Jiang Yun walked onto the ring tremblingly, and saw Feng Cantian with a blank expression on his face, feeling so painful inside.

There is no way, he is the worst among this group of disciples.

Of course it is the best choice to act as cannon fodder...

"Jiang Yun, Xuan-grade sixth-level martial soul, Zhu Yeqing. Second-level soul coach."

"Please give me advice!"

After saying that, all the sweat on his forehead had already bleed out.

After swallowing, he bowed and said, "It's just a competition, don't be too serious..."

Feng Cantian just glanced at him, said nothing, retreated and opened the distance.

In fact, this disciple of Chiyue Sect is also quite good.

There is basically no problem in reaching the Soul King's cultivation level in the future.

But unfortunately, they encountered this group of monsters from Hulong Villa!

A monster who is countless times more terrifying than them!

Their pride of talent was just ants in front of Liu Wuqing and others.

Feng Liu looked at Feng Cantian, stretched out a finger, and said coldly: "I'll give you a minute, and I'll kneel down to him!"

"you……"

When did Xie San suffer this anger for one minute?

Isn't this a humiliation?

Feng Cantian just nodded, and his right hand suddenly raised, and his soul power surged!

The Desolate Demon Sword began to tremble as if it had life.

Under the cover of blood-colored mysterious runes, they turned into bright red snowflakes and fell.

Gudu…

Jiang Yun stood there in a daze, feeling that the surrounding temperature dropped several times instantly.

My whole body is stiff and I can't move.

In front of him, countless blood-colored bones appeared, turning into resentful spirits and roaring!

The sea of ​​blood was rolling, and a bloody smell came to my face.

"Wori!"

Although it seems to be in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Yun now seems to be in a sea of ​​blood.

Donggong Liunian was also shocked. As a powerful soul saint, he naturally saw the tricks.

"This...this is..."

Feng Liu waved his hand and said calmly: "It's good to know, there's no need to say it."

Feng Cantian had a sense of hatred and indomitableness in his heart, which merged into a unique... murderous intent!

And what he used just now was something that he could not control himself, Shura's murderous intent!

It can be said to be an innate soul skill, or it can be said to be not a soul skill.

However, for others, they only saw Jiang Yun standing there blankly.

They are also powerful soul commanders, but in fact, the disciples of the Chiyue Sect, including Xie San, think that no matter what, they will not lose, it is ugly, right?

Indeed, Feng Cantian is a divine martial soul.

But in the early stage, the advantage of martial soul was not as great as imagined.

But now...

Jiang Yun was stunned as if he was a puppet, and his whole body was trembling.

In the end, even the station was a little unstable.

"How is this possible?"

"What the hell is going on? Why is this happening?"

Xie San also wanted to know what the reason was, but next, Feng Cantian would not give him a chance.

The Desolate Demon Sword suddenly raised, and countless bright red snowflakes slowly fell to the ground.

Spring-colored soul skill, Xue Yu descends dust, activates!

Rumble...

The endless snowflakes instantly condensed together, and under the sweeping of the magic knife, they condensed into a rotating blizzard, whistling.

"Give up!"

Xie San understood, this man was simply a monster!

The genius is afraid that it is useless in front of Feng Cantian.

If this soul skill hits the death, even if Jiang Yun does not die, he will probably be seriously injured.

It is very likely that the cultivation level will be reversed as a result.

They really can't afford such losses, and this game can only be done.

Who would like to give up like this?

But Feng Cantian's terrible strength made them have no choice!

Bang!

The blood-colored storm instantly dissipated into the void. Feng Cantian waved his hand and put away the Desolate Demon Sword and turned proudly.

"I've given up."

Jiang Yun was panting heavily, sweating all over his body, and his legs became weak, and he knelt down directly.

The scene just now was really terrible.

Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and resentful souls roar!

Go straight to the soul!!

If Jiang Yun's mind could be stronger, he might be able to bear it.

Just like the Shura murderous intent, it has no effect on Feng Liu, who has been a human being for two lifetimes.

But if you lose, you lose!

In total, it defeated Jiang Yun in just a few ten seconds.

Feng Cantian’s terribleness is not only in his martial soul, but also in his terrible nature.

"Haha, it seems that I am lucky in this game. Elder Xie, according to the agreement, you have to take out one million soul crystals!"

Hearing this, Xie San nodded in embarrassment.

He took out the soul crystal card in pain and trembled and handed it to Feng Liu.

"Your Majesty, please accept it with a smile."

"hehe."

Feng Liu just smiled coldly, took off the black card, and threw it to Feng Cantian.

"This is yours."

He had said before that if he lost the competition, he would give it to Soul Crystal.

If you win, whoever wins will be his.

On the Soul Martial Continent, some kings are actually very stupid.

We have to do everything by ourselves. Just turn this matter into another king and it is very likely that we will compete in person.

But let me ask, is this still the king of a country?

If it were Feng Liu who was a competition, it would be undoubtedly easy to win a competition.

However, as a trump card, he will only take action if he has no choice.

In normal times, it is naturally given to them, so that they can improve themselves.

More importantly, Feng Liu can know what level their strength has reached.

Xie San gritted his teeth, looked at Feng Liu, and said coldly: "Your Majesty is really powerful. There are actually powerful people with divine martial souls under his command."

Now he understood why Feng Liu ascended the throne for only a hundred days, but he could make the people of Tianlong Kingdom surrender.

It is not only because of one's own wisdom and strength, but also because it relies on one's grasp of others' character.

If millions of soul crystals can make the powerful people with divine martial souls surrender, it is undoubtedly the most cost-effective.

Those who are emperors have a long-term vision.
To be continued...