My martial soul in Douluo is really competitive!

Chapter 60 Level 71 Soul Sage Was Killed by My Hanging Wall!

At that moment, a milky white appeared on the surface of the Zihuang Taihang Knife in He Qingfeng's hand, which looked ordinary, but if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a chilling aura in that milky white.

It seems ordinary, but it contains some kind of special power. The moment He Qingfeng stepped into Zhao Shuang's soul skill, the knife in his hand moved from bottom to top with a light swipe!
In an instant, Zhao Shuang's fifth soul ability collapsed like a chicken and dog. Visible to the naked eye, Zhao Shuang's fifth soul ability was cut open alive!

"How is this possible! This is a range-of-scope skill! I can't see it, I can't touch it, how could it be split?"

In an instant, Zhao Shuang broke through the defense directly, his pupils were full of disbelief!

The moment He Qingfeng slashed Zhao Shuang's martial soul, with his physical attributes improved in all aspects, he directly bullied himself, raised his huge fist and slammed towards Zhao Shuang's face fiercely.

"What kind of ability is this?"

Zhao Shuang put his arms in front of his head, and He Qingfeng's fist hit his arm without hesitation. At that moment, Zhao Shuang's face changed immediately!If He Qingfeng's strength was that of a bull before, now he is a rhinoceros, or even an elephant!
He Qingfeng's punch directly shocked Zhao Shuang's left hand to numb, but the right hand that resisted He Qingfeng's fist was in pain, and his body felt a burst of numbness!
At this moment, Zhao Shuang didn't keep his hands anymore. He thought he could kill He Qingfeng with half of his strength, but now the situation was beyond his expectation!

"No! You can't keep your hands!"

"The seventh soul skill! Martial soul."

Before Zhao Shuang finished speaking, a pair of strange pupils came into his eyes.

"Monthly Reading!"

He Qingfeng's eternal kaleidoscope turned to the extreme, and then a tear of blood flowed out of his eyes! !

"Welcome to my world! Miscellaneous!"

The moment Zhao Shuang fell into Yuedu Space, the knife in He Qingfeng's hand had already killed Zhao Shuang's neck!
In less than a second, Zhao Shuang had already returned from the torment in Yuedu Space. His eyes were extremely tired, and he was panting heavily. He swore that it was the most painful experience he had ever experienced in his life just now!At this moment, although his eyes are tired, they are filled with endless anger. It can only be said that the soul sage is still the soul sage after all!

"The seventh soul skill! Martial soul."

The moment Zhao Shuang came out, he was about to release the seventh soul skill directly, but facing He Qingfeng's knife, the breath of death rushed towards his face, his face fused, and his figure retreated violently!

"Humph!"

He Qingfeng laughed, at the moment when Zhao Shuang's figure exploded!A stream of blood flowed from his left eye socket again.

"Amaterasu!"

Zhao Shuang, who had retreated suddenly, felt an inexplicable throbbing. He saw He Qingfeng's smile.

"not good!"

Although Zhao Shuang found out, it was too late!
A mass of black flames with the meaning of destruction appeared directly on Zhao Shuang's left shoulder. It was supposed to burn on Zhao Shuang's chest, but Zhao Shuang twisted his body at the last moment, causing Amaterasu to burn on his chest. over his left shoulder!
pain!Severe pain rushed to the brain!Cold sweat fell from his forehead, and at this moment he was enduring indescribable pain!
He reached out his left hand to smack Hei Yan, but the moment his left hand touched Hei Yan, Hei Yan climbed onto his palm like a centipede as if he had encountered a chemical reaction!

"drink!"

While enduring the pain, Zhao Shuang tried to use his soul power to disperse the black flame, but he failed!
"Give up! This flame cannot be extinguished! As long as it is contaminated, the only result is being burned to slag!!"

"ended!"

"One-knife mystery! Space cutting!"

He Qingfeng raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed Zhao Shuang across the air!A milky white attack rushed towards Zhao Shuang with the breath of death. Zhao Shuang looked at his burning left arm, his eyes were fierce!He threw his silver gun at He Qingfeng!
"The seventh soul skill! - Martial soul avatar!"

His silver spear interrupted He Qingfeng's attacking rhythm. At this moment, he gained a bit of room to breathe, but the price was his entire arm. He Qingfeng's slashing speed was extremely fast, and he had already reached Zhao Shuang's body in an instant. forward.

"Pfft!"

