Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

However, this soul showed a tendency to dissipate.

That blow was too strong, especially when it exploded in his body, but his own soul was not that strong.

After taking this bite, you will be out of your wits!

At this moment, everyone on the audience stand stood up with nervous expressions on their faces.

Luo Tian Dajiao is a sparring between fellow disciples of the righteous way. Although there are people who are injured in almost every match, no one has ever thought of causing death.

Especially if it's a death method like soul flying and soul scattering!

"This..." The old master also frowned.

"Bullshit."

A voice suddenly came out from beside him.

He turned his head in astonishment, only to find that Su Mo put down the whisk in his hand, and gently raised his right hand towards the martial arts field in the distance.

Like pulling a thread.

Invisible power flooded the audience, and Xiao Xiao's soul was forcibly gathered together before it dissipated completely.

Su Mo's expression remained unchanged, and his fingers pressed down slightly.

The out-of-body soul returned to her body, and Xiao Xiao finally opened her eyes, and after shaking her body a few times, she slumped to the ground and passed out.

"Brother Su, this..."

"It's just that I've passed out, and I'll be fine after two or three days of sleep." Su Mo shook his head slightly: "Too competitive, after all, I've fallen to the bottom."

The Longhu Mountain Taoist who was in charge of supervision heaved a sigh of relief and announced loudly: "Feng Baobao wins!"

The unconscious Xiao Xiao was carried down.

"Finally, I have seen the tricks of the real man. It is really unpredictable." In the audience, Wang also looked at the viewing platform in the distance. Although his face was calm, his heart was full of waves.

He possesses the unique art of Feng Hou, and although he can save Xiao Xiao, he can't be as light-hearted as Su Mo, who can solve all problems with just a light twitch of his fingers.

If you let him know that Su Mo didn't use any mana at all, just fiddled with the thread of the world of mortals, I don't know how he would feel.

When the next competition started, the two people who walked onto the competition platform made several old people on the viewing platform look over.

One is Zhuge Qing from the hermit family, and the other is the king of Wudang Mountain.

These two boys are considered by the older generation to be the top geniuses among the younger generation of monks.

Zhou Wenxin, who was behind Su Mo, and Zhang Lingyu, who was standing behind Old Tianshi, couldn't help watching intently.

The next development did not go beyond everyone's expectations.

The formations of the two overlap each other, and various deduction and divination techniques confront each other invisibly.

"Most of the inheritance of the Zhuge family is still broken." Su Mo shook his head, with a bit of regret in his tone: "Zhuge Kongming back then was a real real man."

"Just forcibly intervening in the world's disputes, resulting in too much karma, so there was an accident when crossing the heavenly tribulation, and thus fell."

"However, the Wuhou Qimen he handed down has condensed his whole life's painstaking efforts. Although it is not as good as the fairy scriptures created by our fairy ancestors, it should be much better than the Eight Wonders. .”

"It's a pity... what happened back then led to the destruction of most of the Zhuge family's inheritance, and only a small part of the inheritance was recorded in the scroll that Mr. Qingfeng gave me."

"In addition to the end of the world, the descendants of the Zhuge family have to modify these inheritances so that they can adapt to the cultivation of Qi Dao, so that the essence that has been handed down is not one out of ten."

"It's really a pity." The old celestial master beside him also sighed in agreement.

As if to verify what Su Mo said, Zhuge Qing was quickly defeated in the contest.

Obviously, the blow of failure was a bit heavy for him, especially when the other party defeated him in his best field.

But Wang also looked at Zhuge Qing's appearance but showed a helpless expression, opened his mouth to explain the reason, and demonstrated some things by hand.

After half a stick of incense, Zhuge Qing finally let out a long sigh of relief, showing relief, and said with a smile: "From this point of view, my loss is indeed not wronged."

The two are off.

The Taoist standing on the referee's seat waited for a little while, and then shouted loudly: "The competition continues!"

Standing on the viewing platform following the shouts, Feng Zhenghao, who had been silent all along, suddenly laughed and said, "I originally intended him to be a spectator, but it turned out that this kid insisted on coming up to compete, which made everyone laugh."

Following the voice, the one who walked onto the competition stage was a young boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was the son of Feng Zhenghao, named Feng Xingtong.

And Feng Xingtong's opponent was a young man with dyed yellow hair and an arrogant face.

