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Chapter 641: Both loses

"Li Ling's Soul-Slaying Technique..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Que Fenghua opened his mouth and sucked it, and the corpse energy on the Li Ling corpse tribes around him evolved into black mist and gathered towards it.

In an instant, the entire ring of hundreds of miles was filled with a strong smell of rotten smell, which made people disgusted.

Some Li Ling corpses with slightly lower cultivation were instantly drained from their power, and they collapsed to the ground, looked at Que Fenghua inexplicably with horror, and said tremblingly: "This... is this the most powerful taboo magical power of our Li Ling corpse clan?"

"I didn't expect that Que Fenghua also awakened the soul-killing technique. No wonder his ancestors doted on it so much. On weekdays, all the resources are for it to choose first." An old man from Li Ling's Corpse Kingdom said horrified.

"Bang……"

The corpse energy in the sky condensed into an ancient soul sword above Que Fenghua's head. Even the strong men standing on the platform, a look of frightening flashed across their faces when they saw the "Soul Sword".

"My junior brother..."

Chen Changsheng, who was trapped in a mysterious state, woke up immediately when he heard Zhang Xinyu's voice.

Seeing the endless fighting overhead, the man was stunned and murmured in a daze: "What's going on?"

"My junior brother, be careful of Que Fenghua's soul sword." Zhang Xinyu said loudly.

"Soul Sword?"

Swish!

Chen Changsheng turned his head and saw the soul sword condensed by Que Fenghua, his eyelids trembled slightly. Although the other party had not taken action yet, he also noticed a trace of threat on the soul sword.

"Trying for Good and Avoiding Bad" on the eyebrows also began to flash.

"Hmph! I'm just reacting now, it's too late." Que Fenghua, whose face looked a little pale, suddenly turned cold. He controlled the soul sword above his head and slashed at Chen Changsheng.

Swish!

Seeing the "Soul Sword" sweeping towards him, Chen Changsheng's face also changed and he screamed in secret. He knew very well that if he was cut by Que Fenghua's soul sword, even if he was not dead, he would probably have to take off several layers of skin.

"It's too late, come down."

Click!

Chen Changsheng, who knew that he could not avoid, reached out and grabbed it. The powerful soul power turned into a dragon's martial arts, pulled it down and merged into his body. His entire aura suddenly surged.

"The Emperor's God's Fist..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Before the soul sword fell, the phantom of the ancient emperor merged into the fist shadow and swept over to Que Fenghua's soul sword.

Bang……

The fists and swords hit each other, and a loud noise shook the sky. I saw that Que Fenghua's hundreds of meters long soul sword was cracked inch by Chen Changsheng's punch. Chen Changsheng was not feeling well. The shattered soul sword hit his chest without any stop.

"Puff!"

Seeing Chen Changsheng and Que Fenghua, they both retreated out.

The crowd suddenly became in an uproar.

"Both... both sides are injured?" A clan member of Li Ling's Corpse Kingdom said with a dizzy look: "That's a soul-killing technique! He can't even kill the boy from the Ten Thousand Beast Palace?"

"He...he is already in the Holy Body Realm?" Another Li Lingzi tribe member said in a trembling voice.

"No wonder, if he still had the cultivation level of Nirvana, even if the "Emperor's God Fist" is against the will of heaven, he would probably be killed instantly by Que Fenghua. However, the cultivation level of the early stage of the Holy Body actually blocked Que Fenghua. This qualification is really a monster!"

"Bastard..." Que Ma, who looked pale as white as paper, did not expect that Que Fenghua's strongest taboo magical power could not kill Chen Changsheng, but only severely injured him. He said with a resentful look on his face: "Que Fenghua, he has been very injured, so he will take his life while he is sick."

The soul sword was shattered, and Que Fenghua, who was also seriously injured.

Hearing the reminder of Jue, his eyes suddenly condensed and he said coldly: "Okay..." It originally wanted to condense the "corpse spear", but now it was a little powerless, so it had to retreat and raise its hand and perform the ancient fist.

"Go to die."

Bang!

Hundreds of fist shadows swept over Chen Changsheng.

"Hmph! Que Fenghua, you are seriously injured now!" Chen Changsheng, whose entire chest was crushed by the soul knife, shook his figure and used the "Kunpeng Body Technique" and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Sheji Cauldron, kill."

Rumble!

Seeing Chen Changsheng's Sheji Cauldron crushing down, Que Fenghua's expression suddenly changed, and he raised his hand and punched him again, smashing the Sheji Cauldron.

I want to use the power of ancient fist to block the Soji Cauldron.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the power of the Soji Cauldron.

No matter how his ancient fist hit the Sheji Cauldron, a crisp sound of "clang ding ding ding ding ding ding ding slightly could not stop the tendency of the Sheji Cauldron to be crushed and killed.

"Que Fenghua, be careful..."

Que Shun, who was standing on the high platform, did not expect that the situation would instantly put Que Fenghua into a disadvantage. His figure rushed towards him as soon as he moved. Gu Huang, who had been paying attention to his actions, stepped forward one step faster, blocked him, and sneered: "Qi Shun, do you also want to break the rules?"

"Get out..."

Hurry!

Seeing that Que Fenghua's entire arm was crushed by the Mesodao, Que Shun said anxiously: "Gu Huang, if my grandson has any problems, even if I fight to destroy Li Ling's corpse country, I will definitely kill you Wan Beast Palace without leaving any chickens and dogs."

"Hey... I'll wait." Gu Huang raised his eyelids and said lightly.

"you……"

Qu Shun was anxious and angry, and did not dare to delay any further, otherwise his grandson would die. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Fenghua, admit defeat quickly."

When Que Fenghua heard Que Shun's reminder, he had already lost one arm and knew that if he continued to fight, his life and death would be unpredictable today.

It looked embarrassed, and didn't care about its face. As soon as it rolled over, it rolled down from the ring and said with a grudge: "I admit defeat."

“Hohuh!”

Chen Changsheng was relieved when he heard Que Fenghua's confession.

He was covered with corpse energy in his body and was severely injured by the soul sword. He was already at the end of his strength. He used the Sheji Cauldron to crush Que Fenghua's arm, but he was only relying on perseverance to support him.

Once I relaxed, I felt a dizzy moment.

"Bang!"

I saw Chen Changsheng fall on the ring.

Zhang Xinyu didn't care about the joy of victory, so she rushed over and helped him up. Que Fenghua, who had just said the word "sacrifice" was once again stunned.

Even Qu Shun's eyes were stagnant.

"Damn it, I..."

Seeing Zhang Xinyu bringing down Chen Changsheng who was unconscious, Que Fenghua felt a tightness in his chest. He was already very injured and spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

“What a pity…”

A disciple of a sect shook his head and said regretfully: "If Que Fenghua holds on for a while, he won without having to fight. Maybe he can take the opportunity to kill Chen Changsheng from Wanbeast Palace."

"Luck!"

And in the camp of Li Ling's Corpse Kingdom, there was also a silence at this moment.

His face was full of depression.
Chapter completed!
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