Supreme Killer

Chapter 675: Hand of Soul

Chapter 675: Hand of Soul

Chapter 65 The Hand of Soul Suppression

Seeing Luo Feng kill, Xiao Fan was fearless, he still walked forward, his aura still rising.

"boom!"

A blast came from Xiao Fan's body, and people seemed to hear a thunderous sound. Then, they only felt the spiritual energy of the surrounding world rushing toward Xiao Fan's body.

Xiao Fan took out a jade bottle, peeled off the cork, and poured it directly into his mouth.

"Royal jelly!" The crowd showed a look of astonishment. This kid used royal jelly to break through the realm, it was a **** waste.

The majestic soul power contained in royal jelly is not terrible in general.

Even if the peak of the battle emperor was used to break through the emperor, he used royal jelly to break through in the middle of the battle emperor realm.

"Seal Soul Hand!"

An angry shout rang out, and Luo Feng's right hand suddenly radiated incandescent light, and the dense soul power threads flickered, intertwined into a large net, and grabbed it toward the soul sea, extremely hot.

"Soul attack?" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes, stepping on the streamer and flashing back quickly.

The strong man in the battle emperor realm understands the will, and the will has a strong attack power. This kind of attack power is called the soul attack, which is much more terrifying than the ordinary soul attack. Such a powerful reason,

The soul is a kind of ethereal existence. However, from a certain aspect, it can also be called consciousness. Once the consciousness is attacked, a person will become confused. No matter how powerful Ren Er is, it can only be slaughtered. Copies.

Xiao Fan also learned about this method from Shura's inheritance, and he didn't know how to apply it.

However, Wanfa is not separated from a fast word, as long as you are fast enough, the other party may not be able to attack you.

boom! At this moment, violent spirit power fluctuations emanated from Xiao Fan's body, roaring endlessly, and his face showed pain.

That was the pain caused by the expansion of the meridians when breaking through the realm, but Xiao Fan was very calm, his eyes always paying attention to Luo Feng's movements.

Although Luo Feng was only in the early stage of the War Emperor Realm, he was not comparable to Xiao Fan in terms of speed or attack methods. He lived for several decades, obviously not in vain.

"Run? You can't run away!" Seeing Xiao Fan evade his blow, Luo Feng suddenly sneered, speeding up again, leaving behind a trail of shadows in the void.

It was another soul-sealing hand, and came straight to Xiao Fan. This time, when Xiao Fan dodged, he directly slashed out with the sword power of killing and cutting.

An invisible sword energy bloomed in the void, and instantly came to the silk of soul power.

"How can you understand the means of the Emperor Realm? Die to me." Luo Feng shouted, his attack was a soul attack, ignoring a soul power attack.

In his opinion, Xiao Fan will undoubtedly die.

puff! However, what he didn't expect was that his soul-sealing hand, which he could barely catch with the naked eye, cracked directly in the void.

Moreover, the speed did not decrease, and he came to Luo Feng's body in an instant. Luo Feng was shocked and dodged to one side, his offensive collapsed instantly.

"What kind of sword is this? How can it break through the soul attack?" An elder said, looking at Xiao Fan in astonishment.

Many of them knew Luo Feng's attacks very well, especially the Soul Sealer. That was Luo Feng's famous combat skills. The monks of the same rank were basically not his opponents.

But now, it was actually cracked by a cultivator in the middle of the battle royal realm, which was incredible.

"In his sword, there is something more mysterious than will." The Eighth Elder squinted his eyes. He had already decided in his heart that he would not let Xiao Fan die in Luo Feng's hands anyway.

He had some regrets in his heart. He had already known that he had killed Luo Feng directly. There was no need to do anything extra, but Xiao Fan was offended.

If Luo Feng knew that the Eighth Elder had already given up on him, he would have been desperately fighting Xiao Fan long ago.

"Boy, if you are a peerless war emperor, I might still be a little bit jealous of you, but even if you break through, you are still only in the late war emperor. Are you my opponent?"

Luo Feng's expression quickly returned to calmness. Around him, his spirit power fluctuated and flickered, and a powerful aura emerged from him, slowly rushing towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan felt an icy chill and rushed straight into his meridians and internal organs. This is a pressure peculiar to will. If Xiao Fan didn't touch the edge of will, he might still suffer a small loss.

In the next moment, a **** mist bloomed all over Xiao Fan, condensing into endless killing sword energy, and a huge sword energy vortex formed with him as the center.

"Soul Palm!"

Where would Luo Feng give Xiao Fan a chance? Right now he is only in the late Battle Emperor Realm, but the aura in him is constantly rising. What if he crosses two small realms at once?

What's more, things that broke through two small realms at once were not unheard of. They often happened during the trial of killing the king.

The terrifying soul power condensed into a huge palm in the void, pushing Xiao Fan horizontally, Xiao Fan felt a huge pressure, and was forced to retreat continuously.

Xiao Fan felt an icy breath from that palm. Once he was hit, it would very likely freeze the soul sea and block the battle soul.

"The sword of killing!"

Seeing that the palms were getting closer and closer, Xiao Fan was extremely decisive. Since he couldn't hide, he simply attacked.

The ghost war spirit appeared in vain, condensed into a black long sword on top of his head, and the terrifying killing aura burst out. This was the first time Xiao Fan had used the true power of the killing sword.

The ghost war soul, in conjunction with the release of a heavy Shura sword, used this trick, and the power was at least three or four times stronger.

In addition, Xiao Fan had already broken through to the late stage of the War Emperor Realm, and this sword was close to the strongest blow of the half-step war emperor.

puff!

With a crisp sound, the palm of the hand was unfolded by a sword, turning into a violent storm of soul power, sweeping in all directions, but the invisible sword energy still rushed towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng didn't dare to underestimate him, a pair of black gloves suddenly appeared in his hand, bursting with a cold light, he slapped it with one palm and one palm, and after a few breaths, he finally recovered his calm.

"Sure enough, I have some strength, so I will be even more forgiving you." Luo Feng did not show a panic, but the corner of his mouth raised, as if all this was still in his grasp.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a loud bang, and a blue light emerged from above his head.

The blue light was very illusory, like a blue arm, palm facing down, exuding a majestic coercion.

At this moment, Xiao Fan had a strong look of horror in his eyes, and exclaimed: "Eight-Rank Battle Soul, Hand of Soul Calming?"

This was the first time Xiao Fan encountered such a strange war soul, and this kind of war soul did not have much blessing effect on the powerless attacks of the monks.

However, it has a strange ability, that is, suppression, just like the soul-suppressing palm just now. If it is hit, Xiao Fan will definitely have no resistance.

"Since the late battle emperor is not enough, let's break through to the battle emperor peak." Xiao Fan had a fierce look in his eyes, facing Luo Feng, the hand of the soul, he did not dare to underestimate it.

In the middle of his hand, two more jade bottles appeared in Xiao Fan's hands, pouring all the remaining royal jelly into his mouth.