The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 809 Ancient Battle Intent
In mid-air, a thick vine patted Zhao Shanhe's back firmly, knocking him back several steps in a row.

"Damn it." Anger welled up in Zhao Shanhe's eyes, and he couldn't help but glared at Ye Fei behind him.

There is almost no difference in strength between him and Na Mufeng. Now with the help of the main city, he can vaguely overwhelm him, but as long as he is a little distracted, the advantage he just gained will disappear.

In the battle between the strong, just a small flaw can dominate the final outcome.

"Feng Tiansuo!" In the midair far away, Ye Fei forcibly suppressed the injury in his body, and made another shot at this moment.

In his palm, the ancient rune seal quickly condensed.

The violent thunder power rolled around his body, and the thunder curtain in the midair appeared out of thin air again, and at the same time Ye Fei pointed to the sky.

"Little thing, I will kill you first, and I am slowly dealing with that Mufeng." Zhao Shanhe couldn't help gnashing his teeth at this moment, his figure flickered, dodging the blow of Mufeng in front of him.

The red giant sword in his hand was thrown out, and the next moment it melted into the air.

But at this time, within the thunder curtain in the sky, a huge finger broke through the thunder and pointed towards Zhao Shanhe.

"Small Taoism can't hurt this emperor..." Zhao Shanhe showed confidence, obviously preparing to resist the force of that finger.

In mid-air, at the same time that finger fell, not far ahead, in front of Ye Fei, a huge red long sword pierced through the air, and the majestic soul pressure locked his figure. .

"Golden Light Shield." Ye Fei focused his eyes, and then launched the strongest defense.

In the next moment, a golden barrier completely enveloped his figure, and the power of that sword stably slashed on the barrier, erupting with terrifying power.

The golden light shield with extremely strong defensive power only blocked it for less than two breaths before it shattered.

With Ye Fei's serious face, the power of cold surged out of his body, and the Lianhua ice sword blocked him at the same time, but the power of Zhao Shanhe's sword obviously cannot be underestimated.

Most of the defenses were almost shattered by the red sword light, and the power of that sword finally fell on Ye Fei.

"With the power of Soul Emperor's sword, Ye Fei may not die or be disabled." In the middle of the sky far away, Fairy Mengyuan couldn't help but whispered at this moment.

In her opinion, Ye Fei was undoubtedly looking for death. Under the confrontation between the two soul emperors, he, a junior in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, wanted to intervene to change the situation of the battle, which was extremely stupid.

"It shouldn't be."

"This kid is not a reckless person." Yue Chen's eyes flickered at this moment, his gaze had been focused on Ye Fei, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face at this time.

It stands to reason that in the battle between the two major soul powers, even if Ye Fei wants to take action, he must at least have the means to deter the soul emperor. Such a random attack seems to be losing his mind, and he really doesn't want to act like this.

"Hmph, he's too confident, the strength of the Soul Emperor is beyond my comprehension."

Meng Yuan didn't take it seriously. When she spoke, she glanced at Ye Fei in the distance and couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

Yuechen heard the words, and it was hard to refute anything at this time, so she could only stare again and look forward.

Following his gaze, he saw that the soul emperor Zhao Shanhe, after resisting the force of that day's thunder, was attacked by another soul emperor at the same time, and seemed to be slightly injured.

On the other hand, Ye Fei, who was in the distance, was directly blown away, spurting several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his complexion was extremely pale in an instant, and his aura was extremely weak.

"If there is no golden light shield and Lianhua sword to stop me, I will die from the power of that sword." Ye Fei calmed down, and at this time he couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back.

A strong man who has surpassed the realm of supernatural powers is indeed not something he, a middle-stage Nascent Soul, can fight against.

"Next, let's watch Mu Feng's performance." Ye Fei smiled slightly, and he was not stepping forward at this time, but in his palm, the red fairy bamboo flute had fallen into his palm at some point.

But at this time, with Ye Fei seriously injured, everyone's eyes turned away from him and fell on the two soul emperors.

Zhao Shanhe, who was in the mid-air in front of him, never looked at Ye Fei for a second. After he stabilized his figure, the red giant sword fell into his palm again at some point, and rushed towards Mu Feng in front of him.

"boom!"

"Boom..." Bursts of explosions continued to resound in midair, and the pressure of the soul in the surrounding air became stronger and stronger as the battle between the two became more intense.

Time is slowly passing by, and the battle between the two soul emperors has reached a feverish stage at this moment.

A series of ancient and secret techniques can be said to emerge endlessly, which opened the eyes of everyone in the hidden door below, and even Ye Fei, who was far behind, couldn't help being a little surprised at this time.

"Wood Wind is fighting purely by instinct."

"But with my control, then Zhao Shanhe should not be able to see any clues." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and the expression on his face at this time was a little elusive.

It is actually not difficult for him to kill Zhao Shanhe, but if he wants to subdue and refine him, it is extremely difficult, and there is still a lot of risk.

