infinite power system

Chapter 206 Goodbye Yin Soldier
The bleak wind in the forest made the man in silver armor turn pale.

He understood the meaning of Tang Feng's words. The sword intent that defeated him just now was not created by the ancients, but realized by Tang Feng himself.

"How long have you been practicing swords, less than a year, how could this happen?"

The man in silver armor lost his eyesight and suffered a huge blow. After all, comprehending a new sword intent has always been an important consideration in judging future achievements.

"What is impossible in this world?"

Tang Feng looked at the silver-armored man indifferently, and a gleam of cold flashed in the corner of his eyes: "It's perfectly normal for a sword cultivator to comprehend a new sword intent, but you can't comprehend it, just because..."

"You are not a sword repairer at all, or you are not worthy of using a sword at all!"

Tang Feng's eyes were like cold electricity, and his words were sonorous and powerful, which directly shocked the silver armored man so much that he couldn't even hold his sword.

"Enough, Tang Feng, my men, it's not their turn yet..."

Xue Wenjin's face darkened, and he opened his mouth to scold, but before he could finish speaking, Tang Feng forcefully stuffed him back.

"Xue Wenjin, when I'm talking, is it your turn to interrupt?"

Tang Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he said expressionlessly: "You were in Desolation before, and I respect you for your military service for Desolation. Even if I know that you are targeting me everywhere, I would like to call you Fifth Brother Xue."

After a slight pause, Tang Feng's voice turned cold: "However, since you have betrayed Desolation, then...you are nothing more than a dog in my eyes. And I have never liked to have a dog around when I talk. Beside howling."

"you……"

Xue Wenjin's complexion changed, and then he smiled instead of anger: "Tang Feng, you are really not afraid of death. There is an army of thousands of people behind me. Do you think that with your cultivation, you can defeat a thousand troops with one person?"

One man against a thousand troops?

Tang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Xue Wenjin like a joke.

In the world of "God's Tomb", it's not like he didn't fail to defeat a thousand cavalry with a single sword. Although the army behind Xue Wenjin was a bit stronger than the lone wolf cavalry of Jin, he didn't need to really kill the army of a thousand.

In other words, he didn't want to kill one of the thousand soldiers at all.

All he wanted, from beginning to end, was Xue Wenjin alone.

"I want to kill you, even if the number of this army is increased ten times, it will not help."

Tang Feng tapped the hilt of the pawn crossing the river lightly with his index finger, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Moreover, at the moment when the voice landed, he had already stepped out of the imaginary step, leaving behind eighteen disillusioned afterimages, and his real body went straight to Xue Wenjin.

"I know you're amazing, but..."

Xue Wenjin felt confident, smiled coldly, and clapped his hands three times.

hum.

The sound of the sonic boom sounded, and a black shadow suddenly jumped up from the ground full of putrid mud, like a vicious poisonous snake, biting Tang Feng at an extremely tricky angle.

The Seventh Rank of Origin!

"Even if you are unparalleled in combat power, it is absolutely impossible to cross the natural moat between the two realms of soul and source!"

Xue Wenjin glanced at Tang Feng's disillusioned figure with pity, his face full of disdain.

However, the ending was obviously different from what he had imagined.

Before he had time to see what happened, he saw his seventh-rank Origin Realm guard fall straight down from the sky, and then he could no longer move.

"I said, I will let you die in the third watch, no one can keep you until the fifth watch."

Tang Feng was expressionless. His current cultivation was still one foot away from the first rank of the Soul Realm, but his spiritual power was enough to match that of a master of the sixth rank of the Origin Realm.

Just now, the master of the seventh rank of the source realm rushed to kill him, and without hesitation, he directly swung his sword intent with his divine sense and killed him.

"you……"

With the death of the biggest support, Xue Wenjin could no longer keep calm, and just about to shout for help, his throat was locked by Tang Feng's right palm.

"I originally thought that after I finished the crown ceremony, I would go to Shuntian, the capital city, and then slowly deal with you and that great eunuch Sun Pinglu, but it's unfortunate that you've hit my gunpoint right now. "

Tang Feng casually lifted Xue Wenjin off the ground, and his eyes were sharper than the Heavenly Knife.

"It's just that since you are a pawn in my desolation, you still have meaning to exist now, so you don't have to die."

Hearing this, Xue Wenjin, whose face was ashen, once again had a gleam of hope in his eyes.

However, this ray of brilliance has not yet lasted, and it has quickly declined.

Click.

The sound of Xue Wenjin's shattered throat was very clear, but it seemed a bit eerie and terrifying when combined with the environment of Yindu Mountain.

"You may have misunderstood what I mean. I said that you don't have to die. It's just that your physical body can remain intact for a while longer."

Tang Feng glanced indifferently at the corpse of Xue Wenjin at his feet, opened the Tianyu Holy Realm, and released the ghost king brought out from the world of "God's Tomb".

"See Your Majesty."

The ghost king has not forgotten the horror of Tang Feng holding the Soul Relief Ballad, so he has always been very respectful to Tang Feng.

"You were parasitic in Zhuang Xiya's body before, can you use him as a container now?"

Tang Feng looked calm and pointed at Xue Wenjin's body.

The ghost king nodded, and said, "It's okay to return to the Lord's words."

Tang Feng hummed and signaled the Ghost King to enter Xue Wenjin's body, but he didn't look at the process anymore.

"In Yindu Mountain, there are still many undead like this. The purpose of my coming here is to subdue many undead. If you don't want to be like Xue Wenjin, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Tang Feng glanced at the army of thousands of people, his words were indifferent, quite like a cold-blooded demon.

"If someone really has a bigger mouth, I can understand it, but it's just the end..."

Tang Feng sneered, and with the ability to control thousands of soldiers, he controlled the long sword at the silver armored man's feet, and immediately cut off the silver armored man's head.

"End, just like him."

Seeing this, the thousand soldiers didn't dare to have any other thoughts, and knelt down to Tang Feng one after another.

The corner of Tang Feng's mouth curled up into an icy arc. These people were not an elite army in the first place, and their loyalty to the Yunqin Empire might not be very high. It is normal for them to defect when they are so frightened by him at the moment.

Of course, he wouldn't think that this was enough to completely control the thousand soldiers. After all, people's hearts have always been the most complicated thing.

At this moment, the ghost king also completely merged into Xue Wenjin's body.

"Xue Wenjin" stood up, moved his joints, and laughed twice, as if he was very satisfied with this body.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Xue Wenjin" saluted Tang Feng respectfully.

Tang Feng nodded, and his cold eyes fell on the thousand soldiers again. If what he said just now was just intimidation, then the current scene is truly terrifying.

Da da da.

It seems that in order to match such a strange scene, in the darkness deep in the forest, there were waves of armor rubbing sounds at this moment.

"An excuse from the Yin soldiers?"

Tang Feng followed the prestige, his pupils shrank suddenly.

(End of this chapter)