Chapter 117 Anti-kill

Hongming and Li Di took a breath of cold air. Hongming had seen Zhao Haoran perform this soul skill, but he did not think of a way to solve it, and Li Di's surprise was more fearful.

The defensive ability is already so strong, isn't the offensive irresistible?

Li Di lives in the Soul Stone Mountains all year round, and there are very few opportunities to fight with people, so soul skills and magic weapons are also extremely lacking. The cultivation of the soul man who has three months is empty, but his actual ability is far from reaching.

The single ring of fire flying all over the sky does not have any power, but a large number of accumulations have become one of Zhao Haoran's proudest moves now. Even if he is pestered, he will haunt his opponent.

"Receive"

Hongming raised the gourd and urged his fingers. He saw a strange suction hovering out, absorbing all the fire rings bound by the fire dragon. Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. This Hongming was a little difficult to deal with, and he must find a way to kill him in the current situation.

When he stepped under his feet, his body was sharply raised, without any soul support. With the strength on his feet, he jumped dozens of feet high, and he would be ashamed if he could see it.

Li Di obviously has no intention of appreciation. He does not need any soul skills, but the simple soul power cohesion defense is still very objective, and the realm of the March soul is not in vain.

At the same time, a red light appeared on Hongming's body, and he knew that he was brewing powerful soul skills without looking closely.

"broken

Zhao Haoran shouted loudly and pointed to Hongming. Li Di, who had been preparing for a long time, was hung aside. In an instant, he had lost time to support.

Idiot!

Hongming scolded in his heart. What a coward. Li Di is simply a decoration here. He can't do anything. It's really not in line with his identity as a March Soul.

A pair of palms hit Hongming's head with Wanjun's strength. This must be a brain splash, and Zhao Haoran has great confidence in his own strength.

Hongming calmly finished the magic formula, and the momentum soared. Zhao Haoran, who was squeezed out of the nearby aura, was very difficult to move.

However, it was obviously unwise to give up the powerful advantages accumulated at this time and could not retreat. Zhao Haoran's eyes revealed a firm look, which made Hongming's mind waver.

The colorful light beside him slightly played a blocking role. Zhao Haoran's speed increased again. With the belief that a blow must be killed, Li Di took two steps back and felt a little more comfortable.

Since he is dealing with Hongming, he doesn't have to worry. The two men's defeat is the ending he wants to see most.

Under the collision of colorful light and red light, only this place in the world was bright, and it lasted for half a column of incense before it stopped.

Li Di was shocked to find that there was a huge space crack in the place where the two collided. Even if it was restricted by the law of heaven and earth, the space crack could not dissipate for a long time.

It is rumored that the powerful Japanese soul can break through the space and reach the place they want to go at any time, but the battle between the two can cause cracks in the space is also extremely terrible. How powerful it should be.

The dawn sun showed red light, a little confused, but it still showed that the sky was about to light up.

The air is full of glow, which is wonderful. Layers of clouds piled together, as if they don't want to separate.

Li Di swallowed his saliva and found Zhao Haoran lying more than ten feet away, with several shocking wounds on his body, but he was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This guy was simply a monster.

"Dong Dong"

Zhao Haoran raised his head, and the strong heartbeat was clearly heard in the silent dawn. Those eyes stared at Li Di, and this man also had to die.

What about Hongming?

Li Di searched anxiously with his consciousness for a long time, but he could not find the trace of Hongming. He was not sure to fight against Zhao Haoran alone. The remaining dozens of people seemed to be approaching. The battle between the three people lasted less than a burning incense, but the result was extremely tragic.

The sound of "whuffing" was close to his ears. Zhao Haoran knew that he could not wait any longer. If Li Di and the rest of the people work together, the result was really hard to say.

Take out the soul crystal, and the soul power in the body recovered two or three points in a blink of an eye.

Hongming died, and Zhao Haoran breathed a sigh of relief.