But risks often coexist with rewards, bombing and refining, Ye Fei obviously chose the latter.

In the mid-air ahead, Zhao Shanhe's eyes flashed a cold light at this time, he saw him launch a wooden wind attack with a sword, and then retreated several feet backwards.

"In the name of this emperor, open the soul field." The soul emperor Zhao Shanhe shouted, and at the same time quickly made a formula in his palm.

Under everyone's horrified eyes, the entire main city of Fengdu suddenly trembled at this moment, and a huge gap in the sky far behind suddenly opened slowly.

In the rear crack, bursts of breath of time came, as if from ancient times.

"Mufeng, you shouldn't have come to my Fengcheng. Since you are here, you will die here today." Zhao Shanhe sneered at this time, and the long sword in his hand was turned over, and at the same time it melted into the air.

The huge red long sword shot out the next moment, pointing directly at the person in front of him.

Mu Feng's figure didn't back down at all, he raised his hand, his arms turned into vines, tightly wrapped around the giant sword, the sharp blade was unable to cut through the vines.

And at this moment, Zhao Shanhe's ultimate move was activated, and the rune seal formula in his palm took shape, pointing towards the crack behind.

"Concentrate the ancient fighting spirit, suppress the soul!" Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands together, put his two index fingers together, turned over and pointed out again, pointing like the soul emperor Mu Feng in front of him.

The soul field of the Soul Emperor in Fengcheng City is naturally extraordinary, it has been passed down from thousands of years ago, the soul slaves in it are not strong, but the fighting spirit permeating the soul field is terrifying.

This ancient fighting spirit can be said to be Zhao Shanhe's strongest killer move.

"Haha, haha, Mu Feng, I will see you refine today and become my soul slave."

"Suppression!" Zhao Shanhe laughed loudly. He was in a good mood at the moment. In the main city of Fengdu, he already had a huge advantage. Now a soul emperor came to his door to be refined by him. Something to be happy about.

In the central region of Penglai, each of the four main cities is guarded by a soul emperor, each of whom fears the other.

But once this balance is broken, the main city of Fengdu will have two soul emperors, and the other three main cities will be destroyed, it is only a matter of time.

Following Zhao Shanhe's attack, a dark red aura stretched out from the ancient battlefield behind Feng, like a blood mist, instantly blocking Mu Feng's figure.

Under this force, the vines surrounding Mu Feng all withered in the blink of an eye.

"I still don't surrender to the emperor!" The smile on Zhao Shanhe's face remained unchanged, he condensed pure soul power, turned it into a seal in his palm, and then swept towards the person in front of him.

This seal is connected to his soul power, which is equivalent to the power of the soul of a person in martial arts, and can easily refine and subdue the wood wind in front of him.

"Well, this is it?" The smile on Zhao Shanhe's face suddenly froze at this moment when the soul seal was integrated into his body.

His figure trembled suddenly, followed by a mouthful of blood, and at the same time he raised his head suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It has already been subdued, this is impossible!"

"In the Penglai Central Territory, no one can fight against the Soul Emperor except me and others..." Zhao Shanhe took two steps back, and the aura on his body was extremely chaotic.

Before erasing the imprints of other people's spirits, they will plant their own imprints, even if they are as strong as the soul emperor level, they will undoubtedly suffer backlash.

And at the same time, Ye Fei, who had been dormant in the rear, suddenly stepped into the air at this time, and appeared in front of Zhao Shanhe in a flash.

"Ancient Jianmu, suppress it for Ye." Without any hesitation, Ye Fei instantly activated the power of the leaf on the back of his hand, and his entire right arm instantly turned into a huge vine.

The vines stretched extremely fast, without giving Zhao Shanhe any chance to react.

Ye Fei didn't hesitate to be seriously injured, and what he was waiting for was this opportunity, this opportunity to end the Soul Emperor and end the Soul Slaves.

"Lock the soul, seal the body, and obtain knowledge." Ye Fei controlled the vines in his arm, and while blocking Zhao Shanhe, he began to blow his consciousness away.

In the mid-air ahead, Zhao Shanhe struggled constantly, but the vines of ancient Jianmu entangled him tightly, showing no sign of letting go at all.

"This emperor refuses to accept!"

"Junior, I, Zhao Shanhe, will definitely smash my corpse into thousands of pieces." The soul power in Zhao Shanhe's body erupted, and he was struggling frantically at this moment, trying to break free from the shackles of the ancient building wood.

Once he got away, he could easily kill Ye Fei with just one blow.

But Ye Fei naturally wouldn't give him a chance. The battle between the person in front of him and Mu Feng had already consumed a lot of soul power. Coupled with the backlash from the brand mark, it was already impossible to break free from the shackles at this moment.

"You have no chance..." Ye Fei whispered, and quickly made a formula in his palm, and a brand of spirit and soul was condensed and formed in his hand.

This seal, along with the vines on his right arm, spread towards the person in front, and easily merged into Zhao Shanhe's body.

(End of this chapter)