His name is Wang Bing, and he is a member of the four major families of Xuanmen, the Wang family. Now on the viewing platform, standing behind Su Mo is his own grandfather, Wang Ai.

The competition between the two has attracted the attention of many people.

Because both the Feng family and the Wang family have the same unique skill, to detain the spirit and send generals.

Moreover, in several previous competitions, Wang Bing had beaten his opponent into a state of serious injury and coma, and even showed killing intent many times, which made many people present feel disgusted with him.

But this kid didn't take it seriously at all, and instead became more rampant, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

Feeling that the opponent was a strong enemy, Feng Xingtong didn't dare to be careless.

In the previous few competitions, he had fought against Deng Youfu outside the customs once, because the technique of arresting spirits and dispatching generals is naturally restrained against things in the state of souls.

Therefore, it was attached to Deng Youfu's body, and Liu Kunsheng's soul was forcibly taken out by him and placed on him.

And Feng Xingtong also promised that he just hoped to borrow Liu Kunsheng's power once, and return it immediately after borrowing it.

Because of Deng Youfu's failure, Liu Kunsheng agreed to help this kid once.

So as soon as he came up, he directly used the spell to make Liu Kunsheng attach to himself.

In an instant, a huge demonic aura permeated the field. Although compared to the few ancestors outside the pass who practiced alchemy and had already transformed, it was just an insignificant junior.

But for those present who have only practiced the Dao of Qi for decades, this breath is extremely powerful.

However, the king on the opposite side was not without fear, but showed surprise.

"Finally here's a high-quality one, I've had enough of eating that crap!"

He suddenly erupted with an incomparably powerful true energy, but although it was powerful, it was mixed, and its weaknesses were obvious, but it was enough for this martial arts competition.

Before Liu Kunsheng could make a move, he felt that he could no longer control his soul, and was forcibly separated from Feng Xingtong's body, and flew towards Wang Bing.

Seeing the phantom of a big snake appear, the expression on Wang Bing's face became more and more excited: "Hahahaha... as long as I eat this beast, I will be invincible!"

"Uncle Kunsheng..." Feng Xingtong exclaimed, but he was powerless to stop him, he could only watch the phantom of the python fly towards him.

"How can you be so vicious!" Lu Jin stood up all of a sudden, and his fingers had already begun to outline the talisman.

However, a gust of real energy rushed over and scattered the talismans in the void.

Wang Aipi smiled and looked at Lu Jin: "Old Lu, don't you understand the rules of Luo Tian Dajiao? During the competition, as long as no one is killed, no outsiders are allowed to intervene."

"My grandson, from the beginning to the end, he never thought of taking the life of Boy Feng."

But in the arena, Feng Xingtong had already used a forbidden technique to forcibly stimulate the true qi in his body, and suddenly broke free from the opponent's spell, then waved and threw the boa constrictor phantom to the audience: "Take Kunsheng Grandpa hurry up!"

Seeing the prey flying away like this, Wang couldn't help becoming angry: "How dare you..."

He rushed in front of Feng Xingtong suddenly, and locked his throat. In an instant, the expression on Wang Bing's face suddenly became strange: "Oh? You actually have a soul in you?"

"Don't..." Feng Xingtong's expression changed.

But Wang didn't give him time to react at all, and with a little force, an old man's soul was forcibly taken out by him.

"Grandpa Zizhong..." Feng Xingtong yelled and rushed over, but was kicked by Wang Bing and flew several meters away.

"It seems that this old man is very important to you." Looking at the struggling old man in his hands, and then at Feng Xingtong who was crying on the ground in the distance, Wang Bin suddenly laughed.

The old man's name is Wang Zizhong, and he and Feng Zhenghao used to be friends for years. He watched Feng Xingtong grow up since he was a child.

Later, he felt that his lifespan was exhausted, so he asked Feng Xingtong to seal his soul into his body with the technique of arresting the spirit and dispatching generals, and donated his body for medical research.

At this moment, everyone in the auditorium became angry.

Feng Zhenghao was silent, unable to see his face, but Lu Jin became more and more angry.

It's just that Wang Ai kept staring at him, not giving him a chance to rescue him.

Under Feng Xingtong's desperate gaze, the old man's soul was gradually swallowed by Wang Bing.

