Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Soul King Makes a Move, Becomes a Poisonous Slave?

"Iron Arm!"

Within a few days of coming to Shura Village, the Demon Pupil's iron arm was cast one after another, and a large amount of Gathering Spirit Pill was consumed. But now Zhuo Yifan can't care about so much, he starts like a tiger and a leopard, his footsteps move the stars, at the moment when Zhou Wubing's momentum is oppressed, the momentum of the whole person changes, and a pair of arms flow out of metallic luster, refracting broken gold to the surroundings under the lights of the restaurant.

"Is this also a psychic skill? Why does he have something that I don't ......?"

Zhou Wubing had never seen such a strange spiritual skill, and his desire to kill Zhuo Yifan became more and more intense, his face was full of smirk, his meditation power was quietly released, and his fist slammed into it with a violent wave of qi, as if it was indestructible, and countless blurred and illusory fist shadows rolled out with the meditation power.

Bang bang bang...... Every punch was a killing move, as heavy as a cannonball, and the Zhou soldiers under the fierce attack were like a mad beast.

A huge force surged, Zhuo Yifan had to concentrate on retreating, and fought hard with the flesh fist after being strengthened by meditation power, which was simply asking for trouble. With the dynamic vision of the magic pupil, Zhuo Yifan's body moved to the side like a ghost, dodging the attack.

Airplanes!......

Zhou Wubing's spiritual pressure finally stimulated the ring, and after trembling slightly, there was another movement. The spiritual pressure and meditation power around him disappeared at the same time, and it was strangely absorbed by the ring.

Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt the pressure relaxed, and watched with a smile as Zhou Wubing attacked with a punch.

"Hide! I'll see how long you can hide!" Zhou Wubing hit Zhuo Yifan with a left hook, straight to Zhuo Yifan's temple, even a slight touch was enough to kill someone, and the means he used were simply all-encompassing.

"Look who's dead. ”

As soon as Zhuo Yifan's words fell, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the wind shadow was used to the extreme, and it turned into an afterimage and suddenly disappeared.

"Afterimage?

Seeing that the punch missed, Zhou Wubing saw a series of leg shadows shrouded from the side, and immediately gritted his teeth, amplifying the meditation power in his spiritual brain without reservation.

Star Dou Kick! The Twelve Palaces Come Out Together! Zhuo Yifan's eyes are blood-red, and he will eventually be a killer.

An invisible impact collided with Zhuo Yifan, and in just an instant, the two figures flew backwards at the same time.

The Achilles tendon was obviously cracked, and the sharp pain that came made Zhuo Yifan unable to stand upright, his face turned blue with pain, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Poof!" Zhou Wubing spat out a mouthful of blood, anger spread all over his body, and his forehead couldn't help but riot, becoming extremely hideous.

"Why is this happening!" Zhou Wubing's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and a chill welled up in his heart, he never expected that Zhuo Yifan could be so strong without the help of Blue Dye and Le Shi.

kicked Zhou Hong away with one move, and kicked his ribs off, he couldn't do such a skill, in other words, Zhuo Yifan's strength was even above him. But he still couldn't figure out how a small physical cultivation could offset his spiritual pressure?

It's so weird!

"Soul cultivation is noble, but it is not a measure of strength. Zhuo Yifan was a little dizzy, he didn't expect Zhou Wubing to risk the destruction of his spirit brain at the last moment to fight to the death. To make matters worse, he found that his vision had dimmed.

The side effects after casting the magic pupil one after another are finally coming, which will mean that Zhuo Yifan will face the crisis of blindness again.

"Zhou Wubing, I hope you don't provoke me again, I said that when I achieve my goal, I will leave. ”

He knew that he would not be able to solve the problem at the root of the problem. Zhou Wubing will still use his own power to unscrupulously hurt himself in Shura Village, and even hurt Le Shilan Shuang'er. Anyway, they all formed a bond with the Zhou family, so it was better to simply kill him.

It's just that if Zhuo Yifan doesn't leave now, I'm afraid that he will become a cold corpse, and he will be the one. He was holding back a wave of anger in his heart, and he wanted to kill all these people!

