Soul Customs.

In front of the city gates.

Tang San sat on the throne of the Soul Seal of Wisdom and Spirit, looked at the entire army of the sun and the moon, and moved his fingers slightly, and let the whole army kneel and submit, and even the three Titled Douluo were directly crippled by two.

Ge Long never thought that this game would be so easy.

So—

Tang San's previous plan was just to give him, the marshal, a listen, and what to do was completely up to his personal preferences, because he was invincible?

[Fortunately, Tang San is not only the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace, but also the Silver Blue Earl of Tiandou, and it seems that he is still a brother and a brother with the Emperor Qinghe... This is a blessing for Tiandou! 】

Ge Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then laughed: "Sun and Moon thieves, vulnerable!" ”

Yu Feng, Oslo, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan and other people who didn't know the existence of the Soul Seal Throne were also extremely shocked at this moment, not knowing what kind of treasure it was, it was so powerful, and the people sitting on it made the enemy lose most of their combat strength with just a move of their fingers.

"Your sincerity, I have received it, get up."

Tang San didn't get down from the Wisdom and Spirit Soul Seal Throne, he tapped the handrail, and the Soul Seal Throne suddenly differentiated into more than a dozen projections, falling behind Xiao Wu, Guangling, Huo Wu, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Hu Liena and other generals who fought with him, holding them up and displaying them on both sides of him.

Among the people, except for Hu Liena, they were all sitting on the Soul Seal Throne for the first time, feeling the terrifying increase of the throne on themselves, and they were all shocked.

Especially in terms of mental power, he can observe everything on the entire battlefield in 360 degrees without dead ends!

Even if someone in the Sun and Moon Legion makes small movements, they can be observed clearly, and even what the enemy's next move will be, a picture three seconds in advance will appear in his mind.

"Now, the fight will begin, you send someone out first, after all, you are the challenger."

Aolong got up slowly, his cheeks were covered with sweat, and he looked at the two Yi Hongchen and Jun Youwei beside him who couldn't get up due to a broken spine, as well as the large number of soldiers behind him who couldn't get up, and couldn't help but roar: "Why do you humiliate me so much!" ”

"I'll count to three." Tang San stretched out three fingers to himself, "If you don't send someone, then you don't have to go back, even if it's a bad guest, we will treat it well." ”

"Three."

A trace of sweat seeped out of Aolong's forehead again, realizing that he was now a fish and the other party was a sword, if he didn't agree, I was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out.

Escape?

No chance.

Now, he can only delay time, he has secretly passed the information to the side of Xiaohai City through the communication soul guide, and the three worshippers will definitely come to save them.

"Two."

Aolong said to the soul saint on the side: "Fenghe, you go first." ”

"Yes." The soul saint named Fenghe swallowed his saliva, but he still shouted, gave himself courage, held a soul guide spear, and a pair of white wings grew from his back, fell into the middle of the battlefield, and shouted: "Fenghe, seventy-eight level soul saint, who dares to fight with me!" ”

"This man is very brave." Yu Feng smiled, eager to try, and when he saw Tang San nodding, he left the Soul Seal Throne, flapped his wings and flew, and came to Feng He, and said, "Yu Feng, sixty-one level Soul Emperor." ”

Hearing that the other party was just a Soul Emperor, Feng He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and in the spirit of delaying time, he mocked: "Just a Soul Emperor, dare to come to fight me?" ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Yu Feng sneered, and didn't speak, but the martial soul possessed, two yellow, two purple and two black, six soul rings, appeared in turn.

Seeing this, Fenghe knew that the other party was going to make a move, and he also released the soul ring, one white, two yellow, two purple and two black, among the seven soul rings, the first soul ring was white.

Behind the wind, the wings spread out and flew into the sky.

Toyowa is also soaring, chasing each other, and the two clash in the air, testing each other's strength, speed, and defense.

Through a short fight, Yu Feng has already sensed that the strength of the opponent's flesh is not as good as his own, and the way he flies is also straight, not as flexible as himself.

"So, I'm already so strong?"

Yufeng sensed the whirlwind brought by the other party's flight, smiled, and spread his wings, like a swooping eagle, crashing towards Fenghe.

"To perish together?"

Toyowa was startled, if he was hit by the other party, even if he could survive, he would definitely be seriously injured, and how could the other party launch a suicide attack on him?

Therefore, Fenghe predicted the position in advance, predicted the direction of the impact of the wind, and avoided it as soon as possible.

Swish!

A flash of white light sliced through the intimate armor worn by the wind, and a huge cut was made in his chest.

This is the first soul skill of the wind: the Wing Blade.

With the acceleration of the falling gravity, the moment he got close to the opponent, he instantly used the first soul technique to split the opponent in half... Yufeng imagined it like this, but unfortunately, he was avoided by the other party.

"As a soul saint, I still have some ability." At the moment when he missed the other party, Yu Feng secretly commented in his heart, "But in terms of strength, it is weaker than the soul saint of ordinary bird martial souls, especially in terms of reaction speed, it is even worse than a notch, is it because you are used to using soul guides?" ”

The moment he turned his head, Yu Feng found that Feng He, who had a scar on his chest, endured the pain and aimed the spear in his hand at him, and at the moment when the soul power was injected, the spear head suddenly lit up with a ball of light, emitting a white light.

But the wind had already reacted, and dodged in an instant, spinning around the opponent in an elegant way, so fast that it even set off a hurricane, trapping it in it.

And he himself, as if he was not flying in the air, but swimming in a whirlwind, quite chic.

"It's good to resist the wind." Yu Tianheng sighed, "It seems that in these days of adventure on the mainland, he has not wasted his cultivation, not only has he been promoted to the level of the Soul Emperor, but without using the soul technique, he can actually rely on the advantage of the martial soul to set off such a violent wind, it is like controlling the wind." ”

Manipulating the wind?

No!

It's about manipulating the airflow.

Tang San showed a look of relief, and said secretly: "It seems that Yu Feng has engraved my suggestion in the bottom of his heart, when training, he must always feel the flow of the airflow, and then the wind element carried by his own martial soul will pull the airflow of the general environment and gather it, so as to achieve the purpose of controlling the airflow." ”

Shhh

As the hurricane took shape, Toyowa felt as if his whole body was being scraped by countless blades, his flesh and blood were stripped of his skeleton little by little, the operation of his soul power was blocked, and his soul skills could not be used, so he could only passively accept the destruction of the hurricane.

"Cyclone Wind Chime Slash!"

Listening to the soft shout of the wind, the white figure seemed to turn into a blade, flashing in the rapid hurricane, and constantly flashing past Fenghe.

Ding Ding Ding!

Every time the white "blade" slashed through Toyowa's body, it made a sound like a light bell, and the crisp sound was so moving, as if it was not cutting the enemy, but playing a beautiful music······

(End of chapter)