Divine Soul Supreme

"Lost? Unexpectedly, young master Liu Yuan lost?" Liu Feng sat on the ground and muttered to himself.

The old man in sackcloth standing next to Liu Feng's face twitched. Just now he vowed to predict that the victory of Liu Yuan had been decided, but Zhuo Wen's abnormal performance gave him a hard slap.

His eyes narrowed slowly in a dangerous arc, and a faint chill appeared in the depths of the old man's eyes.

Han Xue and Han Yu were stunned and looked at the not strong but very tall figure on the battlefield full of Cangyi. They didn't cry with joy until they rubbed it and saw that the figure in their hands was really Liu Yuan. They knew that Zhuo Wen really won.

"He is a great guy who can turn the impossible into the possible. Every time he meets a desperate situation, this guy can always surprise others."

Han Xue looked at the figure with colorful eyes and couldn't help spitting out this sentence.

In the field, Liu Yuan's whole face became very red because of his neck being pinched. At this time, Liu Yuan stared at Zhuo Wen with red eyes and struggled to roar: "how is it possible? How can you defeat me as a martial artist who has only changed his soul? I'm not willing."

Zhuo Wen was lazy to pay attention to Liu Yuan, who was now full of anger. After giving Liu Yuan a few slaps, he said faintly, "I'm sorry, but the reality is that you have been defeated by me. Now you should fulfill your promise and let us leave here. If you're still tangled, I don't mind getting blood in your hands."

When Liu Yuan heard this, he felt a chill in his heart, especially when he saw the heavy killing intention in the eyes of the harmless boy. He believed that if he didn't fulfill his promise, the boy in front of him was likely to solve himself mercilessly.

"Hum! My young master will naturally keep his promise. Uncle Chang, don't stop the sisters and let them leave by themselves."

Liu Yuan snorted coldly, then looked at the old man in sackcloth behind Zhuo Wen and said coldly.

Following Liu Yuan's eyes, Zhuo Wen also glanced sideways to the rear. He knew that the most powerful old man in sackcloth brought by Liu Yuan was the old man in sackcloth. You should know that the old man's strength reached the level of yin and emptiness, and his strength was far stronger than that of Liu Yuan who had just entered Yin and emptiness.

The old man in sackcloth looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, then nodded respectfully at Liu Yuan, looked at Han Xue and Han Yu not far away, and said, "since it's the young master's order, you can go."

Han XueBei bit her red lips, looked at Zhuo Wen with a little hesitation and said, "Zhuo Wen, we're gone, what do you do? What if they do it to you?"

Zhuo Wen said with a faint smile, "you go first! I naturally have a way to get out. Impolitely, even if you stay, it doesn't work."

Listening to Zhuo Wen's words, Han Xue also understands that staying here with Han Yu is really just a drag. Although the effect of cartilage dispersion in her body has faded, her strength is far from returning to the peak. At most, it is equivalent to the martial arts in Nirvana. Such strength can't help.

Some looked at the young face with a clear smile in front of him. Han Xue bit her teeth and finally left here with Han Yu.

"Zhuo Wen! I've let go of the sisters. Now you should let go of the young master."

The old man in sackcloth grinned, and his turbid eyes were full of cold. At the same time, an extremely strong momentum broke out from the old man's body.

Feeling the strong momentum in the old man's body, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but change his face. However, he shook Liu Yuan in his hand and said, "naturally, I'll release it, but I'll release it when I leave here first."

"Treacherous boy, you'd better let the young master go now, or you'll regret later." Sen Han in the old man's eyes suddenly turned into a strong killing intention and said coldly.

Zhuo Wen grinned and turned to look at Liu Yuan in his hand. Just when he wanted to talk, he suddenly saw a strange smile on the corner of Liu Yuan's mouth, and an ominous premonition immediately spread from the bottom of his heart.

"Zhuo Wen, be careful. The old man in sackcloth has shot. Now he's behind you. Get away."

Xiao Hei's anxious voice suddenly came from Zhuo Wen's mind. Zhuo Wen's eyes coagulated and immediately turned away. He was stunned to find that the old man in sackcloth was still standing in place with a cold smile on his face.

However, out of his trust in Xiaohei, Zhuo Wen twisted his waist and staggered his whole body to the side with a strange trace. Then Zhuo Wen saw that there was a hand with wrinkled skin where he was originally located.

At the same time, an extremely strong yuan force fluctuation also emanated from this thin hand. Zhuo Wen snorted and retreated involuntarily.

A light eh came from Zhuo Wen's back, and then the thin hand turned its palm into a claw, and with a snap, it caught Zhuo Wen's right hand holding Liu Yuan.

