"This monster, how can it not be killed!"

"Oh my God, is he immortal?!!"

Just as Wei Yixiao watched Dugu Bo and the Baqi Giant Snake fight each other, there were suddenly several confusing exclamations.

Immortal? What the heck.

Wei Yixiao and the others turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, only to see a Heaven Dou Soul Master pierced by a big red scythe, his feet hanging in the air, hanging in the air.

The person holding this big scythe, with a big gray back, lilac eyes, a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, kept rotating the big scythe in his hand left and right, stirring in the body of the Heaven Dou Soul Master, the blood and minced flesh of the Heaven Dou Soul Master were sprinkled in large quantities, and the Heaven Dou Soul Master gripped the scythe blade with both hands, trying to stop it from continuing to rotate, but unfortunately everything was useless.

"How about it, did you see the evil god-sama!"

"Hahaha, I'll send you to meet the evil god right away!"

"Remember my name, I'm a believer under the throne of the evil god, Feihong!"

The evil soul master named Fei Hong threw the unconscious Heaven Dou Soul Master he tortured to the ground with an evil smile on his face, his lilac eyes stared at Wei Yixiao and the others, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips, "Who will you send to see the evil god lord next?" ”

Fei Hong wiped the blood on his face, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on the scythe, laughed and rushed towards Wei Yixiao and the others.

"You beast!"

A Soul Emperor angrily killed Fei Hong, it was his nephew who was tortured to death by Fei Hong just now, he originally thought that the leader of Poison Douluo could easily mix up his experience and combat exploits, and go back to manage the Heaven Dou Imperial Family to ask for a knighthood, but he didn't expect him to let his nephew die in front of him if he didn't pay attention.

This is what he has to do with his sister! Only Feihong's head can relieve his anger.

Fei Hong saw a Soul Emperor rushing over murderously, laughed, didn't panic at all, and repelled the evil soul masters around him who wanted to come forward to help, and faced the Soul Emperor alone.

Seeing that Feihong was alone to meet the attack, the Soul Emperor laughed angrily, "A little four-ring soul sect dares to underestimate me!" ”

The sword martial soul in his hand swung out a sword and went straight to Feihong.

Poof.

Feihong didn't dodge or dodge, and directly resisted the sword, and blood splashed everywhere, leaving a long wound from the shoulder and abdomen.

"Hahaha, I'm here, I haven't had a good time!"

Fei Hong, who was bleeding nonstop, continued to kill the Sword Soul Emperor as if he was nothing.

"Humph!"

The Sword Soul Emperor snorted coldly, and the third soul ring on his body suddenly brightened, and several sword rays condensed into entities in his chest, breaking through the air with a bang, and shooting towards Fei Hong quickly.

There were a few more sharp weapons entering the flesh, and Feihong's head, heart and other vital parts were hit one after another.

Shockingly, Fei Hong, who had a sharp sword in his head, was still rushing towards the Sword Soul Emperor with laughter.

The Sword Soul Emperor was well-informed on weekdays, and he had never seen this situation, so he was stunned on the spot.

While the Sword Soul Emperor was stunned, Fei Hong had already rushed in front of him and slashed with a big scythe.

The Sword Soul Emperor came back to his senses, and stabbed at Fei Hong with his sword, and the sword pierced into Fei Hong's chest, but he was still able to swing the scythe and slash at the Sword Soul Emperor.

The Sword Soul Emperor couldn't dodge in time, and his arm was cut by the tip of the scarlet scythe, and blood remained on the scarlet scythe.

"Hehe, I hurt you, you can't run away now, Lord Soul Emperor~"

Fei Hong licked the blood of the Sword Soul Emperor from the scythe, dipped his foot in the blood he had fallen, and drew a strange circle on the ground.

As Feihong's strange formation was completed, the surrounding evil soul masters laughed weirdly.

Heaven Dou everyone Zou frowned, he didn't know what the hell the evil soul masters were doing, what were they smirking at!

At this time, a Heaven Dou Soul Master stepped forward quickly, his mouth bulging, and then spat out several wind blades in the direction of Fei Hong.

The wind blade cut through Fei Hong's arm, but to the surprise of all the Heaven Dou Soul Masters, it was not Fei Hong who was injured and bleeding, but the Sword Soul Emperor in front of them!

