The strongest starting system

Chapter 660

"The law is also sealed?" Zhao Wushuang was stunned, and then tried to mobilize the power of the law in the soul world.

Sure enough, there was a powerful sealing force in the law that suppressed it to death, and it could not be used. The same was true for the power of magic energy and soul, all of which were sealed.

"So what?" Zhao Wushuang smiled lightly without any scruples.

"How? That means we are here to kill you like a dog!" Song Feichen sternly said.

The five of them stepped forward in unison, pressing towards Zhao Wushuang step by step.

"If I'm not mistaken, this ban is not only for me, right?" Zhao Wushuang said.

"That's right, the five of us are the same, but one difference is that in this forbidden city, the power of the physical body is not sealed, and the five of us happen to have made quite a lot of achievements in the physical body, so what do you think?" Song Feichen sneered road.

Zhao Wushuang looked it up and found that it was roughly the same as what he said. These five people were tall and strong, with a faint light shining on their bodies, like treasures.

"You all want to teach me a lesson here?" Zhao Wushuang smiled charmingly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Song Feichen hated this look very much, Zhao Wushuang dared to be so arrogant even when he was about to die, he must be taught a painful lesson!

Although they couldn't kill anyone here, don't forget, as long as they don't endanger their lives, they can play with Zhao Wushuang however they want.

Song Feichen's idea was to cut off Zhao Wushuang's limbs first, and then use a knife to scrape out pieces of flesh from his body. Zhao Wushuang would definitely not be able to bear such a cruel torture method, so he begged them to give him a piece of meat. He is happy.

The scene of Zhao Wushuang begging for mercy had already been imagined in his mind, Song Feichen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, his face was full of cruelty.

"That's right, if you're sensible, don't move it, otherwise, I'm not sure what will happen to the knife in my hand." Song Feichen took out a khaki long knife from the storage ring, judging from the power coming from it, This is a sixth-grade medium magic weapon.

Generally, people in Jiuli Xuangong disdain to use weapons. They think that their own hands are the best weapons, so maybe this knife is a treasure that Song Feichen seized from some unlucky hand.

Zhao Wushuang stood there without moving. He really wanted to see what skills these people had that could teach him a lesson.

If he reveals his true identity here, I'm afraid these people will even be scared out of urine, right?

"Wait!" Zhao Wushuang stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Huh?" Song Feichen narrowed his eyes, Zhao Wushuang stopped his movements at this moment, it was nothing more than timidity and wanting to ask for mercy.

As for what Song Feichen really thought, he didn't know, but at least he thought so.

"What? Do you want us to let you go? No way!" Song Feichen sneered, then raised his sword and slashed at Zhao Wushuang fiercely, only to hear a loud sound of piercing through the air, coming suddenly.

The huge force blew out hurricanes, and a small crack appeared in the space for this. It can be seen how powerful the power contained in this knife is!

Zhao Wushuang reckoned that this person's strength was at least 20 dragons!
"As expected of the leader of Jiuli Xuan Palace, the physical body is really strong." Zhao Wushuang couldn't conceal the admiration in his eyes, and then raised his arms under the shocked eyes of the people.

"Want to catch the knife with bare hands?" Song Feichen was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that the strength in his hands increased again.

In the eyes of those around him, Zhao Wushuang's behavior was undoubtedly submission or arrogance.

How can anyone dare to take a knife with bare hands when there is no spiritual power and law?This is not an ordinary long sword in the world, but a genuine sixth-grade sword!

Needless to say, the weight and sharpness, even if you can't use your spiritual power to push it, it's not something that a person can resist with his body.

Keng!
Only a sound of gold and iron intersecting came, and the khaki long knife slashed on Zhao Wushou's palms, and he froze in mid-air, unable to penetrate an inch.

"What's going on?" Song Feichen couldn't believe his eyes, he clearly saw that the knife was actually slashing Zhao Wu's hands, why didn't he slash him?
Is it possible that I am dazzled?
Undeterred Song Feichen continued to increase his strength, the veins on his face ran out, and the huge strength was completely infused into his arms.

But no matter how he moved, Zhao Wushuang remained motionless like a sculpture, as if what he received was not a knife, but a toy.

"Brother Fei, what are you..." The people around couldn't see it, and asked in doubt.

"Stop talking nonsense! Kill this kid!" Song Feichen's face turned red, he didn't know whether it was from anger or what.

The other four disciples of Jiulixuan Palace reacted quickly, and hurriedly attacked Zhao Wushuang with loud shouts.

Keng!
It's the sound of gold and iron colliding again!
Now it was the turn of these people to be dumbfounded. They felt the severe pain from their fists and stared at Zhao Wushuang in horror, as if they were looking at a monster!

"What's the matter? Is this kid wearing a defensive magic weapon?"

"Probably not. From the palm of his hand, it can be seen that this kid caught the long knife with his body."

"It's so terrifying, is this person still a human being? This is simply a living god of iron!"

Everyone was amazed, and they were surprised by Zhao Wushuang's strength.

What is most important in this forbidden city?That must be the flesh body!If the physical body is strong, then here is an invincible existence!
To put it bluntly, it was their misfortune that Song Feichen and others took the initiative to provoke Zhao Wushuang without knowing their life and death, and now they can only pray that they will not be tortured.

"Damn it!" Song Feichen pulled out the long knife abruptly, and slashed again unwillingly.

This time Zhao Wushuang didn't resist, but just let the long knife fall on his head.

The blade shone with a cold light, and small cracks appeared on the hard sixth-grade magic weapon, which was shocking!

"What?" Song Feichen's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

To be honest, this is scarier than seeing a ghost!The knife collided with the head, and the knife split?

Nothing is more intuitive than sight, Song Feichen only realized now that he had kicked an iron plate, and it was a very hard iron plate.

Clang!

Song Feichen let go, and the treasured knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He took two steps back in a daze, shook his head slightly, his face was full of disbelief, and kept murmuring: "Impossible... This is impossible..."

The other four Jiulixuan Palace disciples were so frightened that their souls almost flew away. They looked flustered and retreated like Song Feichen.

"Is it fun?" Zhao Wushuang asked with a smile.

Song Feichen couldn't hear what Zhao Wushuang was saying at all, and now he was immersed in his own world, and the scene of the phenomenon kept echoing in his mind.

How could a normal person's body be so hard?Under the action of hundreds of thousands of dragons, even a small mountain can be split open by him. Could it be that the head is harder than the mountain?

This was a question he couldn't figure out no matter what.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Wushuang's eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

With several screams in succession, the four poor Jiulixuan Palace disciples were directly blasted by the huge force and flew backwards for an unknown number of miles, with a collapse mark appearing on their chests.

(End of this chapter)