My Wife In Douluo is the Dragon King

"But among the dead soldiers we cultivated, there is only the Soul Emperor!" YangMeng said.

Indeed, the highest rank among the dead warriors they have trained is the Soul Emperor, because when they reach the Soul Saint realm, their strength will have a qualitative leap. At that time, no one has cultivated the Soul Saint as a thug!

Even Yang Meng's father, Yang Feng, was only a strong soul saint.

"Xiao Chen must be removed, it seems that I am the only one who has gone out!" Yang Feng said lightly.

"But..." To tell the truth, YangMeng was still a little worried about his father. Xiao Chen could defeat the Soul Emperor and Soul King, but what could he do to the Soul Saint?

If Soul Saint is not his opponent, then no one can stop Xiao Chen.

"It's nothing, I'm a dignified 72-level soul saint who can't beat a 12-year-old kid?" Yang Feng said coldly.

Although 100,000 soul gold coins are not a lot for them, they must not let outsiders ride on their heads, so Yang Feng is going to personally fight Xiao Chen and kill him, so as to keep their Yang family's reputation and reputation. Prestige, if Xiao Chen rides on their heads, would that be worth it?

After Yang Feng came to the battlefield, he looked at Xiao Chen with one eye and asked, "Are you the Xiao Chen who killed my nine generals in a row?"

"General? If I just move my fingers and kill them, can they be called generals?" Xiao Chen asked back.

"However, what kind of people lead what kind of subordinates, your subordinates are so useless, I guess you will not be very big!" Xiao Chen then sneered.

"Boy, you are quite confident! But do you know what realm I am?" Yang Feng asked lightly.

At this time, everyone on the stage was already enthusiastic. From the time when they were not optimistic about Xiao Chen, now many people cheer for Xiao Chen. This is the first time Yang Feng has seen such a one-sided situation.

"Who is that person? How dare you come and challenge the ultimate death god?"

"I don't know, the finale must be a strong one!"

Since Yang Feng has never shown much, although he also runs this Soul Arena, almost no one knows him.

"Mysterious turtle possessed!"

In the stands, Yang Feng released his martial soul. His martial soul was an old man, but he changed his name to Xuangui just to make it sound better.

"Yo, bastard?" Xiao Chen surveyed lightly.

At this time, the seven spirit rings on Yang Feng's body lit up, this is, everyone was surprised.

"That's Soul Saint!"

"Soul Saint? How could the Soul Saint come to such a place?"

"My God, Xiao Chen is so powerful that he even let Soul Saint come out in person!"

Yang Feng looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said, "Go ahead, boy, today is your day of death!"

Since Yang Feng came to the arena, he came with the determination to win, because he knew that even if a great soul master went against the sky, he would not be able to win a soul saint!

There is a thirty-level difference between a great soul master and a soul saint, but there is an essential difference, and that is the difference in realm. The power of a soul saint may be more than a hundred times that of an ordinary great soul master.

Therefore, Yang Feng had strong confidence to kill Xiao Chen. In fact, he only came up for one purpose, that is to kill Xiao Chen and prevent him from continuing his winning streak, so he never thought that he would lose.

But Xiao Chen is no ordinary great soul master.

He is a great spirit master with four million-year spirit rings.

What does this mean?

A ten thousand year spirit ring can make his power dozens of times higher than those of the same realm, adding up to almost a hundred times more.

Therefore, Xiao Chen's current strength is not only a great soul master, but his real strength should be similar to that of a titled Douluo.

That's why he was able to hang and beat Zao Wou-Ki, but all of this was based on the fact that Xiao Chen didn't run wild.

At this time, the auditorium has been fried!

Originally, they were not optimistic about Xiao Chen, but after Xiao Chen's nine games, Xiao Chen surprised them again and again, so they all turned to Xiao Chen.

"Fuck, this soul battle field is really shameless, and even let a soul saint come!"

"That's right, how does the Soul Saint deal with the Great Soul Master?"

"Can't you afford to lose in the battlefield of the soul?"

"Xiao Chen..."

"Xiao Chen must not lose."

At this moment, the faces of Zhu Zhuqing and the others in the audience were also a little anxious. After all, he was a Soul Saint, even Xiao Chen would probably be struggling a bit.

The soul power on her body has been slowly floating up, as long as brother Xiao Chen is in danger, she will definitely go to save brother Xiao Chen.

The audience's voice entered Yang Feng's ears. Yang Feng was unmoved. His goal was to kill Xiao Chen. As long as Xiao Chen died, everything would be easy to say.

And this time it's a life-and-death battle!

If he loses, Xiao Chen will be completely killed!

Xiao Chen looked at Yang Feng who came up and said: "If I guess correctly, you should not be the dead man of the Yang family, you are very likely to be the Yang family!"

"Boy, you are smart, where did you see that I belong to the Yang family?" Yang Feng asked lightly.

"Because a Soul Saint will not easily be someone else's dead man!" Xiao Chen said directly to the point.