Ultimate Powerful Young Man

Grandma, it's like fighting against me with one finger. If I don't ask you to directly annihilate your soul, there's no residue left!

The crazy soul will look at Lin Feng and use only one finger as if to block his attack. He is almost crazy. He immediately urges all the soul power. The flame long knife, which has already burst out a flame one or two meters long, instantly bursts out a flame more than ten meters long, wrapping the crazy soul.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the crazy ghost slashed down with a knife. All the dead at the scene closed their eyes. They knew that the boy who was arrogant at the last moment had completely disappeared in the underworld, but they didn't have any pity. Instead, they felt that they were very relieved of their hatred. If the weak didn't have the consciousness of the weak, they might as well die early. At this moment, Only Lin Feng and crazy soul will open their eyes at the whole scene.

At this time, the crazy soul will have sudden eyes and a face of disbelief. Looking along his line of sight, he saw his sharp eye long knife that had killed countless undead. At this time, it was held back by him. It was an index finger as real as white jade!

Originally, it should not be just a sound for the crazy soul to approve this knife. First, the soul of the forest wind was shocked, and then the ground was split into a big crack. But now there was no movement after only one sound. All the dead were surprised. They all opened their eyes and looked into the field. It didn't matter. The whole audience was silent, There was a dead silence, and after a moment, there was another sound of air-conditioning.

"Tell me if what I see now is an illusion!"

"Because it should be, his finger is like substance!"

"When can the living soul realm compete with the condensing soul realm? Is this strength reversed?"

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At this time, in their eyes, they only saw that Lin Feng carried his right hand behind him, raised his left hand high, and a piece of food pointed to the top. His fingertip just pointed to the flame long knife in the hand of the epileptic soul, and the epileptic soul flew the whole body in mid air. The only fulcrum was the flame long knife and Lin Feng's real index finger, At this time, the whole scene fell into a static state, and all the dead were fixed there.

After a loud noise, he didn't feel any impact. Zhu Laoliu, who had been there for a long time, closed his eyes and opened his eyes. This was a big jump for him, because he couldn't believe everything in front of him. He knew that Lin Feng was strong, even stronger than this crazy soul. This was the reason why he was determined to follow Lin Feng, but there must be a limit to his strength, Just use one finger to stop the crazy soul with one blow. Isn't this too outrageous!

"Bang... Ka... Ka... Ka..."

First there was a clear and crisp sound, and then he saw that the flame on the flame long knife in his hand was extinguished in an instant, revealing the dark and bright blade body. At the contact between the blade of the blade and Lin Feng's finger, first a stubble jumped to pieces, and then the crack spread to the whole blade body. In a moment, a flame long knife that was just majestic suddenly became full of cracks.

How is it possible that I not only blocked my full strength with one finger, but now even the flame long knife is cracked. Even the Deacon doesn't have such strength?

The insane soul in his heart was so shocked that he was stunned. He didn't understand how a living soul realm could have such strength. It had such great power with only one finger. It not only blocked his attack, but also jumped and cracked the flame long knife that cut countless dead souls with him for endless years. This is really shocking!

"Pa!"

At this time, there was another crisp sound. The flame long knife full of cracks at the last moment jumped and broke into a piece of powder, not into fragments, but directly into powder!

"Ah!"

At this time, he screamed and flew backwards. It was just the residual force of Lin Feng's shock to smash the long flame knife. He flew backwards for tens of meters and fell heavily to the ground. At this time, his powerful armor had been tilted and lying on the ground, with a crushed table under him, He looked at Lin Feng with a frightened face.

"Old six, what are you still doing? You don't hurry to collect things. Didn't you hear me?" Lin Feng said slightly angrily that he didn't accept Zhu Laoliu's words first, but stood there foolishly with some dissatisfaction.

"Ah... Yes... My lord..."

At this time, Zhu Laoliu calmed down. He remembered that Lin Feng had told him early to take away the things of the crazy soul. He was also very quick. He turned around and began to clean up. Because the booth was behind them, he and the booth were completely under the protection of Lin Feng just now, so they were not affected at all, Now he admires his wise decision to death!

"You just said you were going to rob me?"

"Da!"

