Douluo: Sign in from the Holy Soul Village

Chapter 42 Rage

Zhao Wuji was stunned when he saw that everyone saw a strange iron lump in his hand.

It turns out that this is what the baby is referring to.

"Ahem, cough, cough, you guys are taking aim,"

"An arrow is worth three gold soul coins, so don't miss it and waste it."

Ye Feng smiled evilly.

This thing does not require soul power to use, but the arrows are also very powerful and can be fired continuously.

If there are five Zhuge Liannu, it is enough to cause fire suppression for a short period of time.

"Shhhhh-"

Sounds of tearing through the air sounded.

Zhao Wuji was curious about how powerful these arrows could be, so he took the arrows without dodging.

"hiss."

Soon, Zhao Wuji took a deep breath.

These arrows were indeed unable to break through his defense, but they still hurt when they hit him.

The arrows continued to be fired, and Zhao Wuji's eyes became increasingly unhappy.

"Run away!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Feng quickly pulled Ning Rongrong and fled behind him.

She is the most fragile and the most easily injured.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with cold light, and his first soul ring flickered on.

A strong earth-yellow light swept across the entire venue almost instantly, leaving no room for dodge.

Everyone was lifted into the air.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a muffled groan and was knocked unconscious on the spot.

Xiao Wu was a little better, but she only had a little strength.

He hugged the unconscious Zhu Zhuqing, and the two fell to the ground together.

Fortunately, Tang San cast Blue Silver Grass on the ground, otherwise the two girls would have bruised a lot of skin if they fell down.

But even so, the concussive damage caused is still very terrifying and shocking.

Xiao Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Zhu Zhuqing's hands and arms were dislocated.

Tang San's soul power level was relatively high, and he had practiced the Tang Sect's techniques, so he only fell a little embarrassed.

This is the Soul Saint.

Even though he was beaten for a long time by the five-man attack, he still suffered no substantial injuries.

On the contrary, just a simple first soul skill is enough to crush these young people.

"hateful."

Ning Rongrong felt a little anxious.

The incense was only a little more than half burned by this time, but everyone had almost lost their fighting power.

Her soul skills can only increase, but have no healing effects.

"..."

Ye Feng walked over silently.

Holding Xiao Wu in one hand and Zhu Zhuqing in the other, he brought them to Ning Rongrong's side.

From the moment Xiao Wu vomited blood, the meaning of this assessment has changed.

Although Zhao Wuji did not hurt anyone seriously, Ye Feng was still furious and wanted to vent his anger.

"elder brother."

Xiao Wu called out worriedly.

Ye Feng usually laughs and laughs, but it is the most terrifying when he is silent.

This guy doesn't care about many things, but once someone dares to hurt the people around him, he is the most ruthless killer and a furious king...

Even if the opponent is a level 76 soul saint...

Ye Feng didn't answer Xiao Wu, he just fixed Zhu Zhuqing's dislocated arms and walked out.

"You don't need me to take action anymore, do you?"

"The little girl from the Qibao Glazed Sect has no fighting ability, the Blue Silver Grass cannot restrain me, and these shadows of yours have no effect on me,"

"You can't hold on until the incense burns out."

Zhao Wuji said calmly.

"You can never give up until the end,"

"If people don't work hard, how can they know where their limits are?"

Ye Feng said calmly.

"Do you still want to continue?"

"My soul skills are not that easy to block."

Zhao Wuji was slightly taken aback.

In fact, he is already very satisfied with these children. The first time they cooperated so well, each one has a bright future.

But what he didn't expect was that at this point, Ye Feng would still have the courage to challenge him.

"Xiao Feng, how about..."

Tang San said hesitantly.

He is the one among the freshmen who knows Ye Feng best besides Xiao Wu.

This guy, who is from the Holy Soul Village like him, looks harmless on the surface, but is actually a ruthless master.

It's just that no one has dared to offend him before.

"Rongrong, give me an increase,"

"Who on earth said that control-type soul masters can't fight in close combat?"

"Today I will let Teacher Zhao try to see what the young man's fist feels like."

Anger welled up in Ye Feng's eyes.

His shadow ability was indeed terrifying and difficult for soul masters of the same level, but it was not a threat to Zhao Wuji.

Even the skills of his two soul bones, a ten thousand year old heart tiger beast right arm bone and a hundred thousand year old white phoenix skull, could not take effect.

But it doesn’t matter, he still has a backup plan:

The left arm bone of a thousand-year-old ant!

A super ferocious beast of the same level as the soul-eating ant, a soul beast with incomparable power.

He originally had no intention of absorbing this soul bone, after all, his current martial soul was of the spiritual type.

but now......

The soul enters the system space, and the soul power pulls the soul bone of the ten thousand-year-old ant...

The bottleneck of level 29 was broken almost immediately, reaching the peak of level 30 directly.

A deep and dark soul power light loomed on Ye Feng's left arm, looking very strange.

"Hahaha, very good,"

"Let me see what other powers you have hidden."

Zhao Wuji smiled.

He only thought that Ye Feng had temporarily broken through the soul power level, but he did not know that this was actually the gain from absorbing a ten thousand year soul bone.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, and one is called: Strength."

"The seven treasures are famous, and the second is: speed."

Two rays of colored light flashed out again and entered the boy's body.

At this moment, there is only about a quarter of the incense left, which means there are still about three minutes left.

Ye Feng felt the surging soul power, and his whole body returned to its peak state again.

The dark realm emerged again, and it seemed to be getting darker.

Letting Xiao Wu get injured and vomit blood was something he absolutely couldn't accept. He had to get an explanation today.

"Xiaosan, I know you still have strength, but you don't interfere today,"

"I can handle this matter by myself."

Ye Feng condensed the shadow again, and his left and right hands were each covered with a layer of black substance.

The darkness did not stop spreading, but continued to sweep through Ye Feng's body, almost forming a set of thin armor, and the soul power aura was very cold.

"Oh?"

"interesting."

Zhao Wuji clearly felt that Ye Feng had become several percent stronger.

For a control-type soul master, this kind of strength and physical fitness are really weird.

Even Dai Mubai with full firepower may only be at this level.

Zhao Wuji took steps, and each step made the ground tremble slightly.

The huge giant bear looks like an insurmountable mountain.

"Fighting to the flesh is the romance of a man's fight..."

"I thought this sentence was ridiculous before, but now I really want to punch you in the head."

Ye Feng said unabashedly.

The eyes became darker and darker.

This was his most sober and calm moment, and also his most furious state.

"boom!"

The boy's fist tore through the air and went straight up!