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Three hundred and fortieth chapters destroy the soul

"Clang!" The three soul swords flew towards the war soul knife, making a clanging sound.

Feng Yun was besieged by five souls, and three holes were penetrated in his body. Fortunately, these three blows did not hit the fatal part. But if this continues, Feng Yun will not be able to hold on for long, because the blood in his body

It is losing, which will cause a chain reaction. The loss of blood means the loss of energy. Once this energy is lost, his speed will slow down. Once this speed slows down, his life will come to an end.

Relying on the help of the fighting spirit is not a good idea, because now the fighting spirit has too much time to take care of himself. He is besieged by four soul swords, and it is impossible to escape without any time. Therefore, Feng Yun has to rely on himself if he wants to survive.

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Feng Yunyin endured the severe pain, suddenly accelerated his speed, and dodged to the side. A sword of souls flew towards him, and the other four came to attack from all directions.

Feng Yun stared at the flying Soul Sword. Just when the Soul Sword hit Feng Yun, Feng Yun suddenly disappeared, along with the Soul Sword.

The four soul swords lost their targets and stopped in the air.

Hua Hong was shocked and couldn't believe it and said to himself: "How is it possible? He disappeared again, where did he go? Even in the void, the Soul Sword can detect it. Could it be that he really disappeared out of thin air, but this

Is that possible?"

"Boy, you are so good, you actually plotted against me and made me a sandbag." Zhanhun said with a bit of depression in his heart.

"Feng Yun, come out if you can." Hua Hong roared.

Except for the sound of fighting spirits, the air was silent and there was no movement.

Hua Hong was very angry. With a wave of his hand, the other four soul swords attacked the fighting soul together.

"If you don't come out, I will destroy this sword." Hua Hong said angrily.

But suddenly, "Ahem!" Hua Hong coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned as white as tofu, extremely ugly.

At this time, Feng Yun suddenly walked out of the void, looked at Hua Hong who was vomiting blood, and sneered: "Now that I'm out, come and kill me!"

"You, you ruined my life again!" Hua Hong said angrily.

Feng Yun said coldly: "You brought it to the door yourself, should I still turn you away?"

"What secret treasure do you have on your body?" Hua Hong said.

Hua Hong is not a fool. Feng Yun's strength has been fully displayed in front of him. With his strength, there is no way he can destroy the soul sword that he has refined and fed for more than ten years. But now Feng Yun has destroyed two of his soul swords.

Apart from carrying a secret weapon, he couldn't think of any other explanation for the sword.

"This is no longer important. What is important is that you will die in my hands soon." Feng Yun said.

"Go to hell!" Hua Hong shouted, and all eight swords of souls attacked Feng Yun.

"You came just in time!" Feng Yun suddenly rushed up, found a sword of soul, and disappeared again.

Hua Lin hurriedly said: "Dad! Take it back! If this continues, his soul will be destroyed by him."

Hua Hong suddenly took a mouthful of blood again. This time, his soul was destroyed by Feng Yun.

Hua Hong still didn't see how Feng Yun disappeared or reappeared. This time he was completely disappointed and hurriedly recalled the remaining seven soul swords.

Feng Yun sneered: "Come on! Why don't you come?"

"Boy, even if you have the secret treasure in hand, don't even think about leaving safely today." Hua Hong said angrily.

"Haha... Really? Now you are missing one soul and two souls, and your soul has been severely damaged. Let me see what else you can do to fight me. Today is your day of death. Just die!"

Feng Yun turned his hand, and the black golden sword appeared and pierced Hua Hong's chest.

Hua Hong hurriedly turned sideways, but the speed of the seriously injured man was greatly reduced. Slowing down a little, the black gold sword passed under his ribs. Feng Yun jerked, blood spurted out, and his clothes and pants were immediately dyed blood red.

Feng Yun slashed down with his sword again, and with a "Cang!" sound, Hua Lin suddenly appeared and blocked the sword; and hurriedly led Hua Hong out of the way.

"Block him!" Hua Lin said.

Suddenly, many people on the ground jumped into the air and stood in front of Hua Lin and Hua Hong, preventing Feng Yun from killing Hua Hong.

Feng Yun glanced at these people and suddenly said with murderous intent: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The awe-inspiring murderous intention made everyone feel scared.

Suddenly a person yelled: "Don't be afraid of him, have you seen the sky above him? He has been seriously injured by the sect master, and there is not much strength left. We all work together and go up together.

I will definitely defeat him."

"Yes! Look at how much blood he has lost, it is almost dry. He is pretending to be calm now, but in fact he is very scared. We can't be frightened by him. Let's all go together. Kill him, for

Revenge for the dead brothers." One person echoed.

Suddenly, seven figures flew from the sky and stopped behind Feng Yun.

Feng Yun sneered and said: "Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!"

"Yes!" Qixingzi said in unison.

"Everyone saw it! He called for help, which means he doesn't have much strength anymore. Everyone, come together!"

Many people have been bewitched and have the idea of ​​killing Feng Yun in their hearts, because once they kill Feng Yun, their status within the sect and in the Xiuyuan world will be greatly improved.

Maybe you can also get rewards from the sect, which is very attractive.

"Kill!" Everyone swarmed forward and killed Feng Yun and Qixingzi.

Feng Yun closed his eyes and said: "Kill!"

Qixingzi wielded his long sword and used Qixing's footwork. These little minions were killed one by one with one sword.

Feng Yun rushed into the crowd at high speed, swinging the long black gold sword in his hand with great force, causing screams, blood, severed limbs and pieces of flesh everywhere he passed.

They were frightened and retreated to the side. As soon as they saw Feng Yun, they hurriedly retreated.

Qixingzi's first experience was to kill Zheng Huan. Even if the seven were strong in the early Jin and Yuan Dynasties, they would suffer under their joint sword.

Feng Yun looked at Hua Hong and said: "Hua Hong, you better come out obediently and let me kill you! Otherwise, I will wash your Jiuhuamen with blood."

"How dare you even dare to say such big words as to wipe out our Jiuhua Clan with blood," Hua Hong said.

"Don't force me! Don't force these irrelevant people to come here to die." Feng Yun said.

"Junior, you are so arrogant. Do you really think that there is no one in our Nine Sects?" Suddenly a voice came.

An old man suddenly appeared in the air, slowly landed in front of Hua Hong, and stared at Feng Yun.

This old man looked to be about seventy or eighty years old, with a thin body, but his eyes were very bright, with a trace of murderous intent seeping out.
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