat on his forehead was already dripping out.

After swallowing his saliva, he arched his hand and said, "It's just a discussion, don't take it too seriously......"

Wind Remnant just glanced at him, didn't say a word, stepped back, and pulled away.

In fact, the strength of this disciple of the Red Moon Sect is also quite good.

In the future, there is basically no problem in reaching the cultivation of the Soul King.

But it's a pity that they ran into this group of demons in the Dragon Guardian Villa!

Demons countless times more terrible than them!

The talent they are proud of, in front of Liu Wuru and the others, is just ants.

Feng Liu looked at the wind and the sky, stretched out a finger, and said indifferently: "Give you a minute, give me a kneel to him!"

"You ......"

When did Xie San get angry like this, a minute?

Isn't that humiliating?

And the wind remnant sky just nodded, and his right hand was raised suddenly, and his soul power skyrocketed!

The Silent Demon Knife began to tremble as if it had life.

Under the shroud of blood-colored mysterious runes, they turned into bright red snowflakes and fell.

Goodo......

Jiang Yun froze in place, only to feel that the temperature around him had dropped several times in an instant.

Stiff and unable to move.

In front of his eyes, it seemed that countless blood-colored bones appeared, turning into resentful spirits and roaring!

The sea of blood was rolling, and the smell of blood was even more overwhelming.

"Wori!"

Although it seemed that there was no movement in the eyes of outsiders, to Jiang Yun now, he was like being in a sea of blood.

Donggong Liunian was also dumbfounded, as a soul saint powerhouse, he naturally saw the greasy in it.

"This ...... It's ......"

Feng Liu waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's good to know, there's no need to say it." ”

In the heart of the wind remnant, there is a hatred and unyieldingness, which merge and become a unique ...... Killing Intent!

And what he did just now was something that he couldn't control, Shura Killing Intent!

It can be said that it is an innate soul skill, or it can be said that it is not a soul skill.

However, for the others, they only saw Jiang Yun standing in place,

is also a handsome and strong soul, in fact, the disciples of the Red Moon Sect, including Xie San, all feel that no matter how you say it, it won't be ugly to lose, right?

Indeed, the wind remnant sky is a divine martial soul.

But in the early stage, the advantage of martial soul was not as great as imagined.

Can ...... now

Jiang Yun was like a puppet, stunned in place, trembling all over.

In the end, even the station was a little unstable.

"How is this possible?"

"What the hell is going on, and why is this happening?"

Xie San also wanted to know what the reason was, but next, Feng Wantian would not give him a chance.

The Desolate Demon Knife suddenly raised, and countless bright red snowflakes slowly fell to the ground.

Reed color soul skill, snow feather dust down, urge!

Thundered......

Infinite snowflakes instantly coalesced together, and under the sweep of the magic knife, they condensed into a rotating blizzard, whistling.

"Throw in the towel!"

Xie San can see that this person is simply a monster!

Geniuses are useless in front of the wind and the sky.

If this soul skill hits, even if Jiang Yun is immortal, he is afraid that he will be seriously injured.

It is very likely that cultivation will be regressed because of this.

They really can't afford such a loss, and this game can only be like this.

Who wants to just give up?

But the terrifying strength of the wind remnant sky made them have no choice!

Bang!

The blood-colored storm instantly dissipated into the void, and with a wave of the wind remnant sky, the Desolate Demon Sword was put away and turned around proudly.

"I conceded. ”

Jiang Yun, on the other hand, was panting, sweating like rain all over his body, his legs were weak, and he knelt down directly.

The scene is really terrifying.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, resentful souls roar!

Straight to the soul!!

If Jiang Yun's heart can be firmer, he may be able to endure it.

It's like that Shura's killing intent, it doesn't have much effect on people like Feng Liu.

However, a loss is a loss!

added up, but it was only a dozen seconds before Jiang Yun was defeated.

The terrifying thing about the wind remnant sky is not only in the martial soul, but also in his terrifying nature.

"Hehe, it seems that my luck is better in this game. Elder Xie, according to the agreement, you have to take out a million soul crystals!"

Hearing this, Xie San nodded in embarrassment.

The flesh pained and took out the soul crystal card, and handed it to Feng Liu with a trembling heart.

"Your Majesty, please smile. ”

"Huh. ”

Feng Liu just smiled indifferently, put away the black card, and then threw it to Feng Wantian.

"It's yours. ”

He had said before, if he lost the competition, he would give the soul crystal.

If he wins, whoever wins, the soul crystal is his.

On the Soul Martial Continent, some country lords are actually very stupid.

You have to do everything yourself, and if you become the lord of another country on this matter, you will probably try it yourself.

But let me ask, is this still the king of a country?

In other words, it is a closed stream to compete, indeed, there is no doubt that it can easily win a competition.

However, as an ace, he will only make a move as a last resort.

In normal times, it is naturally handed over to them, and it can also allow them to improve themselves.

More importantly, it is possible to let Feng Liu know how far their strength has reached.

Xie San gritted his teeth, looked at Feng Liu, and said coldly: "Your Majesty is really powerful, there will be a divine martial soul powerhouse under your command." ”

Now he can finally understand why Feng Liu has only been on the throne for a hundred days, but he can make the people of Tianlong Kingdom obedient.

Not only because of their own resourcefulness and strength, but also because of their grasp of the hearts of others.

Millions of soul crystals, if they can make the strong of the divine martial soul submit, there is no doubt that it is the most cost-effective.

As an emperor, you have to take a long-term view.

It can't be limited to the present, the future of the divine martial soul is enough to reproduce the glory of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.

"It's fine. Elder Xie's disciple is also quite good. It was able to last for fifteen seconds, which is amazing. ”

“......”

How could Xie San not hear the mockery under his words, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "Hehe, then the second game, let's continue?"

"Okay, no problem. ”

Xie San waved his hand and immediately said, "Yun Qian, come on." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately, he saw the white-robed young man, jumped up suddenly, and came to the ring in an instant.

The surrounding soul power is agitated, and it looks heroic and cool, which is quite good.

"Yun Qian, the fifth-level martial soul of the earth, the Qiankun Exquisite Pagoda!