The Dark God of Douluo descends

Chapter 94 Martial Soul Avatar
During the collision, Sunan instantly activated the fourth soul skill, burning some soul power to increase his own strength. At this time, besides the terrifying sword accident, there is also a huge power attached to Gui Xiaoxiao.

Jianfengren didn't pay attention, and was sent flying by the shock.

Sunan sucked the Frost Spear over with Crane Capture Dragon, his hands were as white as jade, he turned around holding the spear and threw it at the sword wind blade.

Jianfengren's pupils shrank, and he swung his long sword to block the spear, and he was still retreating. Sunan continued to attack, waving Gui Xiaoxiao, but at this time he had canceled the burning of soul power.

He must save every drop of soul power.

Jian Fengren didn't expect that he would be crushed and beaten by a soul king. Thinking that there are so many disciples admiring him, he felt very ashamed.

"Damn!"

Jian Fengren let out a low cry, the 5th year soul skill was activated, and hundreds of sword shadows burst out from his body.

Sunan stepped on the shadow of the ghost, kept dodging and backing away.

The attack power of this ten thousand year spirit ring is not very good either.

Jian Fengren was a little embarrassed, looked at Sunan with shame, and asked in a low voice: "Where did you get this sword?!"

Sunan deliberately qi sword wind blade, smiled provocatively: "If you beat me, I will tell you."

Jian Fengren greedily looked at Sunan's ghostly smile, and said sanctimoniously: "I gave you up before, but I won't give in any more after that. My bet is the sword in your hand. If you go back on your word, I will give you up." Your name will be proclaimed."

Sunan said: "If you win, I will agree to any conditions, the premise is that you can win."

"Sky Lock Cage!"

Sunan let out a low cry, and dozens of frosty tendrils burst out of the ground, and combined in a strange way around the sword wind blade, falling the sword wind blade inside.

Immediately afterwards, several frost spikes pierced the ground and attacked the sword wind blade.

Close the door and beat the dog.

Jian Fengren's true strength has not been brought into play, under the suppression of Gui Xiaoxiao, he has only shown 66% of his strength, which should be at the level of a level [-] soul emperor.

Jianfengren kept dodging inside. Just as Sunan was about to attack, the third soul ring on Jianfengren's body lit up and disappeared suddenly. The next second, he appeared behind Sunan and stabbed at Sunan's body with a sword. back.

"Master, be careful!"

The Great Elder shouted loudly.

The early warning function made Sunan react instantly, a golden light flashed behind him, another ghostly smile stood on Sunan's back, and the two swords collided.

Ding!
With a crisp sound, Sunan groaned, and fell forward three steps, almost falling to the ground.

Jian Fengren was a little surprised, and at the same time deeply jealous that such a little boy had two of these divine swords.He stabbed Sunan's chest with his sword again.

Sunan turned around and blocked it with a sword, and took a few steps back.

Jian Fengren was not attacking, he could actually engage in a soul power consumption battle with Sunan, but until now, he has been suppressed and beaten by Sunan. Seeing that Sunan had more than enough, his soul power was obviously not consumed too much.

Sunan smiled and said, "What? Sect Master Jian has to think carefully when dealing with scum like me? Shouldn't he just kill me with a single sword as the disciples of the sect said before?"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples who said these words before felt a little ashamed.

"Sovereign, don't be merciful anymore, kill him with a sword!" Someone shouted angrily.

"Su Nan, you are already proud of being able to fight me to this extent, but this one, I will definitely win!"

Jian Fengren let out a low cry, the seventh soul ring on his body lit up, and the black glow radiated.

The sword in his hand began to emit white light. The interweaving of black and white looked thrilling. His whole body turned into a stream of light and flew into the sword. In the next second, the long sword instantly increased in size by more than five times, suspended in the air, being torn apart.

Martial soul avatar!

Although suppressed by Ghost Xiaoxiao, Jianfengren is a level 81 Contra!
Calculated from this, I am afraid that there is a full blow of a seventy-level soul saint.

Sunan frowned.

If he survives, he has the hope of winning, but if he can't, it's all over.

When the long sword stabbed, Sunan quickly retreated, swung his staff, and the frosty tendrils formed three protective circles, which only blocked the long sword for a moment, before being broken through heavily. Seeing the long sword approaching him, Sunan stuck to the ground Sliding, this escaped a danger.

Sunan let out a low cry, and the frosty tendrils tied to the long sword again.

By doing this, half of his soul power has been consumed.

These tendrils only trapped the long sword for three seconds before breaking free.

"In that case... come to heaven!"

Sunan Yujian flew into the air and confronted the long sword.

Everyone was taken aback.

The girl who talked to Yu Muran before was full of enthusiasm, and looked at Sunan with admiration. If it wasn't because she was the daughter of Jianfengren, she would have cheered for Sunan.

After Sunan ate a fruit that restored his soul power, he dodged and recovered.

Soon, Sunan's soul power recovered seven or eighty-eight.

"Hiding? Can you dodge this trick?"

A majestic voice came from the long sword.

I saw that the long sword suddenly became three, this is the eighth soul skill of Jian Feng Ren, the second layer of duplication, and two more can be duplicated when releasing the soul skill, this kind of soul skill includes the martial soul avatar .But the consumption of soul skills is also extremely terrifying.

Three long swords surrounded Sunan, and the disciples of Fengjianzong evoked the winner's smile.

This is the suzerain's trump card.

"It's still too late to surrender!" Jian Fengren's voice was filled with disdain.

Sunan stood on Guixiaoxiao with a calm and calm expression.

"very good!"

After Jian Fengren finished speaking, the three long swords stabbed at Sunan at the same time.

Sunan raised his hands, his left hand was fire, his right hand was ice, he folded his hands together, continuously pouring soul power into his hands, the breath of destruction raged wildly all over his body, the bewitching purple awns kept blooming, the terrifying energy was restless, even the sword wind Blade also felt uneasy.

When the long sword was about to stab Sunan, Sunan broke away from Ghost Xiaoxiao and fell quickly.

On the spot, however, a small purple ball of light was left behind.

"not good!"

Jian Fengren was shocked and ran away quickly.

But it's too late.

The light ball exploded, and there was only a loud explosion, and the purple halo spread across the sky. Even some disciples on the ground were frightened by the terrifying destructive power, their legs trembled and their faces turned pale.

The long sword was submerged in the purple halo and disappeared immediately.

Not even scum left.

A black shadow fell from the sky, upon closer inspection, it was the sword wind blade with tattered clothes.

Sunan fell to the ground, his face was pale, his figure swayed, and he stabilized his body with the support of the elder.

A group of people are a little dumb.

Is this the terrifying damage that a soul sect can achieve?

Even the spirit avatar of a soul sage can be broken, who would believe it...

For a moment, everyone looked at Sunan in fear. No wonder he wanted to fly to the sky to release this skill. If he released it on the ground, everything here would be annihilated...

(End of this chapter)