With a soft sound, He Qingfeng's attack directly slashed across Zhao Shuang's left shoulder, making a neat incision. This left shoulder and arm fell to the ground. In an instant, the wound was neat, but there was no trace of blood gushing out!It's like separating Zhao Shuang's left shoulder from his body in this space!Unbearable pain came!Zhao Shuang's face was instantly pale, and Dou Da's sweat dripped down drop by drop!
"I want you to die! Boy!!"

Zhao Shuang roared angrily, his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes after performing the seventh soul skill!In the state of Martial Soul Avatar, Zhao Shuang's attack power and speed increased by [-]%, and in this state, the first six skills can be used without restriction, and the effect of soul skills is increased by [-]%.

Facing Zhao Shuang's words, He Qingfeng smiled!Things have developed to this point, all in his plan!He knew that Zhao Shuang's seventh soul skill had a huge flaw!Although other attributes have improved, his defensive power will drop by half!Although He Qingfeng didn't know what was going on, but at this moment, in his eyes, Zhao Shuang was a person who could die at the touch of a finger!
"Eight Doors Dunjia and Seventh Door!"

"Shocked! Open!"

Blue steam radiated from He Qingfeng's body, the kaleidoscope turned crazily, the jet-black arrogance covered the body again, and purple lightning flashed!
"boom!"

He Qingfeng slammed his foot on the ground, and forcibly stepped on the ground to create an exaggerated crater!

He Qingfeng's speed at this moment is so fast that it is invisible to the naked eye!
"Thunderstorm!"

In the next second, He Qingfeng's figure appeared in front of Zhao Shuang, and an exaggerated punch directly sent Zhao Shuang flying, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

"What the hell is going on!!!"

Zhao Shuang is about to collapse!He didn't understand what was going on. From the very beginning, He Qingfeng's strength had been improving all the time. At this moment, he had activated the seventh soul skill, from suppressing He Qingfeng at the beginning to being suppressed by He Qingfeng!He really can't figure it out!
But if he can't figure it out, he can't figure it out, He Qingfeng's attack has already arrived in front of him!

"Thunder whip!"

He Qingfeng rushed towards Zhao Shuang with sparks and lightning all the way, raising his right foot and it was a fierce kick! !

"Crack!"

Because Zhao Shuang had already lost his left arm, he had no time to resist He Qingfeng's attack. With this kick, He Qingfeng directly broke Zhao Shuang's ribs!Zhao Shuang once again flew out like a kite with a broken string!
The so-called killing you while you are sick!
He Qingfeng exerted force on the soles of his feet, and shot out again. The next second, He Qingfeng's figure appeared under Zhao Shuang's body!

"Thunder cannon!"

He Qingfeng used both fists to blow Zhao Shuang into the air!There was another crisp bone crack, and Zhao Shuang spit out blood again!

"You thought it was over!"

He Qingfeng's legs bent slightly, and he soared like a rocket!
"This time! It's really over!"

The figure of He Qingfeng appeared above Zhao Shuang, his hands were like tiger palms, placed on his waist!

"Turtle! Pie! Thunder! Kung! Bo!"

An exaggeratedly powerful blue thunderball appeared in He Qingfeng's palm, and then pushed it out violently!
"drink!!"

"boom!!"

This attack hit Zhao Shuang hard!

"Do not!!"

Accompanied by the shaking of the earth!A large pit 20 meters wide and seven or eight meters deep floated on the ground, and at the bottom lay a half-disabled man. At this moment, Zhao Shuang's mask was broken, revealing that ordinary face!

He Qingfeng landed on the edge of the pit from the air, his eyes looked indifferently at Zhao Shuang below.

"You, who are you?"

Zhao Shuang's tone was weak, and his pupils were full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that a dignified soul sage had lost to a great soul master. In fact, Zhao Shuang had lost unjustly. In the Soul Realm, He Qingfeng definitely couldn't last a single move, but he didn't use all his strength as soon as he came up.

In the end, it was dragged into the account of He Qingfeng's various plug-ins, and with the blessing of various attributes, He Qingfeng's strength can no longer be described scientifically, just two words, nonsense!

"Me? I'm He Qingfeng! It's just an ordinary wall hanging!"

With a lift of He Qingfeng's wrist, a space cut was swung out, and Zhao Shuang's head was instantly separated!
"ended!"

He Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the setting sun, he smiled!

"I'm hanging on the wall, I'm not convinced to argue!"

The next moment, He Qingfeng's eyes gradually blurred, and he fell straight down.
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(End of this chapter)