Chapter 12 Level 39 Soul Venerable

Ye Feng looked at the white-robed son.

He also clearly knew that the strength of this white-robed son must be much stronger than that burly man.

I just don't know if he has more than 40 soul sects?
If it doesn't exceed, it can still be solved with one punch.

But if it exceeds, it will be a bit troublesome...

"Anyone who dares to hurt me is against me."

Brother Baipao sneered and said:
"Do you know what will happen?"

"Little white face, who do you think you are?"

Xiao Yun lowered his face and glanced at him lightly.

"What the hell do you think you are, that the world revolves around you, right?"

"Who are you calling a jerk?"

The white-robed son stopped smiling, and a gloomy look appeared on his face.

"Just talk about you, what's the matter?"

Ye Feng didn't care, he glanced at him lightly and said.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The white-robed young master laughed back in anger.

It's the first time I've seen him grow up so big, someone dares to disrespect him like this!

To know.

He has been a gifted boy in his family since he was a child.

Soul power talent is extremely outstanding.

The six-year-old Wuhun Awakening Stone is the innate spirit power level 9.

This terrifying soul power talent, although not innately full of soul power, is not too far behind.

And the quality of his martial soul is also very good.

It's the Silver Moon Wolf King fighting Wuhun!

This level of high-quality martial arts.

It can be said that looking at this area for hundreds of miles, it is almost impossible to find the second one!
He is the young genius within hundreds of miles, the proud son of heaven!
So he is less than 20 years old this year, and his soul power level is already as high as level 39.

Only one step away from Soul Sect!
With such a superb cultivation base, among his peers, how many people are his opponents?
So in the past no matter what he wanted.

The only thing that other people obediently delivered to him.

No one has ever dared to do what he wants!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Brother Baipao sneered, his face gradually darkened.A faint ripple of soul power surged between his palms.

However, before his laughter was over, it suddenly stopped.

Because at this time, there was a piece of something that blocked his mouth inexplicably.

"Haha, ha, you are a woolen yarn!"

Ye Feng laughed and cursed disdainfully, and casually threw a piece of bone that Qian Renxue ate into the mouth of the white-robed son.

"Bah-ah-"

Brother Baipao quickly spit out the bones.

Angry in his heart, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Boy, you! Find!! Die!!!"

These three words, he gritted his teeth, and almost popped out of his mouth one by one.

while talking.

His fists had already been clenched.

A trace of extremely strong soul power surged out from around his fist!

at the same time.

Yellow, yellow, yellow... three soul rings of exactly the same color flew out from his right arm, circling around his body.

……

"Fuck me, all three are century-old soul rings, this young master is awesome!!!"

……

"Isn't it! This shows that his innate courage is absolutely high, and his soul power talent is extremely outstanding!"

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"Looking at how strong his soul power is, I'm afraid he's at least level 38!"

……

"That's for sure! Didn't you see that the big guy next to him just now has level 30!"

……

"The soul master of level 39 is almost the soul sect! How old is this son, is the soul talent so terrifying?"

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"Hehe, it's true that people are more popular than people..."

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"Now, that arrogant brat just now is really going to suffer..."

(End of this chapter)

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