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But in front of him, it was no longer the Wei family's compound.

It is an endless wasteland.

On the wasteland, there is still a person standing.

The man was fully armored and held a broken knife.

Wei Zhangquan sneered.

"Master Li, do you think you can fight me with a soul cultivator who can help you get some of these things?"

The man smiled slightly.

"The fog outside is my first soul world."

"And when you came back and met Li Zhengfeng, the inner courtyard of the Wei family you are in is no longer the original inner courtyard of the Wei family, but my second world of spirits."

"And now, you are in my third spirit world."

4Chapter 16 The Weird Killer

Wei Zhangquan's eyes suddenly shrank.

The person opposite was not Li Zhengfeng, but a soul cultivator!

When the mist dispersed in the courtyard, he had some suspicions that the practitioners hidden among the guests were causing trouble.

However, because the lycanthropes were attracted by the front yard, Wei Zhangquan believed that these practitioners created the mist to prevent the lycanthropes from hurting people, so that the guests could escape the attack of the lycanthropes.

It's just that Wei Zhangquan snorted at this method.

This cultivator obviously knew little about lycanthropes, and it was ridiculous to think that he could block lycanthropes by blocking his sight.

However, they later discovered that the fog not only did not affect them, but also facilitated their actions.

In the mist, they couldn't see clearly from three feet away, which made them even more at ease when they tried their best to hide their whereabouts.

The exchange of identities between those blood spirit killers and sergeants was carried out without anyone noticing.

And after the mist, the other party didn't seem to have any countermeasures.

Based on Wei Zhangquan's judgment, this is just a small soul cultivator with a low level, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But when he heard the words of the soul cultivator in front of him, the soul world of the other party overlapped one after another, and he didn't even notice it.

Wei Zhangquan immediately realized that his judgment of this soul cultivator might have had a big deviation.

But Wei Zhangquan is still very confident in himself.

Although the construction of the triple soul world is surprising, it also means that the opponent needs to invest more soul power to maintain such a soul world.

As a top killer, Wei Zhangquan has always believed that reducing unnecessary consumption in battle is crucial.

Every ounce of energy should be used in the most critical places.

Every time you make a shot, you should choose the most favorable time.

This kind of construction of multiple soul worlds can only show that the soul cultivator in front of him has a unique understanding of soul art.

But when used in battle, these soul powers are completely wasted.

The dagger was handed over to his left hand, and Wei Zhangquan had a strangely shaped scimitar in his right hand.

His black, fat and bloated body also seemed to shrink, quickly reducing and tightening, and the muscle lines of his whole body became clear and firm, full of strength and speed like a cheetah.

Holding the broken knife in his hand, Mo Chen quietly watched the changes in "Wei Zhangquan".

"Wei Zhangquan" suddenly moved.

Power erupted from his legs instantly, pushing his whole body towards Mo Chen, and even the ground seemed to vibrate strongly.

In order to obtain the fastest attack speed, he even almost completely stuck to the ground, such a quick surprise attack did not even stir up the sound of piercing through the air.

In just a split second, "Wei Zhangquan" had already rushed in front of Mo Chen.

The strangely shaped scimitar was as sharp as blood, with a palpitating bloody aura, and it went straight to Mo Chen's vitals.

This knife came extremely fast, as fast as lightning.

Mo Chen also raised the broken knife in his hand.

"Wei Zhangquan" was overjoyed immediately.

The strength of soul cultivation lies in the soul world shaped by soul power.

In the soul world of soul cultivators, the earth can fall, mountains can collapse, and soul monsters with amazing destructive power can also be created.

But for soul cultivation that focuses on soul power, the deity's body is a weak point.

Therefore, Hunxiu will definitely not let the opponent approach him easily, let alone choose the style of close combat.

In the eyes of "Wei Zhangquan", the young man in front of him actually wanted to fight him with the broken knife in his hand, it was ridiculously absurd.

As a top blood spirit killer, close combat is his strongest point.

The strength of the weird machete added another three points.

"Wei Zhangquan" has already made up his mind that he will never give his opponent a second chance.

Seeing that the scimitar was about to slash on Mo Chen's body, "Wei Zhangquan" suddenly felt that the earth and the air in all directions seemed to be suddenly drawn together, and an incomparable huge pressure suddenly descended on him.

This huge pressure came so fast and so huge, as if it was going to crush his body.

"Wei Zhangquan", who was bound to win at first, was startled, but saw that the broken knife in Mo Chen's hand had been chopped off lightly.

"Wei Zhangquan" didn't have time to think about it, his arm suddenly twisted very strangely, stretched in a completely impossible way, and turned back, the blade of the scimitar just caught the broken knife that Mo Chen slashed straight down.

Mo Chen glanced at "Wei Zhangquan"'s extremely weird hand, and nodded slightly.

"It turns out that your body can change shape completely freely."

"Wei Zhangquan" snorted coldly, the murderous aura of the blood spirit suddenly surged, the sound of buzzing continued in the air, the earth also melted in a way visible to the naked eye, and countless blue smoke rose.

"That alone can't trap me!"

