In terms of cultivation, Feng Liu is not as good as Dugu Immortal.

In terms of martial soul level, Feng Liu is also slightly inferior.

But if it comes to the level of soul pattern, Feng Liu would be much better than the Immortal Concubine.

In this battle, Feng Liu did not want to do his best, nor did he want to expose his full strength.

At least, he will never reveal the wonderful uses of the Yin and Yang divine map of heaven and earth.

The Donghuang Bell suddenly rotated, and soul patterns appeared behind it.

Yellow, green, purple, purple, white!

The fifth white soul pattern is extremely dazzling.

Many top-notch people showed horror, and Qin Wuyi was even more surprised and said in amazement: "What's going on?"

"White soul pattern?!"

"When he was in the Soul Sect, he got the white soul pattern?"

"The purple soul pattern he obtained when he was at the Soul King level can be said to be based on the opportunity obtained by the nine-colored divine deer. The fourth purple soul pattern can also be understood."

"But...how could he get white soul patterns when he is at the Soul Sect level?"

Di Shengtian frowned, and at this time he was stunned in the spot.

Compared to his soul pattern, Feng Liu's is actually just like this.

You know, he has a full golden soul pattern with his system!

In addition to him, how many people can have white soul patterns when they are at the Soul Sect level?

The whole audience was in an uproar!

The same is true for the Lonely Immortal, as his opponent, with a look of surprise.

But now, she is all about trying to seriously injure Feng Liu, even if both sides suffer losses.

A sword strikes, rolling up countless strong winds.

It is the white soul skill, the Yin-Yang Sword of Split and Combination!

Feng Liu knew this very clearly.

But now, because the Immortal Concubine used the secret technique, the potential in her body was stimulated, but its power has soared several times!

Faced with the attack, the fourth purple soul pattern behind Feng Liu also shook.

Purple soul skill, the power of thousands of pounds!

Feng Liu suddenly turned sideways and avoided the terrifying first sword.

He knew that this was just a cover.

The Jiuxiao Huan Pei turned into a scorching blood color, and he stabbed Feng Liu with another sword.

But the next moment, Feng Liu raised his hand and clamped the Jiuxiao Huanpeng with just two fingers.

The audience cheered!

"good!"

Liu Wuqing clenched his fists tightly, and looked at the crystal, and the two of them fought, feeling excited.

In fact, Feng Liu originally hoped that the fairy concubine would know that she was not her opponent and then chose to give up on her own initiative.

But who would have thought that because of his words, he really angered the Immortal Concubine.

He will also be severely injured by both sides.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take action.

"You are using the innate soul skill in the form of the Jiuxiao Ring Sword. After activation, you will greatly burn the soul power in your body. In a short period of time, you will get a soul power amplification effect that is several times stronger than usual."

"It can be even comparable to the Soul Emperor when it is displayed at your Soul Saint level."

"If it were someone else, I might lose to you. But unfortunately, I know exactly what tricks you have and how you will use them!"

After turning on this move, it consumes not only soul power, but also your own potential.

If you hold on, you may even be seriously injured!

It is precisely because Feng Liu knew this that he chose to take action at this time, defeat the Immortal Concubine, and forcibly interrupt his moves.

The Gone Swallow Fairy's cheeks flushed and she shouted: "Why do you know all my tricks? Even the sequelae?"

"This is a secret."

"court death!"

Dugu Xian waved his hand suddenly and saw the sword spinning quickly, breaking free from Feng Liu's shackles.

What the soul master has is not just soul skills.

There are also external soul skills and Horcrux!

A guqin suddenly appeared in front of me, flashing with nine colors representing the level of soul pattern.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, platinum!

The strings of nine colors whistled out as if they had divine power.

Feng Liu's eyes suddenly became cold, and he used the Heavenly Soul Skill, and he could dodge it in an instant.

"The emperor-level soul weapon, nine-color jade zither. It comes with its own soul skill: nine-color moonlight, annihilation kill!"

Rumble...

In front of Feng Liu, an extremely terrifying and strange black hole was formed, and all of them, including the rich soul power, were directly swallowed up.

Even Feng Liu felt that he could not control the Donghuang Bell.

Unfortunately, he still knew how to crack this trick.

The Donghuang Bell suddenly became several times larger, flashing with a strange blood-colored light, whistling away.

Dugu Xian was shocked and jumped up in a hurry, but the Donghuang Bell became smaller in an instant and directly smashed the nine-colored jade zither away.

The nine-colored strings were played back again, and the black hole disappeared.

"You...you..."

Dugu's fairy spirit was that he took several steps in succession, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The white veil is even more dyed red, which looks extremely terrifying.

Feng Liu sighed and said helplessly: "You are not my opponent. Even if you want to lose both sides, it is impossible."

If it is in normal times, Feng Liu won’t care.

But this is the Soul Master Competition of All Continents, and he has a reason not to lose.

Even if his opponent is a fairy concubine, Feng Liu will never allow himself to feel compassion.

If you are seriously injured, the next competition will be in great trouble.

"I don't want to hurt you, surrender!"

And his words obviously made the people who watched outside more certain that he was a prodigal son and was romantic!

Feng Liu has been the only one who dares to speak rudely and tease his opponents in this era.

"Go to die!"

Dugu Xian raised his sword again, but how could he be Feng Liu's opponent now?

No matter how he used his soul skills, Feng Liu seemed to have expected it to either dodge or resolve it.

In the end, Dugu Xian was sweating profusely, his soul power was exhausted, and he could no longer activate any soul skills.

Because of the inability to take pills in this competition, you must carefully calculate your soul power and never waste any soul power.

From beginning to end, Feng Liu had never used too much soul skills.

I was still calm and calm, and I didn't even lose my sweat.

The battle situation is actually very clear, Feng Liu has won this battle.

"You've lost."

Dugu Xian gritted his teeth tightly, still unwilling to admit defeat.

His eyes were even colder, staring at Feng Liu, and his right hand holding the sword was trembling.

Feng Liu had no choice but to sigh helplessly and whisper: "Your temperament is still as stubborn as ever. Once you recognize something, you will not change even if you die."

"What?"

Dugu Xian was stunned in an instant, with a little surprise.

This tone is like a friend she has known for many years.

At this moment, Feng Liu teleported behind her and knocked her out with a palm.
Chapter completed!