"Isn't it a joke for a person in the realm of the Martial God to challenge a Martial King?" Someone didn't know much about Meng Bufan and raised such questions.
"Hi, what do you know! Gu Shi and an expedition team all died at Meng Bufan's hands. Feng Xiang is stronger than Gu Shi, but he is not sure."
"Fengxiang finally got on the hard board this time. He will pay it back sooner or later. Meng Bufan accidentally helped us, the group of foreigners, to let out a breath. People like Fengxiang should die."
"Shh, whisper, let the people in Feng Mansion hear us and be finished."
"You are so timid, what are you afraid of? Didn't you see that there are two big families behind Meng Bufan? If we can also get the protection of the big families, we are not afraid of Feng Mansion."
Yunxiao looked worried, and he also knew that Meng Bufan's combat power was extraordinary, at least not weaker than Feng Xiang. However, as a big family, they all have their own background, and their Yun family has their own secret weapons. Feng Mansion, of course There is also. In such a life-and-death battle, Feng Xiang will definitely take it out.
"Click!"
Feng Xiang pulled out his treasure sword. It was a pure black knife that looked like there was no luster. Looking at it, he felt like his soul was trapped in.
"Black sword destroys souls!"
Seeing this knife, many warriors felt a terrified. It is said that Feng Xiang's soul-destroying sword came from an ancient battlefield. It was a treasure sword of an ancient god of killing. There were countless warriors falling under the knife, and many unjust souls were gathered and sealed by the black sword. In the blade.
Once the body is hit by the blade, the soul can be directly shattered!
Seeing the Soul-Destroying Sword and feeling the gloomy aura on Feng Xiang's body, Meng Bufan felt awe in his heart. The fifth level of King Wu was indeed much stronger than ancient history.
Meng Bufan stood calmly in front of Feng Xiang with the Five Elements Sword in his hand. His aura was restrained and hidden, like a peerless sword. The momentum of Feng Xiang's soul-destroying sword was suppressed by his sword energy. The splitting did not have any impact on Meng Bufan at all.
Tit-for-tat!
The audience all held their breath, Yunxiao held his arms in his chest, looking at Meng Bufan with his eyes intently, his eyes full of worry.
Feng Qingyun looked sneered, waiting to see Meng Bufan’s death.
The other audience members did not have a trace of noise, and a feeling of depression that seemed to exist and was shrouded in it. The air seemed to condense into substance, which was extremely heavy. Everyone's eyes were locked on Meng Bufan and Feng Xiang.
"Meng Bufan, you seem to be very confident in yourself, but confident people usually die the fastest. You don't understand my strength at all, and you declare war rashly. You are extremely stupid! Go and die!" Feng Xiang shouted loudly, one step ahead Stepping out, the Soul-Destroying Sword rolled up the rolling black clouds and slashed at Meng Bufan with one sword.
The black wind swept overwhelmingly towards Meng Bufan, making people unable to look directly. The warriors who were approaching each other felt that the gloomy wind seemed to blow into the cracks of human bones, making people feel inexplicably cold!
Meng Bufan didn't even look at it, and stabbed it out casually with a sword!
"boom!"
The Black Storm was torn apart by Lin Ming's sword and instantly turned into nothingness. Meng Bufan stood in place without any injuries, only the corner of his clothes was slightly tilted.
"If you don't show your full strength, you won't have a chance."
"Hmph, arrogant!" Feng Xiang gritted his teeth, and his whole body was moving to the extreme. Beside him, black arcs of light condensed into black arcs of light, lingering in the arcs, like black thunder.
"Hmm? This seems to be a move that Feng Xiang has never used before!" Yun Yi and Hou Wanli frowned at the same time. If they encountered this move, it would be difficult for them to resist.
"It seems to be an attack move that integrates soul and material attacks. With the power of soul-destroying, it's no, Meng Bufan may not be able to withstand it!" An elder of Yun Mansion looked like a torch, and he could see the essence of Feng Xiang's move at a glance.
"Soul attack, how can you avoid it!" Feng Xiang's mouth showed a hideous smile. This seemingly ordinary soul attack actually contained an illusory will to destroy souls, which was also his besides the Fire Phoenix. , the biggest trump card.
Feng Xiang's body merged with the Soul-Destroying Sword and turned into a black stream of lightning. It rolled towards Meng Bufan like lightning.
Seeing this scene, Meng Bufan raised his eyebrows slightly, is this...?
Meng Bufan's expression became serious, and he stabbed it with all his strength. As his trump card, Meng Bufan would not use it easily. Even Meng Bufan's magic trick of scattering beans into soldiers was not planned to be in the Used in front of everyone.
Iron horse and golden sword! The secret of gold is invincible.
The three-foot-thick sword light pierced the sky, hitting the black sword light of Kaiyang like a meteor. The absolute power impact was surrounded by thousands of tiny thunders around the golden sword light!
"Boom!" The black sword light shattered and turned into a ball of black mist, surrounding Meng Bufan. Meng Bufan's sword light shattered and hit Feng Xiang's body.
"Puff!" Feng Xiang spit out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the stone bricks on the ring.
Yunxiao was overjoyed when he saw this. But he did not notice that his father Yun Yi and others had turned gloomy as water. The elders of Yun Mansion and the Marquis' Mansion shook their heads with regret.
At this time, Feng Xiang stood up with a knife. Although his face was covered in blood, he had a crazy and ferocious look on his face: "Hahaha! It's over! Surrounded by my soul-destroying will, you will definitely die!"
Meng Bufan stood motionless in the center of the arena, like a clay sculpture. A strange will penetrated into Meng Bufan's body like a poisonous snake and rushed straight to his spiritual sea! This was not an ordinary soul attack, but a Zhong Meng Bufan had never encountered a strange force, as if he was about to tear his spiritual sea apart!
In front of Meng Bufan, Feng Xiang, who was covered in blood, laughed proudly, "How about it, the soul-destroying will taste good!"
This scene made the audience stunned. Feng Xiang's long-standing move was knocked away by Meng Bufan's sword. They thought Feng Xiang was finished, but they didn't expect that Meng Bufan seemed to be in a bad mood. Question: Feng Xiang’s attack just now has other mystery.
Yunxiao only realized something was wrong at this time. His face, which was just smiling, instantly became gloomy. "Meng Bufan seems... not to move anymore?"
A trace of madness flashed across Feng Xiang's face. He swung the knife and slashed it straight into Meng Bufan's throat! The speed was like lightning. Even if Meng Bufan reacted at this time, he could not avoid this knife.
Suddenly, the situation changed drastically.
A red figure suddenly popped out of Meng Bufan's palm, and it was Xiaohu. Lei Hu was still following Xiaohu.
Xiaohu, wearing red clothes, waved his hand and blocked Feng Xiang's inevitable sword. However, Xiaohu's strength was still not good, and he staggered back several steps before stopping.
Seeing his "father" suffer a loss, Lei Hu, whose purple lightning lingers all over his body, roars and pounces on Fengxiang.