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"The Soul Emperor who is sixteen or seventeen years old!!!"

"How old was She Ji when she became the Soul Emperor? It seemed like last year! She was 25 years old!"

"Oh my god! Snake Ji's record has been broken!"

"Let me go, what kind of freak is this!"

"I may have become a fake soul master! I'm almost thirty and I'm still just a four-soul ring soul sect!"

"The symbol of the four rings at the age of thirty has already collapsed!"

"I am thirty-nine and only level 39. I feel like I can no longer go out to meet people!"

"Is this because the world has changed, or am I just too scumbag!"

"No...you only look at the number of soul rings, but you ignore the unusual things hidden in them..."

"Is there anything more shocking than a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Soul Emperor?"

After everyone heard this, they finally skipped the number of soul rings and began to look at each soul ring.

yellow, yellow, purple, black

Something seems wrong!

"Damn it! My eyesight is dazzled or I'm hallucinating. The fourth soul ring I saw seems to be the black color that can only be found in ten-thousand-year soul rings!"

"If you're dazzled, then I'm probably dazzled too."

"If you're hallucinating, I'm probably hallucinating too."

"Because, the fourth soul ring we saw is also black, which represents ten thousand years!"

Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes cutely, and then innocently asked Ning Bo on the side: "Uncle Bo, I may not have learned the theory well. Can you tell me whether the fourth soul ring has a maximum of a thousand years or ten thousand?" Years are coming!”

Ningbo was also dumbfounded, and subconsciously responded with what he saw: "Ten thousand years!"

Ning Rongrong: "Ten thousand years?"

"what!!!"

Ningbo finally came to his senses and immediately replied: "No, no, it's a thousand years old. The best configuration of the Soul Emperor should be yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!"

Ning Rongrong pointed at Ye Han's fourth soul ring: "Thousand-year-old? Then may I ask, how do you explain this?"

Ningbo: (°ー°〃) Stunned!

The devil knows how to explain it!

However, he knows one thing, this is an unprecedented super genius!

"Rongrong, please go and report to the sect leader immediately."

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes: "Uncle Bo, do you want me to get scolded?"

Ningbo: "???"

Ning Rongrong spread his hands: "If, before this, someone told you that a person who has cultivated as a Soul Emperor at the age of sixteen or seventeen and has an unprecedented fourth soul ring is a person who has been around for ten thousand years, would you believe it?"

Ningbo: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "I guess you won't believe it! Then what do you think my father's reaction would be if I were asked to report?"

"Uh..."

When Ningbo came back to his senses, he probably felt that this lawless little witch was messing around again...!

"Ahem... Then I'll go."

Ye Han stared at Wang Feng and sneered: "An's normal routine, you will either say that you are not worthy of standing next to She Ji, and then show off how talented you are! Or, say you I hit my brother and thought it was too naive to just leave. Then the fighting started!"

"Excuse me, do you want to say the former sentence or the latter sentence? Or do you want to say both?"

Wang Feng: "..."

Ok!

These two sentences are what I just wanted to say.

But now, looking at the 16-year-old Soul Emperor in front of me...why do I feel like a joke?

Finally, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Ye Leng smiled coldly: "Those below the Soul Emperor level are not worthy of my enemies; those who have not yet become the Soul Emperor in their thirties are all useless in my eyes!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Feng with contempt.

Wang Feng's face turned red because he didn't even reach it.

Ye Han looked down at him: "Finally, I have one word for you...get out!"

Ye Han: "You bastard, you don't know if a good dog doesn't block the way!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and pushed it away with powerful force.

Wang Feng instantly felt an irresistible force, and he retreated three or four meters before he stabilized his body.

At this time, he looked at Ye Han with a horrified expression as he hugged She Ji and left step by step.

He murmured: "How can it be possible to have such a powerful power! This is what a powerful soul master of the same level can do!"

If Ye Han knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be very disdainful.

In terms of strength alone, he has already reached the Soul Saint level.

Not to mention the six soul bones, among the two immortals, the strange velvet Tongtianju, which has a super strong effect on the physical body, can make his power increase even more than once.

As Ye Han walked away, he asked, "Who is this person? Why is he so stupid?"

She Ji replied calmly: "Wang Feng!"

"Who?"

Ye Han was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened instantly.

"Hold on!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Wang Feng, who was still standing there stupidly.

Snake Girl: (＠_＠;)

I don’t know why, but when I hear the name, everything feels wrong! ! !

Hanyu and Luping looked at each other, each seeing the speechlessness in the other's eyes.

Then they all looked at Wang Feng.

Hanyu looked sympathetic: "So, you are Wang Feng!"

Lu Ping: "There is no one else who came to my door!"

A few steps later, Ye Han came to Wang Feng, showed a very kind smile, and asked softly: "Your name is Wang Feng?"

"???"

Wang Feng was puzzled when he saw Ye Han leaving and returning.

When asked about his name, he nodded indifferently.

Ye Han's smile turned cold instantly: "It's better if you are Wang Feng, lest I hit the wrong person."

Wang Feng: w(?Д?)w

"collapse..."

Wang Feng flew out again and hit the hard wall again.

However, this time Wang Feng did not hold back.

"Puch..."

Wang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

The wall behind him also cracked with him as the center.

Everyone at the scene fell silent.

No one thought that Ye Han would be so cruel.

"Ahem...I'll fight you!"

A polar wind demon leopard appeared behind Wang Feng, which was his martial spirit.

After that, two yellow, two purple and one black, five soul rings rose up from his body.

The fourth soul ring among them lit up instantly: "The fourth soul ring skill-Hundred-Strike Devil's Claw!"

Wang Feng was seen waving his hands continuously, and in a few breaths, there were hundreds of sharp claws formed by soul power, heading towards Ye Han.

Ye Han stood there and smiled coldly: "Aside from looking good, it has no use!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed forward and disappeared immediately.

Then Wang Feng appeared on his side before he could react.

He raised his leg and swept towards Wang Feng fiercely.

Wang Feng flew out for the third time!

He hit the hard wall again, coincidentally three times in the same position.

"Boom!"

The hard wall could no longer bear it and collapsed.

"Puch..."

Wang Feng spat out blood again, tilted his head and fainted.

Ye Han slowly retracted his legs, smiled faintly, and said with a look of disdain: "You are so inexperienced! Then who gave you the courage to pester my wife?"

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