Chapter Eighty-Five: The Sword
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In the stands, Honka suddenly smiled: "That masked kid is called Leng Face, right?"
Lin Yu stood aside, nodded and said, "Yes, that kid is called Leng Mian, but it doesn't seem to be his real name, so people can't see through it." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
"Do you think Ouyang Wu and Leng Mian will fight, who will win and who will lose?"
"If nothing else, the winner should be Ouyang Wu, after all, he has the strength of the Psychic Realm. ”
Lin Yu looked at Gunsong and replied.
"Hehe, I'm afraid it's not necessarily, that cold face has always maintained a sense of mystery, and who dares to guarantee that his strength is only the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm?"
Gu Song stared at Nie Feng not far away, the figure standing on the battle platform, his eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, narrowing into a thin slit. It is impossible to see the sharp glint in his eyes at the moment.
"This ...... It's really hard to say, let's see the results. ”
Lin Yu smiled bitterly, if that cold face really still had hidden strength, then the outcome of the battle was really not certain.
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On the main battle stage.
"It's you who don't know whether you're alive or dead, no wonder me. I will use your blood to honor my soul!"
Ouyang Wu's voice fell, and his eyes suddenly turned red, as if there was an indescribable weird feeling.
"This is my strongest technique, obtained in an adventure, called "Blood Devouring Soul Skill"! As the name suggests, it is to use the blood on your body to sacrifice my divine soul and make my divine soul further refined and powerful!"
"What? Divine Soul Technique!"
"Ouyang Wu really looks up to cold noodles, and he actually wants to use his strongest technique, it seems that he is going to go all out!"
""Blood Devouring Soul Skill"? All martial artists are self-cultivation, and soul cultivators are very few. And Ouyang Wu not only cultivated martial arts, but also cultivated his own soul?"
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The crowd all looked at Ouyang Wu with a shocked expression, it turned out that this was his strongest technique, and it was also a stunt at the bottom of the box!
Sacrificing the souls of the gods with blood is really bloody and terrifying.
Just thinking about it makes people's hearts tremble.
"Well, scared, aren't you? I'll let you experience for yourself what it's like to live rather than die. Moreover, I will slowly eat away at your blood until you kneel before me and beg for mercy, and see your life pass away little by little. That scene must be exciting, right?"
Ouyang Wu smiled coldly.
The crimson gaze and the terrifying aura emanating from his body made him look like an evil demon!
However, Nie Feng remained silent, the Snow Silver Cold Knife in his hand was clenched, and a terrifying murderous aura permeated out, and the knife momentum suddenly bloomed.
The knife did not move, and the terrifying sword aura had already enveloped the entire battle platform!
"It's good, but it's still a lot weaker for me. ”
After Ouyang Wu finished speaking, his body suddenly opened, and an even more terrifying divine soul power was released, making countless people present feel the trembling of divine souls, as if they were about to tear their souls.
Among them, there was a sevenfold martial artist of the Qi Martial Realm, who was injured by the power of this divine soul on the spot and passed out directly.
Nie Feng's heart trembled, it turned out that when the power of the divine soul was cultivated to a certain level, it could still release such a strong power!
Feeling the tremor of his soul, Nie Feng no longer kept any means at the moment, and the power of the Dao was gathered in his body, setting up a solid defense around his soul.
After doing this, Nie Feng felt a little better.
"This technique "Blood Devouring Soul Decision" is really terrifying, if someone's soul is not strong enough, I am afraid that they can be killed in seconds. ”
Nie Feng sighed in his heart.
Fortunately, he has the power of the Tao to protect the divine soul, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious. Not everyone can comprehend the power of debut, but Nie Feng is the opposite.
Ouyang Wu saw that Nie Feng's face was normal, and he didn't seem to have been hurt by the divine soul, which made his heart couldn't help but be surprised.
"This kid didn't actually suffer from the damage from the divine soul, so it can be seen that there are still some means. But even then, he couldn't compete with me. ”
Ouyang Wu secretly said in his heart.
"Dead Wind Slash!"
Nie Feng shouted loudly, and a knife slashed out in his hand, and a terrifying gust of wind accompanied by a knife flashed away.
The sound of the wind swept by, but cracks spread on the ground, and the knife wind swept off a few broken leaves, and the dust on the ground also moved.
This wind is full of the breath of death, which is fused with the artistic conception of the sword technique, as if it brings death in an instant, and wants to deprive people of their life and will!
This knife is Nie Feng's weakest knife move, and he can't fully show his strength now, in order to just hide his identity and prevent outsiders from seeing his identity.
However, although Nie Feng did it skillfully, he was still seen by Nie Yunxiong at this moment.
His suspicion of Nie Feng was even more a little more.
Before the sword could be cut, he saw Ouyang Wu's figure flash suddenly, and it was the body martial art he had used before-"Phantom Lost Steps"!
Nie Feng slashed through the air with a single sword, and where Ouyang Wu had stood, an afterimage shattered.
"What a speed!"
Nie Feng was only slightly startled, then raised his head and looked into the sky, and sure enough, Ouyang Wu had appeared in mid-air at this moment.
Those who enter the psychic realm can walk in the Void and fight in the Void. In just a few breaths, Ouyang Wu distanced himself from Nie Feng and appeared in the sky above, looking down at everything proudly.
"With this bit of strength, you also want to compete with me?"
Ouyang Wu let out a cold voice, and with a wave of his palm, a huge sky-turning palm print appeared again, but this time, the palm print was red all over, like a huge blood palm!
"In this palm print, it is also covered with a powerful divine soul power!"
But Nie Feng was not afraid, and on him, a monstrous sword intent was released again, instantly covering a distance of dozens of meters.
All the people who felt this terrifying knife intent couldn't help but have their hairs standing on end, and their whole bodies were tense, obviously feeling some kind of incomparably strong oppression and threat.
And Ouyang Wu was also eroded by this sword intent, as a strong man in the psychic realm, he was actually suppressed by a person in the qi martial realm, and even, his entire person's momentum gradually became weaker under this sword intent.
However, the momentum on Nie Feng's body became stronger and stronger!
"What a terrible breath, and that knife momentum!"
"Could it be that this is just the coercion that will be released by the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm?"
"The momentum on Leng Mian's body is actually not weaker than that of a martial artist in the Psychic Realm, and it obviously has the tendency to oppress Ouyang Wu. ”
"Could it be that Leng Mian is also a Psychic Realm martial artist, otherwise why does he have such a strong momentum?"
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At this moment, the crowd was also shocked by Nie Feng's combat power.
"This breath is so familiar, could it be that this cold noodle is really the person who broke into my Nie's dungeon that night?"
Nie Yunxiong was suspicious, but the sense of familiarity that Nie Feng brought to him became stronger and stronger.
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