Chapter 147 Battle

When Duan Soul saw the battle began, he waved a defensive array. Although these attacks did not hurt him, they might be able to hurt the Phantom and others.

As for the soul practitioners of the Roy family, they stand hundreds of meters farther than Duanhun and others. Once the masters of the soul mansion fight, their power cannot be underestimated, and the residence of the whole family may turn into ruins. Of course, Roy Keman will not do so.

Roy Keman has not moved, and the temperature around him has dropped, and the ground under his feet has been covered with a layer of frost.

Zhao Qianyang was a little excited. After he came out of Luofan Town, he could not fight with all his strength. Hunting in Luofan Town since childhood, he can also try to win in the face of extremely cruel monsters, relying on the iron-like will and fearlessness in his heart.

Roy Keman took the lead and turned his left hand. His palm was facing Zhao Qianyang. More than ten white lights stabbed towards Zhao Qianyang like lightning. Almost at the same time, Roy Keman shook his body and appeared behind Zhao Qianyang. The black knife hit Zhao Qianyang fiercely.

Teleportation, this is the ability that can only be cultivated after practicing to the soul mansion. Although Zhao Qianyang put all his mind on Roy Keman, he was still a little careless. He felt the fierce wind behind him and was too late to avoid it. His right arm waved back strangely, and countless jumps on his palm in an instant. Rune. The runes flashed while the left hand waved, turning into countless wind knives, stirring the dozens of lightnings in front of him into powder.

Roy Keman's pupils contracted sharply. He didn't expect that Zhao Qianyang's runes could be so fast that the soul practitioners in the soul realm were not poor at all, but this knife condensed most of his soul power, and the soul practitioners in the soul realm were not so easy to avoid anything.

Boom......

With a loud noise, the black knife broke the rune, and then broke the condensed soul armor condensed by Zhao Qianyang and split it into Zhao Qianyang's palm. As soon as the blood slipped from Zhao Qianyang's arm, it was frozen into blood beads by the cold air rich in the long knife. Zhao Qianyang's right palm pushed the long knife with force and flew back and jumped back. It's 100 meters away. He felt the whole right arm tingling, and his skin was covered with a layer of white frost.

Roy Keman was stunned there. With a short contact, Zhao Qianyang brought him too much surprise. The speed of runes was extremely fast, and his palm was extremely hard. When it came to the cultivation of the soul mansion, even a hill could be split in half with a knife, but Zhao Qianyang's palm was just cut open. It's just scratches. If it hadn't been for the teleportation and the spell on the knife, it wouldn't have been possible to hurt Zhao Qianyang.

In the short seconds of Roy Keman's thinking, Zhao Qianyang has cast a fire spell to dissolve all the frost on his arm. At the same time, he took out two blood beads condensed by ground dragon blood. As soon as he rubbed them with soul power, he felt a hot pain in the palm of his hand, and his whole arm seemed to be ignited by the fire. At the same time, he released his divine consciousness, and any slight fluctuations in the 100 meters around him could not escape his control.

The Phantom held his hand tightly and looked at Roy Keman with fire. If it hadn't been for Duan Soul beside her, she would have rushed up, while Xiao Gang frustled his fist and looked eager to try.

Roy Keman's figure disappeared again. This time, he chose to appear above Zhao Qianyang, forming an overwhelming net between the long black knife dance, covering Zhao Qianyang.

Zhao Qianyang scolded, "Old boy, you are still coming." He changed his body and retreated more than 50 meters, suddenly avoiding a few cold rays. At the same time, his palms quickly turned over, and the runes ejected out of his unstoppable palms, wrapping Zhao Qianyang's figure in it. Then, Zhao Qianyang's arms shook, and all the runes rushed together in clusters. Zhou formed a series of lightning, a group of fire, shouted loudly, and the lightning rushed to the huge net with the fire, and the whole sky immediately became extremely gorgeous.

Roy Keman was hesitated by Zhao Qianyang's shout. He felt that Zhao Qianyang's cry was very strange and could affect his mood. Just as he hesitated, flames and lightning all over the sky had rushed forward and hit his long knife. He did not dare to be careless. When the long knife danced, he made a few spells at the same time and condensed into more than a dozen barriers in front of him.

The sound of Thunderbolt is endless, and Roy Keman's body becomes like a large hornet's nest.

In just about ten minutes, the two tried their best to solve their whole body. Zhao Qianyang was much more difficult to deal with traditional Chinese medicine than Roy Keman imagined, and he was very surprised. He had never seen that a person's soul power was actually seven colors, and after it had condensed and formed, he could change its shape freely, so that she could prevent her Unable to defend, he suffered several losses on Zhao Qianyang's special soul power. The soul practitioners of the Roy family who watched the battle outside also widened their eyes. The strength shown by Zhao Qianyang was really too strong for the realm of soul realm.

Duan's soul couldn't help nodding and shaking his head. To his relief, Zhao Qianyang's movements in the fight became more and more skillful, and his control of the soul power became more and more detailed. This boy made rapid progress.

Phantom and Xiao Gang stared at the battlefield. The Phantom watched Zhao Qianyang transform from an ordinary soul learner to the present. The progress can only be described by the word rapid. Now she can see that although Roy Keman has the upper hand, it can't hurt Zhao Qianyang's life, and a heart has gradually been released. .

Nanxi shouted enviously, "This is a difference between the soul practitioners in the soul realm and the soul practitioners in the soul realm. How can you be so happy?" He is very envious of Zhao Qianyang. If he can fight against a soul cultivation man in the soul realm for such a long time, he will wake up with a smile if he dreams at night.

Roy Keman became more and more impatient. He could only rely on constant teleportation, sometimes appearing in front of Zhao Qianyang, sometimes under Zhao Qianyang, playing all the tricks of sneak attack. Even so, he was always lucky enough to escape by Zhao Qianyang and was furious. At this moment, he intensified his attack. If he does not defeat Zhao Qianyang as soon as possible, the loser may be himself. If this matter spreads, the Roy family will lose face. In the face of Zhao Qianyang's retreat, many soul practitioners of the owner of the Roy family would have shouted and cheered if it hadn't been estimated that Duan Soul was beside him. But I didn't expect that the soul mansion against the soul realm was not a glorious thing.

At this time, Roy Keman appeared behind Zhao Qianyang again, and his soul power poured out and condensed into two black big hands more than 100 meters long and patted Zhao Qianyang.

Zhao Qianyang scolded in his heart. In the face of Roy Keman's continuous teleportation, he had a feeling that he could not start, but Roy Keman also knew that he was suffering in his heart, and the teleportation was a waste of soul power in his body.

Zhao Qianyang's soul power was released in his hands, and a spear more than 20 meters long was condensed. While the huge palm had not been knocked down, Zhao Qianyang played a few spells on the spear. With a bang, when the spear touched the giant palm, dazzling sparks flashed, and the runes and Venus trembled.

With a click, the spear broke after holding on for only a few seconds. For Zhao Qianyang, a few seconds was enough. His body twisted and rushed out like lightning. His palms clapped together, setting off a huge wind and waves. The walls of the square were splashed with bright holes, gravel and stones. When they collided, the crackling was left with only the ears, flew into the air, and then hit it down like a shower. The soul practitioners who watched the battle hurriedly released the soul shield. Although these gravels could not hurt them, it was not very good to be beaten on their bodies.

Xiao Gang was annoyed when he looked outside and shouted, "This white-haired old man is really shameless. Fighting is like hiding, always relying on teleport to win." His voice was so loud that even soul practitioners 100 meters away could hear it very clearly, and their faces turned red and blue.