So...so strong! "
Ling Yunfei stared at the strange young man standing next to him in stunned silence. His throat couldn't help but slide, and his heart was extremely shocked.
He didn't even release the soul ring. The long sword in his hand was still his own martial soul. It was just a seemingly ordinary slash, but it was able to cut out such a powerful sword energy. With one blow, he ranked first on the Purple Soul List. , Tuoba Wu, who he regarded as exceeding his goal, was seriously injured.
Ling Yunfei looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.
Flying slashes, sword energy.
Is this a soul skill? Also, the sword energy that was slashed out also had the attribute of thunder and lightning. Isn’t this the attribute of my own martial soul? Could it be that he used my martial soul as a weapon to induce this effect?
This is too perverted!
Ling Yunfei himself can use skills similar to this sword energy. His second soul skill, Thunder Blade, is to swing his sword to create a sword energy attack with thunder and lightning attributes. However, he needs soul skills to use it.
But this person, in such a simple way, used a move similar to his second soul skill, and it was even more powerful. What a terrifying state this is?
Is it possible that this young man who looks to be the same age as me has a swordsmanship level far beyond mine, and there is an insurmountable gap between him and me?
This is a little hard for Ling Yunfei to accept. As a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, he has always been the strongest sword martial soul master among his peers in the combat system. He is also the chief of the Sword Academy, and is highly favored by the elders of the sect. They all thought that he might replace Sword Douluo in the future, become the next Sword Douluo, and become the guardian of the sect.
And he, Ling Yunfei, has been practicing hard with this goal in mind. To be able to be valued so highly by the sect, his talent is also first-rate, and he is also the strongest among his peers in the combat department.
Although he is only ranked second on the Purple Soul List, Tuoba Wu, who is number one, is two years older than him, and his soul power is two levels higher than him. In this way, Ling Yunfei can still fight Tuoba Wu effectively. Come and go, the strength is naturally good.
But after seeing the person in front of him, Ling Yunfei couldn't help but feel helpless and frustrated.
The silver sword in his hand turned into light spots and disappeared. Zeng Yi was a little surprised and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ling Yunfei beside him.
In fact, it was Ling Yunfei who took his martial soul back into his body. This is not because he is stingy and doesn't let others see his martial spirit. However, having his martial soul, the Silver Purple Thunder Spirit Sword, in someone else's hand made him feel very uncomfortable.
In this world, everyone has a martial soul. The martial soul can be said to be a part of a person's body, or a part of his soul.
When his martial soul was being used by others, Ling Yunfei felt as if his body was being touched by someone.
It would be okay if it was given to a woman, but for a man, this made him feel a chill in his body just thinking about it, and he quickly disarmed himself.
"Ahem, cough, cough, who are you? What do you want to do?" Tuoba Wu coughed a few times, suppressed his physical discomfort, stared at Zeng Yi warily, and asked.
The battle with Ling Yunfei originally consumed a lot of soul power. In addition, Tuoba Wu's current physical condition was already very bad after he took Zeng Yi's sword attack. Trembling, just standing took a lot of energy from him.
As for the person in front of him, Tuoba Wu was certain that he had never seen him before. And this person is not wearing a sect uniform, so he is probably not a disciple of the sect. If there were people in the sect with such strength, it was impossible that he had not heard of such people.
Zeng Yi smiled and said, "I'm just here to break up a fight. I don't mean anything malicious, so you don't have to look at me like that."
"If I hadn't taken action in time, this friend would have been seriously injured. The sect does not need to fight privately. If he was seriously injured, you would also be implicated. Speaking of which, you have to thank me for taking action in time."
"Thank you so much for not beating me to death!"
After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Tuoba Wu couldn't help but cursed. I said you can stop a fight if you want to, but what does it mean to strike with a sword energy that is one foot wide with your backhand? If I hadn't still had some energy left, I would have been lying on the ground!