But it is not a wise choice to act now.

"You want to go? I see, you're not lightly hurt, right? Otherwise, it will definitely kill me. Zhou Wubing's tone was cold, "Zhuo Yifan, do you think that if I invite you here, I won't invite a master to sit in charge?" Although my father is in retreat, it's not that no one in my Zhou family can deal with you. ”

"What do you want to do?" Zhuo Yifan's body flashed to the door of the restaurant, and several Zhou family members immediately surrounded the door and blocked him, preventing him from going out. And at this moment, he clearly felt the throbbing of the ring.

The warning from the ring trembled faster than ever before with the heartbeat!

"Do you want to leave?" An eerie voice came from behind, which immediately sent chills down Zhuo Yifan's spine.

Zhuo Yifan was stunned, slowly turned around, and a man appeared in his sight.

This is a middle-aged man in a brown robe, who is not wearing the animal skin clothes of Shura Village, with a thin body, a triangular beard, a mediocre appearance, and there is not even a trace of meditation or spiritual power fluctuations on his body, but the feeling that Zhuo Yifan feels is unusually strong!

What surprised Zhuo Yifan even more was that he just glanced at this man, and he began to feel weak, and his limbs were numb, as if he had been pointed. On the back of his hand, there was an imperceptible needle on the back of his hand, and blood was pouring out.

"What did you do to me?" Zhuo Yifan felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the disaster was coming, his face quickly turned cold.

"Are you feeling dizzy, numb, and weak now? Don't worry, this is just a kind of drug, and it won't kill you for the time being, you are disrespectful to Wu Shao, and I am just punishing you slightly. The Soul King smiled gloomily, and a glimmer of light flashed in his left hand, which was actually a silver needle!

"Soul King, I didn't expect you to take action in person in the end. This person will be tortured by the master, but don't kill him for the time being. I want to make him, life is better than death!" Zhou Wubing said fiercely.

"Hehe, don't worry about this. I've just developed a poison, and it's a pity that a lot of spirit beast poison slaves have died. This man is tough and self-cultivated, and I think he will be able to torture me for a while. He will never be killed. ”

The Soul King laughed without scruples, and at this time, the Wu soldiers of Zhou, who was beaten and couldn't move, also stood up again with the support of the two entourage, and the cold light in his eyes was shining: "The Soul King said so, I am naturally relieved." ”

The two of them laughed, Zhou Wubing approached Zhuo Yifan step by step, and his hands pinched Zhuo Yifan's cheeks fiercely, "Boy, aren't you very rampant?

"It's despicable to poison me...... Zhuo Yifan felt that he couldn't stand on his feet.

"Smack!" Zhou Wubing slapped over: "Bold! Stinky boy, if you offend someone you shouldn't offend, you deserve to die!"

"Wu Shaoling's brain is injured, and he is not easy to get angry, so it's better to rest first. Leave this son to me. The Soul King's eyes were full of excitement, and he put his nose up like a dog to smell Zhuo Yifan's taste, and praised disgustingly: "What a beautiful body...... I don't know how many days can this poisonous slave carry my newly invented poison?"

When Zhou Wubing saw the appearance of the Soul King, he had long been accustomed to it, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the picture of Zhuo Yifan being humiliated by the Soul King! Any rampant work was useless under the poison of the Soul King!

"Wu Shao, this glass of wine ......" Zhou Hong offered the poisonous wine, extremely excited.

"Trash!"

When the Soul King saw this glass of wine, he immediately became angry, flicked his sleeves and directly knocked over the wine glass, and then took out a small paper bag from his arms again: "This kid's body is stronger than you think, this little bit of Soul Eater Scattered with water is useful, if you want to use it, use my special enhanced version of Soul Eater!"

"I'll come! I've long wanted to teach this rampant fool a lesson!" Zhou Qing grabbed the medicine powder, and couldn't wait to break Zhuo Yifan's mouth, pour the soul devouring into it, and sneered in his heart: I told you to rob my Shuang'er, I want you to live better than die!

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