Lin Feng took a small step forward and made a light noise, but this step made all the dead on the scene scared. Now if Lin Feng is just a kid in the living soul realm, these dead will tear you apart. Just now it was like a real finger that had completely exposed Lin Feng's strength. They don't know what strength can solidify their fingers like that, I don't know what strength can make him look like a ghost, but they know one thing, he is very strong and strong.

"Who the hell are you!" The crazy soul will look at Lin Feng and shout. His voice trembles a little. The other dead just now don't know what's going on. He knows clearly. The powerful ones make him despair. He can't compete in the early stage of soul condensation, but he is confident that there is absolutely no such super strong person in the Deacon city, So he asked warily.

"You have no right to know." Lin Feng said, and then the real index finger sighed slightly, and a white light directly shot at the epileptic soul general, and expanded rapidly, covering the whole body of the epileptic soul general at once.

"Isn't this crazy soul the strong one in the early stage of soul condensation? How can he be so weak in front of this boy!"

"What's the origin of this boy? He looks indifferent from beginning to end. He doesn't pay attention to his crazy soul at all!

"Strong... It's too strong... In the whole deacon City, Deacon Feng may be able to compete with this boy, but I still bet that deacon Feng will lose!"

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At this time, the undead group had been collective dumbfounded. Looking at Lin Feng's understated finger, they were all stunned on the spot. One by one, they looked at the field as if their spirit was greatly stimulated and said, both as if they were discussing and muttering to themselves.

Although Zhu Laoliu was shocked and inexplicable, he was happy at this time. The backer he was looking for this time was not generally strong. Maybe even deacon Feng couldn't reach the guy in front of him. This time, he didn't just pick up the treasure, but simply picked up the treasure!

"Ah..."

When the light wraps the epileptic soul in it, the epileptic soul will make a sad howl. The sound is not like a human voice, just like the roar of the beast when the beast is slaughtered. At this time, the epileptic soul will make a scream for a reason, because his body is rapidly expanding and weakening at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole body gradually becomes illusory.

"I'll go. This is the rhythm to be scared!"

"Just now one finger smashed the flame long knife directly, and another finger smashed the crazy soul into this shape. Who is this adult?"

Now all the people present have understood that the indifferent expression on Lin Feng's face just now is completely natural, because it would be easier for him to kill a crazy soul than to step on an ant. Thanks to what they thought just now, Lin Feng pretended to be calm. As a result, people not only have strength, but also have strength, not just pretend to be calm, But I didn't take the crazy soul seriously at all!

"No, I don't want you to be scared..."

At this time, the body gradually expanded and became larger, and the crazy soul will also realize that today, he not only kicked an iron plate, but also the iron plate is not generally hard. It is not something that a small soul can provoke him. Although he is called the crazy soul general, he is usually crazy and moody, but he is not a fool. If such a strong man wants to kill him, he is absolutely like a back hand, The infinite fear in his heart spread in his heart. Even if he tried his best, his body and soul power were slowly fading, and his soul power was rapidly losing.

Lin Feng looked at the epileptic soul general who was struggling there in front of him. He still looked so indifferent, as if he didn't do it at all. In fact, he just didn't care about all this. In his eyes, the epileptic soul will be just a bigger mole ant. Even if you are angry, can you really be angry with a mole ant? It's obviously impossible, So Lin Feng's indifferent expression is easy to understand.

"This time, the madness will be planted!"

"More than that, you see, he is trying his best to gather the soul power, but there is no effect at all. After today, there may be no more crazy souls in the Deacon city!"

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At this time, those who watched the dead argued that they didn't hate the crazy general. In fact, if you didn't take the initiative to provoke him, he wouldn't embarrass you. Occasionally, only unsophisticated newcomers would touch the eyebrows of the crazy general, but today the newcomer seemed to be a little strong. As a result, the crazy general was cleaned up like this.

At the sight of his efforts, his body is still weakening. Even if he is crazy again, he is planted today. He not only loses blood on his scalp, but also does not dare to be embarrassed. He is an iron-clad ghost general. Under the threat of panic, he has to lower his high head. The underworld is respect for strength. As long as you are strong enough, Then you can bully the weak at will, which is an indisputable reality.