Zhuo Wen could feel the great power from this hand. He frowned and couldn't help loosening his right hand.

Seeing Zhuo Wen loose his right hand, the withered hand did not take advantage of the victory, but gently held the Liu Yuan, who was seriously injured and soft on the ground, in his hand, and then a figure slowly emerged in the air.

Looking at the old man in sackcloth who suddenly appeared, Zhuo Wen frowned, turned his eyes and looked at another place, where there was also a figure of the old man in sackcloth, but the expression on the figure's face was very stiff, and then slowly disappeared in some gloomy eyes of Zhuo Wen.

"What is this?"

Just when Zhuo Wen was full of fog, Xiao Hei's voice reached Zhuo Wen's mind in time.

"Boy, as you can see, the old man you just saw should be an illusion, and the real old man is already invisible in the air and ready to attack you. If Ben LONGYE didn't remind you, maybe you might be a corpse now."

"What is this ability as like as two peas?" it is capable of creating a phantom with the same illusion, but itself can be stealthy. This ability is somewhat scary.

Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly became dignified, and the old man in sackcloth not far away was also full of fear.

"This should be the soul skill of the old guy's armor soul! However, such a powerful soul skill should have certain restrictions. According to my long Ye's experience for many years, this old guy's soul skill can only be used again after a period of time, so you don't have to be afraid that the old guy will use this soul skill later."

Xiao Hei's voice came into Zhuo Wen's mind again, but it contained a hint of schadenfreude.

Not far away, Liu Yuan also recovered some injuries with the help of the old man in hemp clothes. Then he looked at Zhuo Wen with a cold smile and said, "Uncle Chang, you must catch this son. You don't have to kill him. As long as you win the ice cold bead on this guy, I will slowly return some pain to this guy afterwards."

With that, Liu Yuan looked at Zhuo Wen with murderous eyes and said, "Zhuo Wen, I said I would let you taste the taste that life is better than death. I would catch the two sisters. Then I would give those two bitches in front of you."

"Uncle Chang, I'll leave this guy to you. Liu Feng, you waste, take your people and catch up with the two sisters."

Liu Yuan looked at Zhuo Wen again, and then asked Liu Yuan to chase after Han Xue and Han Yu with a group of people.

Zhuo Wen looked at the old man in sackcloth with contempt in front of him, and said coldly, "I didn't expect that you Liu family are such despicable people who don't keep their promises. It's really disgusting."

"Hey, hey! Boy, as long as I kill you, what happened here will not be revealed. Besides, I feel a sense of crisis because of your achievements at a young age. I've never seen such a talent in my life. If I let you go, I'm afraid the whole Liu family will have trouble sleeping and eating, so you'd better die."

The old man in sackcloth cracked his mouth, and then an extremely powerful momentum broke out from his body. Then his legs suddenly bounced, and the whole man swept away towards Zhuo Wen like a shell.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly. He knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't change the old man's intention to kill himself, so Zhuo Wen didn't talk nonsense. He dodged the old man's attack.

Then, the yuan force of Zhuo style suddenly broke out, and at the same time, he used the violent walking heavy heaven and mixed yuan Longyin fist. A stream of blood line broke out in Zhuo style table, and the two fists were also full of Golden Dragon Spirit.

"A violent day!"

"Hunyuan Longyin boxing: eight Longyin!"

The blood line and dragon Qi intertwined with each other and gathered on Zhuo Wen's fist. Then Zhuo Wen whispered and hit the old man fiercely.

A crisp sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded. Then Zhuo Wen found that his fist was like hitting indestructible steel. Looking up, Zhuo Wen found that the old man's body surface had formed a pair of crystal clear ice armor.

"Is this a virtual armor?"

To Zhuo Wen's horror, the ice armor on the old man's body surface had no trace of breaking after Zhuo Wen's full punch. Even Zhuo Wen didn't see a crack on the surface of the ice armor. The hardness of the virtual armor obviously exceeded Zhuo Wen's imagination.

"Zhuo Wen, don't be stunned. The old guy's attack is coming. Don't hide quickly."

Just when Zhuo Wen was stunned by the hardness of the old man's virtual armor, Xiao Hei's anxious voice also sounded in his mind.

After Xiao Hei's reminder, Zhuo Wen also recovered, but the big fist of the old man in hemp is close at hand.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed a trace of panic for the first time, and then raised his arms to protect the key, hoping to block the old man's attack.

When the fist of the old man in sackcloth touched Zhuo Wen's arms, Zhuo Wen immediately felt an irresistible force coming. Then Zhuo Wen felt that his throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood vomited out, and the whole person fell straight down like withered leaves.