After the battle situation was clear, Wang Xian immediately rushed towards Hou Dong, his mysterious energy was surging, and he was in a fierce manner. Hou Dong did not dare to be negligent, and his mysterious energy surged in his body and tried hard to meet him.

A big war broke out between the two of them immediately. They had been resentful for a long time, and recently they had a new hatred... These new hatreds and old hatreds were naturally clearly jealous.

Nearly ten black demon thunders were wrapped around Wang Xian's body, and each punch and kick was full of fierce power; on the other hand, Hou Dong was naturally doing his best, and his hands and feet completely turned into crystals intersecting red and blue, turning the space around him into two levels of ice and fire.

"Elder Wang Xian is not weaker than Hou Dong. Last time he was attacked by him and was only at a disadvantage." Taichu explained.

Yun Fei nodded and said to Taichu: "Okay, go and deal with Hou Jian, Qingying and I will be as fast as possible..." At this point, Yun Fei paused, and turned to Hou Wei opposite Qingying, and then continued: "Kill Hou Wei!"

Hearing this, Taichu was stunned and then focused on it.

At the same time, the battle between Beiming Palace and Poxuan Gate broke out again. With the participation of the other two forces, they were secretly surprised and did not breathe a sigh of relief. In this way, no fisherman appeared.

Yun Fei came straight to the opposite side of Hou Wei, looked at Hou Wei coldly, and nodded to Qingying. Then the two of them formed the strange soul handprints at the same time.

Seeing Yun Fei's actions, Hou Wei snorted angrily: "Hmph, Yun Fei, do you think you have completely settled me?"

Yun Fei did not speak, and concentrated on his mind to condense an extremely solid iron fist of the soul. Next to the iron fist, a slightly small soul palm also appeared quietly.

The palm was a little less than the fist, and it seemed that it did not seem to have the power of the fist from the outside. But Yun Fei knew that this palm was obtained after Qingying transformed the soul handprint, and Yun Fei, the "human master", has not learned it yet.

Hou Wei's mysterious energy cultivation is far greater than Yun Fei and the others, but his soul is not outstanding. After seeing Taichu's soul with his own eyes, Yun Fei completely realized the benefits of the power of the soul. In a sense, the soul is a system that is completely different from the cultivation of the mysterious energy.

Of course, the strength of the soul also depends on a person's body's ability to withstand. For example, Yun Fei in the fasting realm can only bear the soul power of the first grade of the gods and man, while Yun Fei in the mortal realm can bear the soul power of the third grade of the gods and man.

Of course, Hou Wei knew that Yun Fei and the other two had a killer move as soon as they took action, and they obviously wanted to fight quickly. What he had to do now was to delay the other party.

"Hu..." Feeling the pressure of the soul from the punches and palms, Hou Wei calmed down his mind and breathed a long sigh.

"Buzz..." A red and blue ring appeared on Hou Wei's body, which was Hou Wei's attacking and defending skill - the ice and fire ring. The ring rotated slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the red and blue colors completely intersected. In this dangerous environment, Hou Wei completed the blending of ice and fire in an instant.

The ice and fire ring had just stabilized, and the punch and palm cut through the air and rushed over quietly.

The two souls attacked extremely fast, and in an instant they had hit the ice and fire ring. The ice and fire ring suddenly became brilliant, and slowly rotated to take the two attacks.

"Wao..." One punch and one palm attached to the periphery of the ring, constantly eroding its power. The ice and fire ring ignored it and shone light, causing two soul attacks to rotate continuously.
Chapter completed!