I take the system through the bucket

Chapter 1241 Beheading the Eight-Star Fighting Saint, the Power of the Soul of the Emperor Realm
"Boy, die for me... Sky Soul Dark Sun Claw!"

With a sharp shout in my heart, Hun Ri's left claw suddenly protruded out. Although there was no such huge movement just now, the claw wrapped in dark red energy, with a sharp edge that made Xiao Heng feel dangerous, still proved the strength of Yiclaw .

"Shake the mountain...!"

With a low shout, Xiao Heng's left hand condensed the power of looking at the soul, and hit the claw with a punch.

"Peng...!"

The terrifying energy erupted again, and the two retreated separately again.

Looking at Xiao Heng, Hun Ri, who stabilized his figure, hid his trembling hands in his sleeves. In that palm, the five-color light was still shining, and the alternating energy of the five elements was still causing damage.

And the most troublesome thing is the vibration of the soul. Every time he collides, even though he looks calm on the surface, it is not the case in reality. The invasion of the soul power of the emperor is not something he can resist at all. That feeling makes him It hurts so much.

Since the start of the war, the two have fought each other no less than a thousand times. It can be seen once or twice, but after a thousand times, Hun Ri's pain from the soul is almost uncontrollable.

"What's the matter? Is this going to work?" Seeing Soul Ri who didn't continue to attack, Xiao Heng also probably guessed his state, and said lightly: "It doesn't feel good to have your soul hurt! But, you are so fast. No, it still makes me a little disappointed! You know...I have just warmed up!"

"What?" Hun Ri's heart was shocked, but on the surface he remained calm, looked at Xiao Heng vigilantly, forced a smile, and said: "Boy, you don't know how strong the Eight-Star Fighting Saint is, even if you have The power of the emperor's soul, but your strength is still far behind!"

"Is that so?" Xiao Heng smiled, as if he had seen through his heart, the long sword in his hand dissipated, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Then, let you try again, how strong is the soul of the emperor realm!"

Xiao Heng's figure suddenly came to the ten thousand feet behind Hun Ri, and then, with a movement of his handprints, a ten thousand feet phantom suddenly appeared behind him...

"No, it's a soul attack...!"

"Nine Nether Souls Destroyed...!"

Seeing that huge phantom, Hun Ri's heart skipped a beat, and then he immediately used his Soul Fighting Skill. A huge black ghost also suddenly appeared behind him, and then shot towards Xiao Heng with the ghost-headed sword. shoot out.

"Huang Quan Tian Fu..."

"Roar…!"

With a loud shout, accompanied by the sound waves that shattered the space, the strange fluctuations suddenly spread, and the soul power contained in it has never been released by Xiao Heng since he acquired this fighting skill.

"Zizizi...!"

The collision of the two soul energies immediately made an extremely ear-piercing sound, the space was shattered, and the huge black evil ghost was directly crushed under the soul wave.

Seeing this scene, Hun Ri's pupils shrunk slightly, his figure retreated rapidly, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, many dark red energies appeared in front of him...

And as the soul wave came in front of him, those energies trembled suddenly, and under the impact of that wave after wave, those dark red grudges also kept trembling, and finally turned into smoke, never to die again. Can't stop any attack.

The soul power rushed into Hunri's soul sea one after another, directly impacting his soul, just for a moment, under the terrifying shot, the fighting energy around Hunri quickly exploded and then dissipated.

And he himself spurted out a mouthful of blood, bleeding from his seven orifices.

Even if his soul has reached the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, and the soul of the Emperor Realm, if he uses the high-level soul fighting skills of the heavenly rank, the power is almost crushing.

At that moment, Hun Ri's soul seemed to be dissipated.

It's just that he is an Eight-Star Fighting Saint after all, and his fighting spirit is running, which still makes him stabilize his soul.

Looking at Xiao Heng, looking at the guy rushing towards him, with the murderous intent rushing towards him, horror appeared in Hun Ri's eyes.

"Escape...you must escape, otherwise you will definitely die!"

Without any hesitation, Hun Ri turned around and fled, but how could he escape!

Seeing Hun Ri turning around and running away, a smile appeared on Xiao Heng's face, how could it be possible, the speed of soul power is much faster than fighting qi!

Beside him, there are condensed soul swords. They are not big, only the size of a palm, and there are ten swords in total. However, they are enough. Moreover, being small does not mean that the power is weak. In fact, this small palm-sized sword, staring at The level is ten times that of the great sword.

"Shhhhhhh...!"

The ten small soul swords burst out, chasing after Hunri, quickly closing the distance between him and Hunri.

Hun Ri looked back and saw the ten small swords. With a wave of his hand, he threw out his fighting spirit, but when the fighting spirit touched the little sword, the little sword suddenly became illusory, and then, unexpectedly Go straight through that vindictiveness.

