Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1172 Devouring Souls
Under this strong impact, Noah's Ark was only slightly rippling for a while, and then it had no effect.

It seems that the treasures in the treasure hall of the Heaven Devouring Pagoda are really good, worthy of the [-] Soul Devouring Stones I spent.

"Damn you."

The next moment, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed out and appeared directly in front of the sackclothed man.

The ancient bronze lamp was shattered, and the restriction in the void had disappeared.

"Snapped!"

Jian Fengyun stretched out his big hand, and immediately knocked the sackclothed man away. Although he didn't use any supernatural powers, but with the divine power in Jian Fengyun's body, the power was not bad.

Of course, the most important thing is that the man in sackcloth was severely wounded, and there was not a single spot on his body that was not stained with blood.

"you"

The man in sackcloth wanted to speak, but Jian Fengyun's slap didn't wait for him, his body was pulled out dozens of feet in an instant, and he fell to the ground and rolled away dozens of steps away.

"boom!"

Jian Fengyun's big hand reached out again, and slapped the man in hemp clothes. He couldn't dodge, his body was almost crushed, and he struggled to stand up for a long time.

Jian Fengyun straightened his body, looked down, expressionless, indifferent voice, said: "Compared to me now, you are insignificant, just like you were to me before, there is no need to struggle in vain, to attack you, just like killing me There is no difference between slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog."

"Boy, I really regret that I didn't kill you just now. You're a waste who can only play tricks."

The sackclothed man's face was cold, and he said out loud.

There was no anger on Jian Fengyun's face, Gu Jing Wubo said: "It's my skill to play tricks, now, if you have the skills, show me."

"you"

On the old face of the man in sackcloth, there was a cold look on his face, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

"There's a big gap between you and me. Logically, you and I won't have any intersections. It's a pity that your life is not good enough. My life is not something that people like you can touch.

Jian Fengyun looked at the sackclothed man with calm eyes and said.

"You villain..." Mai yelled angrily.

"Boy, he has no power to resist right now, you can try one of the wonderful functions of the Soul Devouring Sky Tower, devouring souls."

The voice of devouring spirits rang in Jian Fengyun's ears immediately.

"Swallow soul?"

Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, wondering in his heart: "What's the use of devouring the soul?"

"You'll know if you try it, no matter how much you ask, it's better to try it yourself." Devouring said.

"How to try?" Jian Fengyun frowned.

"Take him under control, and then urge the soul power to invade his soul sea." Ling Devour said.

Jian Fengyun's heart moved slightly, and he stepped forward immediately, saying: "At first I wanted to kill you directly, but it seems that you still have some value in you, let you play a role in the end."

"What do you want to do?" The man in sackcloth panicked, with a look of blankness on his face.

He felt a cold murderous aura from Jian Fengyun's body, he didn't know where this murderous aura came from, but he knew that it seemed to make him die a terrible death.

"What I do, you will soon know."

Before and after Jian Fengyun approached, he shot in an instant, with a thought, he tapped his index finger on the center of his eyebrows instantly, and soul power poured in.

At this moment, a small golden tower suddenly emerged from Jian Fengyun's heart, exuding a dazzling golden glow, like a golden sun fixed there.

The small tower vibrated, the divine splendor shone brightly, and a dazzling beam of light rushed out, turning into a cluster of golden flames and shooting into the sea of ​​souls of the sackclothed man.

"what……"

The man in sackcloth screamed, hugged his head, and fell to the ground on his back.

The golden flame seems to be able to burn the soul, and it works a little bit.

Before that, the man in sackcloth still had a panicked face, but now his face was ferocious, roaring loudly and struggling in pain.

"You want to hurt my soul, I will fight with you."

The man in sackcloth seemed to have gone mad, enduring the severe pain in his mind, but he still swung his fist at Jian Fengyun with all his might.

"Hmph, dare to fight with me at this time."

Jian Fengyun snorted coldly, for some reason, when the phantom of the small golden pagoda emerged, he felt his bones vibrate, his body was crystal clear, and his divine power was fierce.

Afterwards, he waved his golden fist and slammed forward heavily.

"boom"

This punch directly hit the man in sackcloth's jaw, and there was a crisp "snap" sound, and the jaw bone broke.

"If you want to beat me, then I will beat you directly to the eighteenth level of hell."

The man in sackcloth was hit on the chin by the punch just now, and flew straight into the air.

Jian Fengyun turned sideways, swung his legs with all his strength, and swung them out like an iron whip.

"Crack!"

Jian Fengyun's right leg landed heavily on the chest of the Maiden, and directly smashed him down from mid-air.

Even though the Mairen's cultivation was at the God-King Realm, his physical body was not much different from Jian Fengyun's Tuntian Sword Body Great Perfection, and his sternum broke on the spot and collapsed.

"I kill you."

There was blood in Mai's mouth, she looked crazy, as if she didn't know the pain, she stood up abruptly and rushed towards Jian Fengyun.

"Hmph, you are nothing more than an ant to me, and you still want to kill me." Jian Fengyun kicked out, the shoulders of the man in sackcloth were smashed, and he flew out all at once.

Jian Fengyun didn't wait for him to land, he took three steps and chased after him, and then stepped down heavily.

"boom!"

He stomped the sackclothed man off and fell heavily to the ground.

"It's amazing at a higher level, and you still want to kill me. Let me tell you, you didn't listen to me when I talked to you well before, but now I will let you know the price you will pay if you fail to kill me..."

"boom!"

Jian Fengyun kicked the sackclothed man rolling on the ground into the air.

"boom!"

Jian Fengyun soared into the sky, waved his golden fist, and smashed down heavily, almost smashing the sackclothed man's breastbone.

However, this man in sackcloth had a high realm after all, and his vitality was unparalleled. He still showed no sign of death, but was roaring and screaming in a low voice.

Jian Fengyun followed and rushed down, stepping on eight consecutive steps, reaching the extreme speed, each foot stepped on the body of the man in linen, and every time it fell, there would be a crisp sound of "click".

For some reason, at this moment, under the blessing of the small golden tower, he feels that his power is boundless and needs to be released quickly.

After eight steps, the sackclothed man's bones were broken in dozens of places, and his body was almost deformed.

At the same time, he also fell to the ground.

Jian Fengyun threw out his last punch heavily, and the man in sackcloth was thrown flying like a stone, and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

The methods are almost cruel, but Jian Fengyun has no heart of mercy. In this world where the weak prey on the strong, if he doesn't act harshly, he will be killed by the opponent.

The sackclothed man was determined to kill him and Wen Yijing, and he had asked many times before to help him lift the magic ban in his body, but he ignored it and focused on contempt. Therefore, Jian Fengyun naturally would not feel emotional about beheading him. Fluctuation, kill it, without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)