This Hongming is really powerful. As the most valued disciple of the Lishan School, he is not treated as ordinary people can imagine. Everything is the best, including his soul skills.

As soon as he started the fight, Zhao Haoran suffered a minor injury, and the meridians in his body were broken and shattered. His soul art directly attacked the body. Hongming knew that Zhao Haoran's body was strong, so he adopted such a soul art, which had to be said to be very effective.

However, Zhao Haoran's fist also broke his defense and formed a space crack where the two fought.

The huge suction power instantly sucked into Hongming, who lost his ability to protect himself. Outside this space, there are turbulence. There are all kinds of monsters, strange energy, and there is no aura of heaven and earth. It can be said that it is a desolate place.

In the past, the super-cultivated Japanese soul has tried. After staying outside the region for less than half an hour, he fled back in a hurry. There is no way to absorb the aura, which is impossible to survive.

Unfortunately, Hongming's magic weapon and soul disappeared, which made Zhao Haoran feel a little sorry, but it was a good result to kill him.

"Purple Fire"

Zhao Haoran easily summoned purple fire, while Li Di wondered for a long time. He didn't understand why Zhao Haoran used this inconspicuous soul art, which seemed to have no power.

If he had not lived in the Soul Stone Mountains all year round, he would have heard of Zhao Haoran's story of the death, which spread all over the country. Even the soul people who have just embarked on the journey of cultivation have heard of it, but Li Di is not among them.

However, Li Di is also smart. He knew that he was unable to fight against Zhao Haoran and could only make a difference after the rest of them came. Looking at Zhao Haoran's appearance, he seemed to want to kill people and kill him. He absolutely regretted that he dared not stay. He pinched the magic formula and wanted to escape through the cloud shuttle.

Zhao Haoran flicked his finger and seemed to catch up with the purple fire drifting in the wind.

Li Di was busy running away, but with a wave of his hand, and a ball of soul power wanted to be destroyed in place wrapped in purple fire. The poor and ignorant Li Di did not react at all. After the purple fire was close to him, he found that the flame could not be extinguished, and he was not afraid of his soul power. In this way, he was burned to death, and the three-month soul of the Lishan School lost Two, which is a great blow to a sect.

Zhao Haoran rushed up, and the remaining more than a dozen breaths were only February's cultivation, and it was impossible to pose any threat to himself. He generously walked to Li Di's body, put away the crossing cloud shuttle and killed Li Di's consciousness, and this crossing cloud shuttle became Zhao Haoran. The magic weapon.

Li Di's soul has a certain consciousness, but he looks at Zhao Haoran with resentment, and he can't get rid of the fate of dissipation.

Zhao Haoran glanced and smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth. In the future, all disciples of the Lishan School will be refined into this soul flag to relieve the hatred of his heart. All heavenly ways are used to deceive people.

Zhao Haoran has a little more understanding and seems to have sublimated wonderfully, but these things can only be unspeakable and can't be said.

Refining!

Li Di's soul turned into a wisp of ghosts on the soul flag, waiting for Zhao Haoran's drive at any time.

More than a dozen February souls arrived one after another. Looking at Li Di's body, they were a little timid. Zhao Haoran has now become his own appearance. Many souls have heard of their own names and are rumored to be demons who do not blink. At this time, those February souls are afraid.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and calmly put away the legacy left by Li Di. The dozens of soul stones could not be let go. Although the mosquito was small, it was also meat.

Those who were in charge of guarding the Soul Stone Mountains of the Lishan faction looked at each other and watched Zhao Haoran set up a hot wheel and leave calmly.

"What should I do?"

"Stupid, what else can we do? Go back and say that Zhao Haoran killed Li Di and Hongming, and we narrowly escaped and came back to report the news."

After a dozen people discussed for a long time, they felt that this method was feasible and returned to their way, hoping that the silent old man could let them go. After all, they were the backbone of the Lishan faction.