Relying on the blood light to protect his body, he launched an attack on Mo Chen with all his strength.

Because he can change his body shape at will, his attack angle and method are extremely strange and unpredictable.

The scimitar and the short sword work together seamlessly, if you miss a move, you will immediately change your move, absolutely without any flaws.

And his attack speed has reached an extremely astonishing level.

Fast, is their strongest skill as a killer.

Mo Chen was still holding the broken knife in his hand, but in an instant, "jingle ding dong dong", like an iron, he confronted "Wei Zhangquan" with dozens of knives.

The blood spirit killer in front of him disguised as "Wei Zhangquan" is indeed very strong.

From the way he shot, it can be seen that this person is not only cultivated, but also has extremely rich experience in assassination.

Every time he takes a shot, he uses the most economical energy to display the most deadly tricks.

And the opponent's extremely weird way of attack also made Mo Chen feel the pressure.

Fortunately, Jin Jun's magic skills have built Mo Chen's body into an extremely strong body. Whether it's physical reaction, strength, or shooting speed, he is not afraid of this blood spirit killer.

"Wei Zhangquan" couldn't attack continuously, and only then realized that his opponent was far more difficult than he imagined.

I'm afraid his judgment of this young man is much more biased than he thought before.

Right now the young man has already seen his identity, no matter what, "Wei Zhangquan" cannot let him leave alive.

"Wei Zhangquan" suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

Unlike the middle-aged man Mo Chen saw last night, this mouthful of blood mist did not turn into some flesh and blood puppet, but turned into countless tentacles.

These tentacles are not very huge, they are as thick as arms, and there are countless sharp barbs on each tentacle, as long as it is brought a little bit by it, it can tear off a large piece of flesh.

The tip of the tentacles is a long bone spur that is as sharp as the tip of a spear, and its movements are as swift as a living thing, as if countless hands were born from the body of "Wei Zhangquan".

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Countless tentacles were like spears coming to life, stabbing at Mo Chen one after another with a sharp sound of piercing through the air and a scarlet glow of blood.

It is also like a poisonous snake with its fangs stretched out, twisting and twisting as it travels,

"Wei Zhangquan" was wrapped in this army, like a beast ready to go, waiting for the chance of a fatal blow.

4Chapter 17 Rage Devouring Blood Energy

Mo Chen now knew that the more blood mist these people from the Blood Spirit Sect spewed out, the stronger their moves would be.

The blue luster in the eyes suddenly lit up.

The solid wasteland under his feet suddenly changed, turning into a huge wave, rolling in, engulfing Mo Chen and "Wei Zhangquan" together with those countless twisting tentacles.

The fourth world of spirits!

As soon as the turbulent waves touched the bloody red light, they immediately turned into blue smoke.

But the huge waves were so turbulent, one wave after another, and the oncoming force was extremely fierce, and the countless tentacles transformed by "Wei Zhangquan" were immediately caught in the torrent.

"Wei Zhangquan" also felt great pressure.

In order to cope with these turbulent waves, he needs to constantly stimulate the blood light.

And controlling these tentacles like spears and poisonous snakes also consumes a lot of his energy.

But the soul power of the other party seems to be endless, there is no end at all.

A quadruple soul world has been constructed, but the power of these huge waves is still as violent and astonishing as overwhelming.

The huge waves and the blood light continued to clash, and wave after wave was melted into green smoke by the blood light, but the expansion range of the blood light was also visibly shrinking.

"Wei Zhangquan" found out again that he was wrong again!

He thought that the opponent was just a fledgling Lengtouqing with little combat experience, so he would spread out so much soul power and build multiple soul worlds.

But he was wrong.

And it was so wrong!

The opponent's soul power was far greater than he had imagined.

These multiple soul worlds are not unnecessary waste, but based on his absolute confidence in his own soul power.

Even just now when he held the broken knife and fought him for dozens of rounds, it showed that the opponent's physical strength was far superior to that of ordinary soul cultivators.

"Wei Zhangquan" finally showed horror in his eyes.

This guy is so strong!

If I want to kill the opponent, I am afraid it will be quite difficult.

Thinking of this, "Wei Zhangquan" stabilized his mind, stretched his hands to his waist, and prepared to send a message to his companions.

Although this person is unexpectedly strong, but after all, he has been planning for a long time, and there are more than a dozen blood spirit killers like him.

This is not a contest, and no martial arts are needed.

Successfully solving the opponent and completing the task are more important than anything else.

Mo Chen looked at "Wei Zhangquan", as if he had understood his thoughts, and said calmly, "Now, you are in my fourth-level spirit world, while your companions are in the first-level spirit world."

"You just want to send them a message, I'm afraid they won't be able to find your location."

The outstretched hand of "Wei Zhangquan" suddenly stopped.

Mo Chen smiled slightly, and said, "Now, even if they receive your message, they can only hang around in the inner courtyard of the Wei family."

"Those thick fog will cover up many things."

Only then did "Wei Zhangquan" suddenly understand why Mo Chen had to create those seemingly useless dense fogs in the first place.