In Kunshan Soul Force Field, the Great Elder Han Dan looked at Han Biao in the sky and Ye Duoduo in the distance, with a sinister look in his eyes and a proud smile.
"Bing Hun, considering our past friendship, if you don't understand the fighting spirit and just retreat, I won't care about the losses you bring to the Kunshan Sect."
Han Biao looked at Bing Hun and spoke lightly.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Fight your soul! Is it still useful to talk about this now?"
Bing Hun sighed and shook his head, clasping his palms together. Snow-white ice-cold soul energy spread out from his body, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.
"Hehehehe——"
"Let Ice Soul see how strong your soul power will be after being promoted to Demon Master?"
Bing Hun let out a gentle breath, twisted his palms suddenly, and more than a dozen wide Ling Bing appeared in front of him out of thin air. During the rotation, illusions continued, making bursts of whistling sounds.
The mysterious man in black Menghe's face gradually became serious, his sleeves and robe waved slightly, and a strange black shadow stretched and shrunk under his feet. As soon as he held his hand, the black soul energy condensed, and after a while, it formed a black spear several feet long. The tip of the gun swayed slightly, and the air rippled.
"Ye Duoduo, let's go!"
Bing Hun let out a deep cry, pushed forward with his palm, and more than a dozen huge icicles suddenly cut through the sky and flew towards Han Biao.
The mysterious man in black, Menghe, holds the black spear in one hand, twists his body, and projects it.
The snow-white ice and the spear, with frighteningly powerful soul energy, shot straight towards Han Biao not far away. Along the way, two long deep marks were left in the sky.
The two old men started their soul fighting together. Ye Duoduo's flying dragon wings spread out and landed gently on the head of the seven-color winged fire snake. With an urging, the seven-color winged fire snake immediately turned around. Its huge body and the soul speed displayed were quite fast.
The former head Han Biao shook his head without saying a word. He raised his hands, pointed at the flying ice and black spear, and drank lightly.
"Wind Wheel Technique, Thrust——"
There was a strong wind in the sky, and a stream of wind soul energy spread across the air. A thrust quickly formed, blocking the flying ice and black spears.
"boom--"
Ling Bing and the black spear collided with the thrust of the wind soul energy, and the explosion of thunder and lightning resounded through the sky. Waves of soul energy fluctuations have become ripples and spread out.
The wind soul energy didn't even feel shaky at all.
Bing Hun and Meng He jointly activated their soul power, and the activated soul energy did not seem to pose much threat to Han Biao's defensive soul energy.
The wind soul crossed the air, and the faces of Binghun and Menghe changed a little.
At this time, the former head Han Biao saw the seven-color winged fire snake flying towards him and waved his right hand towards its flight path. There was already a loud sound of wind in the air, and a huge wind soul energy suddenly appeared in front of the seven-color winged fire snake.
The seven-color winged fire snake was startled and hurriedly raised its body to avoid running into Han Biao's soul energy.
"Godly Wind Soul Qi——"
Originally blocking the flight path of the seven-color winged fire snake, Han Biao's palm suddenly moved towards the ice soul and Meng Heyi style soul power, urging the rich soul energy to gather like a strong wind. That was the substantial divine wind soul energy, overwhelmingly emerging. In front of them both.
The divine wind and soul energy are intertwined with each other, like a long snake, shuttling through the void. After a while, Binghun and Menghe found out, but they were tied up for no apparent reason.
At that time, the soul energy in the body was fluctuating, but every time a ray of Shifeng's soul energy was broken, an even stronger soul energy roared through time and space, binding the two of them again.
"oh--"
"He is worthy of being a strong man with soul power at the level of a demon master. The soul energy stimulated by the soul power does not seem to be very strong. Two magic masters fought with him, but they were unable to fight back. It seems that the magic master and the demon master The gap in soul power levels is too big."
After only one round of soul fighting, Han Biao easily trapped the two magicians Bing Hun and Meng He. The old weirdo Murong Jie couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that it is not so easy for Ye Duoduo to leave Kunshan!"
The former head Han Biao trapped Bing Hun and Meng He. His eyes glanced at the attack that was about to avoid the divine wind soul energy. Han Biao stepped forward and reappeared, already in front of the seven-color winged fire snake.
Han Biao looked at the red eyes of the Seven-Colored Winged Fire Snake. She opened her mouth wide, and the snake spat out highly poisonous liquid, which it sprayed towards Han Biao.
Han Biao waved his hand, and divine wind soul energy appeared in front of him. The venom pours down, just like the substantive divine wind and soul energy, corroding it.
The divine wind soul energy did not harm the seven-color winged fire snake. Just as he was about to prepare for the second activation, a huge and rich soul energy suddenly came from the tail.
Turning around, Han Biao appeared behind the Winged Fire Snake at some unknown time.
"Get down here!"
The former head, Han Biao, stamped his foot and stepped directly on the tail of the seven-color winged fire snake. With its huge and rich soul energy, the seven-color winged fire snake's soul was already injured, and it let out a shrill scoff before falling leisurely.
"laugh--"
"boom--"
The seven-color winged fire snake hit hard on the corner of the soul aura field, and the hard bluestone floor was directly crushed to pieces by the seven-color winged fire snake.
"puff--"
"laugh--"
Han Biao's soul fighting spirit was hidden before. Ye Duoduo happened to be on the back of the seven-color winged fire snake. The hidden soul energy was attacking, but Ye Duoduo was only at the level of a demon master's soul power, and the soul energy in his dantian was enough to resist it.
Ye Duoduo's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Duoduo slid off the back of the seven-color winged fire snake, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the crimson-red winged fire snake's eyes, which were dim and dull, and the teeth were clenching.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Your souls are defeated and your souls are hurt!"
Han Biao used the Wind Wheel Technique, and his figure was like a ghostly shadow, appearing in the air in front of Ye Duoduo, with a faint expression on his face.
Ye Duoduo grinned, pulled out the nine-turn soul iron, pointed it at Han Biao, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"puff--"
"You are soul-destroying and soul-wounding, the two elders, and I, Ye Duoduo!"
The former head Han Biao slowly fell to the ground and walked towards Ye Duoduo step by step.
"Chi chi chi chi -"
Han Biao slowly approached Ye Duoduo, and the seven-color winged fire snake made several sharp screeching sounds.
Han Biao was approaching step by step. The seven-color winged fire snake flicked its tail, and a huge shadow flew towards Han Biao.
The overwhelming noise did not change Han Biao's expression. Inadvertently, he waved his hand upwards, and a dense soul energy several feet long appeared out of thin air. A palm slapped on the tail of the seven-color winged fire snake.
The soul-stimulating energy was so dense and contained powerful soul power that it actually broke the tail of the seven-color winged fire snake. It flew away and broke more than a dozen towering trees.
"laugh--"
"Chichi——"
A sharp pain came from the snake's tail, causing the Seven-color Winged Fire Snake to sneer again.
The former head Han Biao glanced at the huge seven-color winged fire snake and frowned.
This soul beast, the Snake King, far surpasses the six-round soul ring.
His crimson eyes, glowing with a ray of crimson, looked at Han Biao who was slowly approaching.
The seven-color winged fire snake spit out venom again. Han Biao stopped dodging and moved leisurely directly towards the venom. The robe on his body was not damaged at all.
