Genius Sword Immortal (Feng Yin Zi Chen)

Zhang Xinyun has four congenital ghost seals. When he subdues his soul, he can surpass five times his accomplishments.

In other words, she now has 180 years of cultivation, and at most she can subdue her soul who had 1080 years of cultivation before she died.

Of course, this is only in theory. In fact, each practitioner's soul strength is different. If the other's soul strength is too strong, Zhang Xinyun will not be able to subdue him even if he has been practicing for seven or eight hundred years.

Now Ye Feng, just holding a try to see the mentality, let Zhang Xinyun hand.

Zhang Xinyun's cool short hair rose with the wind, and her whole body was covered by dark black light. In an instant, a series of invisible forces of the nether world swept towards the seven Spirits of the ink Python in front of her.

In a twinkling of an eye, the seven Spirits of Mo Python have been shrouded in it by Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost spirit power.

"Ah! It's a natural ghost

Ink Python was shocked instantly, only the remaining seven souls immediately subconsciously struggled.

This struggle, he found that the original congenital ghost spirit body is relatively weak, only 180 years of cultivation!

"This cultivation, also want to subdue me, little girl, you think too much!"

The seven souls of the ink Python instantly condensed into a black faced savage image, with a ferocious look on his face and roared at Zhang Xinyun.

It's a pity that now he has no ability to hurt Ye Feng and others. With a fierce roar, he can only try to break free of Zhang Xinyun's bondage and continue to flee.

"Want to run?"

Ye Feng suddenly realized the intention of the black python, and his eyes flashed with light, and the force of the semi metaphysical level space urged him.

Fencing!

Ye Feng has integrated some semi metaphysical space power into his sword wrapping technique. Such a move of swordsmanship is not something that the seven souls of the Mo Python can break free from.

Shua!

Just in a flash, the ink Python found that his only seven souls could not escape from the surrounding area!

"You little devil, you have only 300 years of cultivation, but you have already understood the power of semi metaphysical space. How terrible you are

Mo Python is surprised, this just began to pay attention to Ye Feng's dressing, and then feel Ye Feng's just one move of wrapping swordsmanship.

Soon, he found out the identity of Ye Feng.

"You are the inheritor of dragon sword!"

Mo Mang's face was full of panic, as if to see something extremely terrible.

"Yes, if you are wise, you'd better put your hands on it."

Ye Feng said faintly that he didn't know what the Dragon Sword inheritors had to fear in the eyes of Mo Mang, but he was still very cooperative and installed the force.

Sure enough, seeing Ye Feng's appearance, Mo mang stopped struggling all of a sudden, and the ghost condensed into his body, with a crazy look in his eyes.

"Since it is the inheritor of the dragon sword, it is easy to do it!"

Mo mang laughed: "Lu Ling stinky boy, although you killed me, you don't want to have a good life! Young man, how about a deal? "

"Oh?"

Ye Feng slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power was completely encircling the ink python. However, it can be seen that in front of this level of congenital ghost seal power, the ink Python's soul strength is not afraid at all.

Even if trapped by Ye Feng, Zhang Xinyun is still unable to subdue the ink python with his own cultivation.

After all, Mo mang had been practicing for two thousand years before he was alive. The gap was too big.

"This time, you, as the inheritor of the dragon sword, naturally want to fight for it. However, your cultivation is too low. I'm afraid you can't get any benefits."

Mo Python quickly said: "you promise me a condition, I will help you get this piece of debris!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng slightly doubts.

It seems that ink python, a powerful existence with two thousand years of cultivation, attaches great importance to the debris. Is there anything different between this fragment and ordinary Tiancai Dibao?

Ye Feng is not clear, but under the current situation, it is not appropriate to ask more.

"What condition, you say first."

Ye Feng can only listen to the other party's conditions first. If he can get the pieces, he will return to the tomb of dragon sword and study it slowly.

Otherwise, if the black faced strong man in front of him knew that he was just a small shrimps inherited from dragon sword, and didn't even understand the fragments, he might not have proposed such a deal.

"Let your elders fight against Lu Ling of yunhuang academy!"

The black face of the black Python shows ferocity, a face unwilling color.

As soon as Ye Feng heard this, he immediately knew that the other party's request was to revenge with the help of his dragon sword inheritance.

With this in mind, Ye Feng sneered: "if the elders of my dragon sword inheriting school will take care of such small things, do you still need you to get the fragments for me?"

It's not so easy to take advantage of Ye Feng. Now Ye Feng really wants to get the fragment, but he wants Zhang Xinyun to subdue the seven souls of the ink python.In that way, it will be a great help to the ancient ruins after Ye Feng and others.

"You can't say that, baby."

Mo mang was shaking his head. It seemed that he was not afraid to be subdued by Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power. His goal was completely focused on Ye Feng. He continued: "if you let the elders of your school grab the fragment, do you think they will give it to you?"

"Even if you don't give it to me, what does that have to do with you?"

Ye Feng coldly returned: "this is also the matter of our dragon sword inheritance, not to mention the laoshizi fragment, the master of our dragon sword inheritance, everyone has it. Why compete with me as a younger generation?"

He is not right. Now he doesn't know that the fragment is precious. Even if there are some Dao realms which have been cultivated for more than one thousand years in the inheritance of dragon sword, I'm afraid they need it very much.

Mo Mang's tone is not bad. It's good that the Dragon Sword inherits the wealth. Such a fragment may not compete with a younger generation

Is thinking, Ye Feng is defiantly difficult!

Just and the other side of this period of time, Ye Feng has been preparing, want to the other side of the remaining seven souls one more into three.

In this way, Zhang Xinyun concentrates the power of the congenital ghost seal on a remnant soul, which is easy to subdue, and then subdue the next

In this way, she was able to subdue three souls, but these three souls can still be combined to become the seven souls of an ink python. Their fighting power is far beyond the ordinary three souls!

In a moment, Ye Feng's multicolored arrows and dark blood colored shield awn suddenly swept out.

Shua!

Like a breeze, the seven souls of the snake are divided into three parts again.

If ye Feng's identity of dragon sword inheritance had not suppressed Mo Mang and distracted him from thinking, even if ye Feng used two immortal tools, he would never have been able to disperse his residual soul!

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhang. Come one by one. I've separated the three parts of his spirit."

Ye Feng said, while urging the force of semi metaphysical level space, will be separated by the ink Python remnant soul respectively entangled.

The remnant soul of Mo Python is divided into three parts, and the black face of some of them finally shows a look of panic.