The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

I saw Jian Wuhui's body fell heavily to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and barely stood up from the ground with the sword.

"Haha... how about it? Admit defeat now, and I can consider letting your life go." Standing 30 meters away from Jian Wuhui, Henry said with a sneer while pointing at Jian Wuhui with the long sword in his hand.

"Hmph." Jian Wuhui snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and two frightening cold lights flashed across his eyes.

The temperature near the ring instantly dropped to freezing point, and in the biting cold wind, thin ice crystals fell like petals.

"Look at the trick! Frost Promise!"

Jian Wuhui let out a loud shout, fully urging the special frost soul power in the fighting soul, pouring it into the long sword.

The long sword instantly shone with a hundred feet of silver and blue light, and the long sword swung, and immediately shot more than 100 frost fighting qi at Henry.

The special attribute of this battle qi, the cold attack is very strong, as long as it is close to the opponent's body, it can instantly slow down the opponent's movement speed. It is a kind of good fortune soul skill, which was passed down to him by his father.

"This kind of attack is useless to me. Since you want to die, then I will help you." Henry narrowed his eyes coldly, determined to kill in his heart, and raised his palm, as if condensing the surrounding air in front of him. Pushing the flames vigorously, he made a huge palm print.

The palm print rushed towards more than 100 flying frost battle qi, smashing the battle qi in an instant.

Jian Wuhui's face changed drastically. His move could even kill a saint-level master. How could it be broken so easily by Henry?

"Haha, what a trick! I see what else I can do!"

As soon as Henry finished speaking, his figure flashed in front of Jian Wuhui in an instant, and the long sword stabbed straight at his chest!

"stop it now!"

The elder of the Wushenmen beside the ring exclaimed, but Henry's speed was so fast that he couldn't even react.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound.

Jian Wuhui had already closed his eyes in despair, when he suddenly heard this crisp sound, he opened his eyes in surprise, and saw a figure of a man in black dragon scale armor standing in front of him.

"Huh?" Henry frowned, only to see that his long sword had been blocked by the Mubai Dragon Slaying Saber.

"Pfft!"