Yes, he did have the idea of seriously injuring Ling Yunfei because Ling Yunfei annoyed him so much that he would block his door from time to time and wanted to challenge his top position.
If there is nothing in normal times, but now it is the critical moment for him to reach level 40, and he keeps coming to challenge him, then why not let others practice quietly?
When I become the Soul Sect, won’t you be the fucking number one? How long has it been, and yet they still come to block my way and come to my house to challenge me? Is it over yet?
Therefore, Tuoba Wu took this opportunity to let the annoying Ling Yunfei lie down for more than a month, so that he would have enough time to break through the soul power bottleneck of level 40.
When he saw Zeng Yi slashing out such a powerful sword attack, Tuoba Wu was stunned on the spot. As a result, he missed the best chance to dodge and could only bite the bullet and block the attack.
"Uh...haha, I'm so sorry." Faced with Tuoba Wu's scolding, Zeng Yi was not angry, but scratched his head in embarrassment.
Zeng Yi was indeed trying to save people at that time, but the scene at that time was so appropriate that Zeng Yi couldn't help but control his hands and showed off a few tricks.
Thinking about it now, that scene was indeed indescribably handsome and pretentious, and he managed it very successfully.
After all, the first time he comes to the sect, he always has to leave some deep impression on his fellow sect members.
Zeng Yi turned around and looked at Ling Yunfei, who was standing there stupidly. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was really a child who had never seen the world. How could he be shocked by such a small scene?
Zeng Yi stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said in an encouraging tone: "Come on, you are still very good, but you are lacking in sword skills. In terms of attack, you can't just focus on it. Regarding soul skills, practicing more basic sword skills will help you."
When Zeng Yi met a swordsman who was a fellow disciple of his, he kindly gave him some advice.
Moreover, this person's talent is really good. At about the same age as himself, he has a thirty-seventh level of soul power. His talent is not inferior to that of the ace players of the major soul master academies. It's almost weird.
Above him, there is Tuoba Wu, who is stronger.
And the two of them are still on the Purple Soul List, and there is a stronger Black Soul List above them.
It can be seen from this that the Qibao Glazed Sect, which is one of the top three sects, has quite a lot of geniuses in it.
However, if you think about it carefully, if the Qibao Glazed Sect with such powerful and rich resources can't even compare to those high-level soul master academies in terms of training its disciples, then the names of these three sects must have been blown out of proportion. .
"Practice... practice basic swordsmanship?" Ling Yunfei couldn't help but be stunned. Is he just talking to me? Teach me how to practice? But he had mastered this basic swordsmanship a few years ago.
Suddenly, Zeng Yi noticed that a Soul Emperor-level soul power was rapidly approaching. He knew that someone must have reported their fight, and the sect elders were on their way.
At this time, the correct approach is.
Withdraw, sell, slip away!
"By the way, let me ask, in which direction does the sect's main hall go?"
Ling Yunfei, who had not yet recovered, subconsciously pointed a direction to Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi smiled and said: "Thank you, friends. I hope you take care of yourself!"
"Xiaoju, let's go!"
"Meow!"
Just as Zeng Yi finished shouting, there was a commotion in the nearby grass, and then a small cat shadow appeared, it was Xiao Ju.
Xiaoju heard Zeng Yi's call and jumped up as fast as lightning, landing firmly on Zeng Yi's shoulders. After that, Zeng Yi directly activated his first soul skill, stepped forward and slashed, and his body disappeared from the spot.
To others, Zeng Yi seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, like a ghost.
The moment Zeng Yi disappeared, the soul emperor elder who came over happened to appear at the scene.
At this time, Ling Yunfei, Tuoba Wu, and several other disciples who were watching were stunned.
The elder Soul Emperor looked at the devastated and messy place with some disbelief. He was silent for a few seconds, and then, an angry sound rang through the mountain gate.
"Go to the punishment hall to receive your punishment!!!"
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