Chapter 57 It’s too late to regret now
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Soul Saint? !
Flanders, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong instantly looked shocked.
How long has it been since you last left?
It hasn't even taken a month. Even if it takes one month, it would be too outrageous for him to be promoted from Soul Emperor to Soul Saint, right?
Liu Erlong's expression was even more exaggerated.
How old is the young man in front of me, and he is already a soul saint?
Are you kidding me?
"Hahaha, stop teasing me, Soul Saint? Who are you scaring?" Dai Mubai said mockingly.
I don’t know if I really don’t believe it, or if I am pretending to be calm, or if I am looking for a sense of existence.
Feng Yang looked directly over.
boom--!
The whole body is possessed by blue flames.
Just throwing out a fire attribute flame, Dai Mubai felt a fierce burning sensation in his chest, as if it was directly penetrating into his heart.
"Ah——!!"
He suddenly lay on the ground in pain, rolling around on his limbs and letting out a terrifying scream.
"Boss Dai!"
Oscar quickly made sausage and put it in his mouth.
Only then did things get better.
Liu Erlong was shocked when he came into contact with Feng Yang for the first time. How courageous is this guy? He was so decisive and ruthless in his attack?
Flanders was instantly angry.
Beating his students like this in front of him clearly meant that they didn't take him seriously.
"Feng Yang! I don't care if you are the Soul Emperor or the Soul Saint! I will break one of your legs today!"
Boom.
Flender's seven soul rings pulsed out.
The conventional soul ring configuration makes him look very simple and unpretentious.
Apart from the eye-catching rating of 78, there is almost nothing worth admiring.
On the other hand, Feng Yang.
When the martial spirit appears on the body.
The unbearable heat around him had dissipated.
Boom.
The soul ring moves out rhythmically.
The first one, black.
Second, black.
The third lane is red.
The fourth lane, red.
The fifth lane, red.
The sixth lane is red.
The seventh path, red.
boom----! !
Seeing Feng Yang in front of him.
Flanders, Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Yufeng, Shi Mo, Shi Mo were all shocked on the spot.
With wide eyes, he looked at Feng Yang in front of him in surprise.
Even Dai Mubai, who was on the ground, seemed to have forgotten the burning pain in his chest at that moment, with a look of shock on his face.
"How, how is it possible?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"How is that possible?!"
Level 79? !
Already level 79 in the blink of an eye?
You know, Flanders' level 78 has not moved for so long.
Moreover, the most exaggerated thing is the soul ring spinning around him.
Starting from the third soul ring, is it a hundred thousand year soul ring? !
Is this a monster? !
Especially the first black ten-thousand-year soul ring began to exude a strong sense of oppression.
It was like facing an extra soul beast that was tens of thousands of years old.
Not to mention other hundred thousand year soul rings.
The pressure almost made them forget to breathe.
I just feel bad in my heart.
Looking at Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu and others naturally showed proud contempt.
"It's too late to regret now!"
Feng Yang jumped up.
The momentum is extremely ferocious.
Blue flames billowed.
The huge pressure made Flanders tremble with fear.
Under the hasty greeting.
Bang——!
Up to level 70 soul power collision.
The entire air was instantly squeezed and distorted, and everyone felt short of breath.
The people on both sides couldn't help but take a few steps back.
And with this punch, Flanders was directly knocked back several meters.
"The fifth soul skill, Cat Eagle spreads its wings."
Flanders, who was retreating, gritted his teeth and persisted, directly adding a status to himself.
Followed.
"The sixth soul skill, Cat-Eagle Screaming Sky Strike." Put your hands together and raise them to the sky.
A golden light condensed.
He reversed his direction and slashed violently towards Feng Yang.
"The first soul skill, Shenlong."
Feng Yang held Lan Huo and faced him directly.
boom---! !
A month and a half of blue fire tail light emerged.
That moment.
Flanders regretted the attack.
In the beginning, it was just a battle of soul power. The level difference was one level, and the soul power was not particularly great.
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It was precisely because of this that Flanders had the courage to release his soul skills and kill him.
But the half-moon blue fire in front of me was like super magma, and the temperature was boiling to the extreme!
Only a soul ring that was at least fifty thousand years old could possess such power.
Why wasn't Flanders dumbfounded by this?
To know.
This is just Feng Yang’s first soul skill!
Liu Erlong on the side also felt the surprise and shouted out.
"The number one soul skill is actually 50,000 years old. What kind of devil is this?"
"Fifty thousand years?!"
"Fifty thousand years?!"
No matter it is Feng Yang’s girl apprentices.
Or Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Oscar and others.
Everyone shouted in surprise.
I feel extremely incredible!
Tang San also thought that the fourth spirit skill must absorb a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, so as to break the year of the best spirit ring configuration and shock everyone.
result? ?
Bang!
The dragon instantly collided with Flanders' sixth soul skill.
Flanders screamed in pain as he flew into the air.
The blue flame sparks floated in mid-air for a long time before slowly disappearing.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Under Feng Yang's soul skills.
Flanders, who was only one level away, couldn't even block Feng Yang's move.
Just one soul skill was enough for Flanders to endure.
Seeing that Feng Yang was about to attack again.
Wow——
Flanders opened his arms and flew upside down into the air.
"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul!"
moment.
A pair of huge wings stretched out from Flanders' back, and his whole body was covered with a layer of feathers. The pupils in his orange eyes stood upright, and a huge owl with a wingspan of five meters appeared.
It can transform into a giant cat eagle to fight, and its attributes such as strength, speed, and attack power are greatly improved.
A circle of blue flames surrounded Feng Yang's body, forming a ball, and his entire body soared directly into the air.
Obviously, this is his sixth soul skill, blue flame light ball.
Chase him straight away.
Liu Erlong on the ground was dumbfounded again.
This is the first time she has seen someone who is not a flying martial spirit but can fly in mid-air.
Moreover, the speed is simply astonishing!
There is no momentum or acceleration at all.
672 kilometers per hour.
Almost only the speed of afterimage.
In an instant, a Z-shaped blue taillight was drawn in mid-air.
Already arrived in front of Flanders.
Flanders was startled again. If it weren't for the martial soul's true form, he wouldn't have been able to react at all.
"I am possessed by my martial soul, can your soul power be higher than mine?"
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
The two fought in mid-air.
Everyone was stunned.
"The dean is already possessed by a martial spirit, so he can barely compete with Feng Yang."
"Do you want it to be so scary?"
“Not scientific at all”
"Could it be?"
Liu Erlong seemed to notice something.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang on the side.
"Soul bone!"
(End of chapter)