Feng Liu slashed in the air with a sudden slash, and countless resentful souls suddenly roared out.

As the supreme Taoist weapon, the God of Death Scythe has an extremely powerful force.

After killing the enemy, you can bind the enemy's soul into the God of Death's Scythe and then turn it into a resentful soul!

When casting, the resentful soul can appear and attack the enemy.

"Good come!"

Nangong Di shouted heavily, and then he saw the endless purple light bulge suddenly surge, and the purple micro-star sword kept spinning rapidly.

The resentful souls suppressed by the purple light instantly shrank into a ball, and all the ghosts were screaming loudly. I wonder how many resentful souls were scattered!

Under this powerful purple sword energy, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

“So strong!”

Even Ao Guang had to admit that their strength was indeed very strong at this time.

Especially Nangong Di, who is worthy of the name of the Sword God, has the strength that is simply terrifying.

Even though he has not appeared on the Soul Martial Continent for thousands of years, his strength has not regressed at all, but has improved a lot.

The light of the Ziweixing sword surged, like a dragon with its teeth and claws, rolling out wildly.

Feng Liu's eyes chilled, and he immediately raised his hand, and the light around him soared at the same time.

The Death Scythe slashed down fiercely, and all the purple lights were split directly!

"interesting!"

Nangong Di's eyes turned cold, and they whizzed out like an arrow from a string.

"Destroy!"

Just a very simple word, accompanied by the stabbing of the magic sword, a terrifying purple dragon appeared in an instant. The extremely powerful and oppressive ghosts dodged one after another and were unable to fight back.

Feng Liu roared angrily, and he was also trying hard at this time.

The body instantly appeared in front of the other side, and the gloomy and weird evil aura was fully displayed at this moment.

Bang!

The fierce collision between the God of Death Scythe and the Ziwei Star Sword instantly raised the mud and sand in the sky, and the terrifying waves shattered the surrounding rockery and coral rocks!

All the strong men retreated at the same time, staring at the two in the middle.

For a moment, only bursts of crisp sounds of gold and iron intertwined, sparks bursting.

As the soul power collided violently, it became separated again in the blink of an eye.

Feng Liu waved the Death Scythe, and a faint light surrounded him, slashing down from top to bottom again.

"Senior, offended me!"

At the same time, the Yin and Yang Divine Picture of Heaven and Earth suddenly appeared.

The vast universe is directly used, and at the same time, there is Yunlin Tianzong who has just opened!

Immediately afterwards, I saw the divine picture scattering cold lights.

Clouds and mists are everywhere, and at this moment it is like a fairyland.

Then, a void figure slowly emerged.

If you look closely, you will be a figure who is almost exactly the same as Nangong Di!

He also carried a Ziwei Star Sword and took action quickly!

"Um?"

Nangong Di was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

The tricks used by this illusory figure are exactly the same as himself!

"What trick is this? It can perfectly copy the enemy?" Hai Wuliang exclaimed, looking incredible.

"The Yin and Yang Divine Map of Heaven and Earth..." Tian Haiyi looked at the divine map that was constantly shaking in the air, and said word by word: "In the legend, there is a terrible soul weapon with the laws of heaven. Even the supreme Taoist weapon is not as good as the complete divine map."

"I didn't expect that he could actually temper the divine map to such a level! This move should be the legendary Yunlin Tianzong. Within the range of thick fog, he can perfectly copy all the phantoms of the enemy. In other words, the more enemies the more terrifying the power of this move will be!"

Everyone looked surprised, but they didn't expect that Feng Liu would hide such a trick.

"Yunlin Tianzong's method of cracking is not described even in the Sea God's Classic."

Nangong Di took several steps back one after another, and looked at the phantom in front of him, but suddenly smiled, "Interesting!"

"I didn't expect that I have not taken serious for thousands of years, but today I'm going to make an exception."

Feng Liu also smiled and said calmly: "I can't find it."

In an instant, Nangong Di picked up the Purple Star Sword. For a moment, the sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a thick purple light, and instantly shot out.

The shadow was directly tightly enveloped and began to slowly narrow the encirclement.

Feng Liu smiled evilly, "Senior, he can perfectly copy all the tricks you have used. Therefore, don't use any powerful soul skills here, otherwise you will be the one who suffers!"

boom!

The phantom suddenly held the magic sword, and with the same swing, the same trick rushed towards Nangong Di.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Di's face suddenly turned cold and realized something was wrong.

"I thought you were bluffing, but I didn't expect that it would be of some use. However, this trick is ineffective for me!"

In an instant, Nangong Di's momentum suddenly soared!

The purple light on the Ziweixing Sword suddenly soared, and the whole body was as if the divine sword was unsheathed.

"Purple Qi comes from the east!"

One move was used, although the phantom was imitating.

But this is Nangong Di's powerful golden soul skill after all, and the imitation of the phantom is simply not as good as Nangong Di's own use!

Almost in the breath, the purple sword energy directly erased the phantom!

The white fog also dissipated, and all the tricks were directly resolved.

But at this time, Feng Liu rushed out again.

The soul power on his body reached its peak, and then a magic light slashed down fiercely.

The God of Death's sickle let out a shrill roar of resentful souls. Nangong Di was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

But who would have thought that Feng Liu was simply a false move, and rushed out again the next moment.

"Xuantian Cage!"

A bright light burst out from the Donghuang Bell, covering Nangong Di.

After realizing that something was wrong, Nangong Di immediately activated the sword energy and broke through the obstacle.

Bang!

The two collided fiercely again, and this time, Nangong Di even exerted force violently, instantly shocking Feng Liu away.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them in amazement.

At this time, Feng Liu put away the Death Scythe and stood up slowly.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, while Feng Liu smiled and bowed: "Senior, I've given up."

There is one condition for the two to compete, that is, Nangong Di can only use one percent of his cultivation, and he cannot use the imperial technique.

However, he had no other choice to attack Feng Liu's power in a hurry just now.

If you are not careful, you will exert more than 10% of your strength.

Of course, according to the previous agreement, Feng Liu won this battle!

Nangong Di's face looked extremely ugly, but he seemed to realize something and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe, this is God's will..."

"I, I lost!"
Chapter completed!