Although the power has been reduced by a part, it is only a small part.

Seeing this scene, Hun Ri's pupils shrank slightly, and he knew very well what this meant.

In the entire continent, the most studied souls are probably the soul clan, and the soul power, the soul clan is very good at it.

The power of the soul is weird, although fighting qi can also hurt the power of the soul, the damage will be weakened a lot, and the powerful soul power is definitely a big killer, and can even make people invincible.

Just like those soul guardians that Xiao Heng encountered before, they are only soul bodies, so if there is no targeted means, it is really difficult to hurt them with general grudges, even if they can, the damage will be due to the soul. The specificity is greatly reduced.

And the best way to defeat that thing is targeted energy, or soul power stronger than him.

However, at the level of the emperor's realm, there are probably not many things on this continent that can target Xiao Heng's soul power, and there is definitely no soul sun, and soul power stronger than the emperor's realm, soul sun, he still has. not worthy.

Passing through the dark red grudge, the little sword solidified again, and then directly penetrated Hun Ri's body, hurting his soul.

There is no delay in the pain of the soul, but Soul Ri is an old Jianghu after all. With the strength of the Eight Elements Fighting Saint, he used several times the powerful fighting spirit to directly suppress the soul power raging in his body, and then directly used Fighting energy and soul power combined, condensed into substance, condensed in the hands, and slapped the little soul swords that were still flying.

With one palm, those small soul swords were directly sent flying.

Looking at Xiao Heng, Hun Ri stood in mid-air, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth unstoppably, and the wounds on his body that were pierced twice also unstoppably overflowing with blood.

"I didn't expect that the Bai clan could produce a character like you. You are not yet a hundred years old this year! Your soul energy has already reached the emperor level. This talent is higher than that of our patriarch."

"So, what do you want to say?" Xiao Heng said casually, with a slight movement of his sword fingers, the ten small soul swords returned to him, and following his movements, the ten small soul swords condensed together and became one A small soul sword.

Seeing the small soul sword the size of a palm, sensing the terrifying fluctuations above, the corners of Soul Ri's mouth twitched unconsciously, and said: "However, you really think you can kill me easily, believe me , Kill me, you will definitely pay a huge price, so, it is better to let me go, and it is better for everyone to live in peace."

"It's quick for you to admit it." Xiao Heng said casually, looked at Soul Sun, and continued: "However, do you really think that the signal you send can escape the perception of the soul of the emperor, or do you think I am an idiot? I will let you talk nonsense to delay time!"

The idea was exposed, Hun Ri's face changed drastically, his whole body surged, and a little dark red blood condensed in front of him, and then burst out.

"go with!"

Xiao Heng let out a low cry, and with a movement of his sword finger, the palm-sized sword burst out, soundlessly, and then suddenly bumped into the fist-sized blood cell.

"boom…!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, and energy swept across his eyes, Hun Ri broke away from the energy in a panic, fled quickly, and turned his head to look behind.

"You think I'm really an idiot...!"

And suddenly, a Xiao Heng appeared in front of him, with a little sharpness, burst out.

"Soul... clone...!"

The small sword passed between Hun Ri's eyebrows, smashed his soul, and then flew out from the back of his head, bringing out a few drops of blood and some white matter, but there was no blood on the sword.

"If it weren't for the fear that you, an old fellow, would blow yourself up, I wouldn't be too lazy to play with you so much. However, if you were more decisive, you might really be able to hit me hard. However, who made you want to live so much!"

Xiao Heng said softly, with a thought, the little sword dissipated, then turned into a white spot of light and merged into his body, and in the explosion, another Xiao Heng walked out of it, and then quietly merged into Xiao Heng's body.

Supporting the eight-star fighting saint-level corpse with fighting energy, Xiao Heng let out a long breath, and some blood also spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Eight-star Dou Sheng, how can it be so easy to kill, how can it be possible without paying some price, but compared to the record of beheading a peak powerhouse in the middle of the eight-star Dou Sheng, this injury is actually nothing.

"Eight-Star Dou Sheng... Now, even the soul race, they should be quite distressed!" Looking at the corpse, Xiao Heng drew a random drawing, and the grudge turned into runes and merged into the corpse, and an ice coffin appeared, Including the corpse, the corpse of the Eight Star Fighting Saint, still has some value.

"My puppet master has accumulated a lot of materials. When we get to the ancient clan, find some materials from them to refine these puppets!" Xiao Heng murmured, and called the attention of the ancient clan again. After all, Refining such a high-level puppet requires a lot of good materials. If he made it himself, to be honest, he still feels a little distressed.

After the words fell, Xiao Heng tightened the coffin into the ring, then turned his head and glanced at the side of the Sky Demon and Phoenix Clan, and ignored them. With a step, the space in front of him rippled slightly, and Xiao Heng's figure disappeared completely. In this heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)