Although the strength (Nuo Qian Zhao) did not increase much, the sad and desperate eyes of the other party satisfied Wang Bing's perverted psychology, so much so that he burst out laughing.

However, just when he swallowed half of it, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and the real qi all over his body violently exploded.

So much so that the old man's soul took the opportunity to break free from the shackles and returned to Feng Xingtong, and Feng Xingtong passed out.

Wang didn't manage to suppress the sudden real qi riot, and was about to continue to attack, but found a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain standing in front of him at some point.

"Feng Xingtong is in a coma, and the king wins." After the Taoist simply announced the result, he asked someone to lift Feng Xingtong down.

"You..." Wang Bing stared at the Taoist priest in front of him: "My old man is on the top, and you, Longhushan, have to give my Wang family face and let that kid hand over his soul!"

"You can save this and talk to the old heavenly master." However, the Taoist priest ignored him at all and walked back to the referee's seat.

Wang Bing looked ferocious, but he also knew that this was the territory of Longhu Mountain, so he could only leave unwillingly.

On the viewing platform, Su Mo gently lowered a finger.

If he made a move, he would naturally make this kid pay the price quietly, but that would break the rules after all.

"This is a pill for nourishing the soul, send it to Deng Youfu." Su Mo took out a pill and handed it to Zhou Wenxin.

A few contests ended quickly.

On the referee's seat, Taoist Dragon and Tiger shouted again: "The next match, Maoshan Zhou Wenxin, will fight against the Wang family!"

"Teacher!" Zhou Wenxin suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Mo with a chill on his face.

"Whatever you want to do, just let go and do it." Su Mo said softly, "You don't have to hold back your hands, and you don't have to show mercy."

"Even if the sky falls, I can slap it back with a slap."

Chapter 845

Accompanied by the noise, the yellow-haired Wang Bing stepped onto the arena.

My ears were full of cursing, but instead of not being angry, Wang showed a wild smile: "Curse! Curse! Only trash can howl incompetently!"

"You guys from the Wang family do have the nature of a wolf."

On the viewing platform, Lu Jin snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Wang Ai chuckled, "If you have grandchildren like sheep, it's better to have grandchildren as wolves!"

"Zhou Wenxin is Maoshan Gaotu after all, a genius disciple brought out by Dazheng. In the previous competitions, the sword symbols flying all over the sky really opened my eyes."

As Wang Ai said, he smiled at Su Mo and said, "I just hope that we will have a competition later, and if we are not defeated, Wenxin will be merciful."

However, Su Mo didn't know what to do, he just laughed softly: "Luo Tian Dajiao is a contest between juniors, and we seniors have no right to interfere."

"..." Seemingly hearing Su Mo's subtext, the old man Wang Ai's smile restrained, but he didn't say much.

While the few people on the observation deck were talking, Zhou Wenxin also walked in on the martial arts arena and stood still a hundred meters away from Wang Bing.

"Maoshan, Zhou Wenxin." Although Zhou Wenxin's pupils were cold, he was not at fault in etiquette, and he bowed to the king first.

"I heard that you are the head teacher who suddenly appeared in Maoshan, the master disciple of Daoist Chen Yuan?" Wang Bing had a strange look in his eyes.

"It's just a misrepresentation." Zhou Wenxin looked indifferent: "How can a figure like a banishing fairy like the head teacher value my humble talent?"

"It's just that I was lucky enough to be taught by the head teacher for a few months. I'm not talented enough, and I don't know much about it. I'm afraid I'll lose the face of the head teacher."

Speaking of this, Zhou Wenxin suddenly looked at Wang and smiled: "Of course, it is more than enough to teach you a lesson."

"You..." Wang Bing's face suddenly darkened, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Hey, if I put your teacher's face on the ground and step on your face on the ground, it will be very interesting!"

"Start the competition!" just as they were ready to go, the Dragon and Tiger Taoist on the referee's seat shouted loudly.

"Desire!"

Wang Bing was the first to strike, and strange power burst out from his hands.

Detaining spirits and dispatching generals, this technique can not only control the souls of dead people, but also extract the souls of living people from their bodies!

The opponents who lost to Wang Bing before were all because of this.

And fortunately it was Luo Tian Dajiao, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he didn't dare to swallow the opponent's soul directly.

"Huh?" Zhou Wenxin naturally felt a strong pulling force acting on him.