Chapter 90 Soul Saint!

"But the soul emperors are the only ones we train!" YangMeng said.

Indeed, the highest level among the dead soldiers they cultivated was the soul emperor, because when they reached the realm of soul saints, their strength would have a qualitative leap. At that time, no one could train soul saints to be thugs!
Even Yang Meng's father, Yang Feng, was just a strong soul sage.

"Xiao Chen must be eliminated, it seems that I am the only one who will do it myself!" Yang Feng said lightly.

"But." To be honest, YangMeng was still a little worried about his father, Xiao Chen was able to defeat the Soul Emperor and Soul King, what would he do to the Soul Sage?

If the soul sage is not his opponent, then no one can stop Xiao Chen.

"It's nothing to worry about. A 72-level soul sage like me might not be able to beat a 12-year-old brat?" Yang Feng said coldly.

Although [-] soul gold coins are not a lot to them, they must not allow outsiders to ride on their heads, so Yang Feng is going to personally face Xiao Chen and kill him, so as to preserve the reputation and reputation of their Yang family. Prestige, if Xiao Chen was allowed to ride on their heads, would it be okay?
After Yang Feng came to the fighting spirit field, he looked at Xiao Chen with one eye and asked, "Are you the Xiao Chen who killed nine of my generals?"

"General? If I just move my fingers and kill them, they can also be called generals?" Xiao Chen asked rhetorically.

"However, what kind of people lead what kind of subordinates, your subordinates are so useless, I guess you won't be a big deal!" Xiao Chen continued to mock.

"Boy, you are quite confident! But do you know what state I am in?" Yang Feng asked lightly.

At this time, the blood of everyone on the stage was already boiling. From not being optimistic about Xiao Chen before, now many people are cheering for Xiao Chen. This is the first time Yang Feng has seen such a one-sided situation.

"Who is that person? How dare he come to kill the Silver Dragon Knight?"

"I don't know, the finale must be a strong man!"

Since Yang Feng didn't show his face often, although he also runs this Soul Arena, almost no one knows about him.

"Possessed by a black turtle!"

In the stands, Yang Feng released his martial soul. His martial soul was an old bastard, he just changed his name to Xuan Gui for the sake of sound.

"Yo, bastard?" Xiao Chen sized him up lightly.

At this time, the seven soul rings on Yang Feng's body lit up, this is, everyone was surprised.

"That's Soul Sage!"

"Soul Sage? Why did the Soul Sage come to such a place?"

"Oh my god, Xiao Chen is so powerful that he let the Soul Sage go out in person!"

Yang Feng looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said, "Do it, kid, today is your death day!"

Since Yang Feng came to the field, he came with the determination to win, because he knew that even if a great soul master was against the sky, he would not be able to defeat a soul saint!
There is a fifty-level difference between a great soul master and a soul saint, but there is an essential gap between them, which is a gap in realm. A soul saint's power may be more than a hundred times that of an ordinary great soul master.

So Yang Feng had extremely strong confidence to kill Xiao Chen. In fact, he came up with only one purpose, which was to kill Xiao Chen and prevent him from continuing his winning streak, so he never thought that he would lose.

But Xiao Chen was no ordinary great soul master, he was a great soul master with four million year soul rings.

What does this mean?
A ten thousand year spirit ring can make his strength dozens of times higher than those of the same realm, adding up to almost a hundred times.

So Xiao Chen's current strength is not just a great soul master, but his real strength should be about the same as that of a Titled Douluo.

That's why he was able to hang and beat Zhao Wuji, but all of this was based on the fact that Xiao Chen didn't go berserk.

At this time, the auditorium was already fried!

Originally, they were not optimistic about Xiao Chen, but after Xiao Chen's nine games, Xiao Chen surprised them again and again, so they all turned against Xiao Chen.

"Damn it, this Soul Arena is really shameless, and even let a Soul Sage come!"

"That's right, how does the soul sage deal with the great soul master?"

"Can't the Soul Arena afford to lose?"

"Xiao Chen."

"Xiao Chen must not lose."

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing and the others in the auditorium were also a little anxious.After all, he was a soul sage, so even Xiao Chen might have struggled a bit.

The soul power in her body has slowly floated up, as long as Brother Xiao Chen is in danger, she will definitely go to save Brother Xiao Chen.

The voices of the audience reached Yang Feng's ears, Yang Feng was unmoved, his goal was to kill Xiao Chen, as long as Xiao Chen died, everything would be fine.

And this time it's a battle of life and death!
If he loses, Xiao Chen will be completely killed!
Xiao Chen looked at Yang Feng who came up lightly and said: "If my guess is right, you should not be a dead soldier of the Yang family, you are very likely to be the Yang family!"

"Boy, you are smart. How can you tell that I belong to the Yang family?" Yang Feng asked lightly.

"Because a soul sage won't easily become someone's dead man!" Xiao Chen got to the point directly.

(End of this chapter)

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