I saw that the Sword Soul Emperor suddenly covered his arm, and blood continued to flow down from his arm.

His eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't move anymore, how could it hurt him!

The Sword Soul Emperor looked up at the place where Fei Hong was cut by the wind blade, and then at the place where he was injured now, his face changed greatly, and he thought of a terrible thought.

Now all the injuries that Fei Hong received will be back on his body!

"Don't move! Don't move! ”

The Heaven Dou Soul Master's side also discovered this fact, but they were helpless now and didn't know how to crack it, so they had to suspend their attack on Fei Hong first.

"Hahaha!"

Fei Hong became pitch black, with white stripes on his body that resembled skeletons, and laughed when he looked at the way the Heaven Dou Soul Masters wanted to move but didn't dare to move.

The corners of Feihong's mouth grinned at an incredible angle, "You've been cursed by me, let's start the ritual now!! ”

Raise the scythe and plunge it directly into your thigh!

"Ahh

Feihong's thigh was punctured, but he was still laughing in the formation as if he was nothing.

Instead, the Sword Soul Emperor fell to the ground in pain while holding his thighs, and the Heaven Dou Soul Master looked at the painful Sword Soul Emperor and didn't know what to do.

In the following time, both the Evil Soul Master and the Heaven Fighting Soul Master quietly watched Feihong's performance, and the limbs of the Sword Soul Emperor were abolished one after another.

There is nothing the Heavenly Soul Master can do, and the Evil Soul Master is happily watching the excitement.

"Hahaha, it's so comfortable, did you say yes, Lord Soul Emperor~" Fei Hong smiled and kept stabbing himself with a big scythe.

Wei Yi smiled at Feihong's weird ability, and remembered a character from a manga in his previous life--- Feiduan in the Hokage!

He gasped and quickly recalled the ability of Fei Duan in the Hokage, he couldn't remember it clearly, he vaguely remembered that Fei Duan left the formation under his feet, and he would not hurt the cursed person again.

Wei Yixiao's soul power transmitted to the strongest beast martial soul in the team to attack the Soul Emperor, which roughly described Feihong's ability.

When the Beast Soul Emperor heard this, he hurriedly used his soul power to transmit the voice and asked, "Are you sure?" If not, we have a big loss. ”

"Whether it's or not, we have to make a move, and we can't watch the evil soul master torture our soul emperor and suppress our morale."

The Beast Soul Emperor was silent, his face was full of struggle, he had known the Sword Soul Emperor for many years, and now he had to make a decision, it was really embarrassing for him.

In the end, the Beast Soul Emperor made up his mind and gave Wei Yixiao an order to act.

Wei Yixiao hid sideways behind a burly Heaven Dou Soul Master, and the palm of his right hand was quietly aimed at Feihong who was 'self-harming', slowly condensing gravity,

Feihong, who was happily 'self-harming', suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit by a beast, and his feet flew backwards off the ground.

"Up! Don't let him go back to the formation! ”

The Heaven Dou Soul Master swarmed up, and for a while, he actually forced the Evil Soul Master back dozens of meters.

Fei Hong got up in embarrassment and stared at Wei with a vicious smile, "I remember that face of yours, I'll kill you no matter what!" ”

Pushing away the evil soul master who was holding him, Fei Hong swung his scythe and rushed towards Wei Yixiao.

Ignoring the soul skill attacks of the Heavenly Fighting Soul Master along the way, Fei Hong, who was injured, killed in front of Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yi smiled and fought with his sword, and after fighting for a while, he found that Feihong's strength was not as strong as he imagined.

It's just that relying on his immortal characteristics and weird curse methods, facing masters who don't understand his abilities, fighting poor information, and killing the enemy.

But if the opponent understands his ability, he can easily subdue Feihong if he pays attention, of course, this is for the strong, and the average soul master is still that he has no choice.

Wei Yixiao's speed was much faster than Feihong's, and the staff knife slashed at him one by one, and he could only swing the scythe indiscriminately, and he couldn't touch Wei Yixiao at all.

Fei Hong stroked the wound on his body, "It hurts." True... It's so comfortable... Ah, bastard!! ”