"It's so fast to open the star soul. Hehe, it seems that they are angered."
Several elders smiled leisurely:
"If other disciples were angered, I would worry about losing my mind. But chopping out the consequences of their anger will only make the enemy more miserable!"
"Yang Xu, it is estimated that he will die soon."
Several elders seem to have seen that Yang Xu was tortured and killed.
He raised his eyebrows one after another and looked at Feng Ming opposite.
"Hum, Feng Ming is still delusional about controlling us and seizing power in our hands!"
"After killing Yangxu this time, it's time to clean up and give clear. If you don't give him a little color to see, he really thinks he's in charge of the douzong alliance!"
The elders stared at Feng Ming with gloomy eyes.
Fengming naturally noticed the eyes of his old friends.
But he was completely lazy to answer.
Because of his eyes, Yang Xu has attracted them all at the moment:
"Why do you want to do this? Yang Xu is by no means a aimless guy. Since he deliberately increases the difficulty for himself, he must have his purpose."
Seeing the wind cut into the air, they opened the star soul.
Yangxu's lazy look suddenly became energetic.
Remembering that he had no star soul, Feng Ming suddenly flashed a light in his mind:
"Does... The boy want to awaken the star soul?"
"How is it possible that he is not from the destiny continent? How can he awaken the star soul?"
"Is it master Jian Nantian who gave him the way?"
During his trip to the mainland, Feng Ming not only saw the huge details of Yangxu.
The biggest gain is to know a message:
The famous sword madman Jian Nantian is actually Yangxu's master!
This once shocked Feng Ming.
Even felt that if Yang Xu had already carried out the name of jiannantian.
The scene of spider mountain will never happen.
The name of sword madman is too loud.
Many strong people in the mainland of destiny will have a headache when they mention this name.
Especially behind the sword madman.
And an old sword crazy!
That's the most terrible!
"If Yangxu really has a way to awaken the star soul, it will be wonderful!"
Feng Ming's eyes were shining and stared at the rising sun for fear of missing any wonderful place.
The brothers beside him were all speechless at the moment:
Fengming, Fengming, aren't you worried that Yangxu will lose?
If Yang Xu loses, we won't have much say in the alliance. We will definitely be plundered by the elders!
"Yangxu, you will die under my golden sword star soul!"
The wind cut the air and stared at Yangxu with cold eyes.
"No, he will die under my Python cow star soul!"
"I think he should be killed by my secret star soul!"
……
Several geniuses seem to regard Yangxu as the target of competition.
They all scrambled to kill Yangxu.
Yang Xu was speechless at the moment:
These guys really think of themselves as soft persimmons.
If the system didn't need to collect more "star soul data", why would Yang Xu need to talk nonsense to them?
[Ding!]
[congratulations to players, the star soul data collection is completed! Players can understand the star soul!]
[activate the star soul seed and start to understand the star soul?]
Yangxu's eyes brightened slightly:
Finally, you can understand your own star soul!
But——
"Don't understand it for the time being. Wait until I solve these guys."
Yang Xu stared at the nine people as if he were looking at the nine lambs to be slaughtered. A dangerous arc appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Can you laugh when death is coming? Storm cut!"
The wind cut the air with a cold hum, and the golden sword star soul light bloomed on the top of the head:
Yiyin!
A golden sword light came out across the void.
Hoo Hoo!
The moment the sword light appeared, a large number of wind elements immediately gathered.
A Golden Tornado, condensed.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
In the Golden Tornado, there were thousands of golden sword Qi.
A stone stool in the hall was sucked in by the tornado. The golden light flashed and directly collapsed into powder!
It is conceivable that if Yang Xu is swept into the body, what kind of pressure will the body bear.
"The golden sword star soul of the wind chopping air, combined with his wind chopping sword technique, is really fierce and unparalleled!"
"Wind chopping is my biggest opponent to win the golden quota!"
"Yang Xu, a fool, has made some contribution and provided us with an opportunity to understand the wind cutting the air."
The other eight geniuses are all in different minds at the moment.
But without exception, they all agreed that Yangxu was dead!
"Attack me with the wind element?"
Yang Xu raised his eyebrows and hummed.
Behind the void, the eight phase world opened.
Eight world portals, like eight mysterious paintings, flow one after another.
The wind cut them empty, and their looks suddenly changed:
"What's the trick?"
"What a powerful element!"
The wind cut the air, and his face sank. He clattered in his heart:
"I'm afraid the storm will fail."
The Sundance wind world twinkles above Yangxu's head, Hoo.
A mysterious attraction immediately fixed the Golden Dragon.
Next second.
Whoosh!
The Golden Tornado was swept directly into the Sundance world.
Pop!
Under the cutting of massive wind elements, the Golden Tornado collapsed directly.
Into the nourishment of the Sundance world.
"Are there any other attacks? Don't stop, continue."
Above the head of Yangxu, the world of Xun wind flickers and strong wind elements fluctuate.
With this skill, he subdued the other eight geniuses.
The wind cut the air but drank coldly:
"Storm chopping is just my weakest move. Don't think you'll have no worries if you break it! Look at my ghost chopping!"
Buzz!
The wind cut off the top of the head, and the golden sword shaped star soul erupted into ten thousand golden Mans.
In the golden light, a black breath of death suddenly filled the air.
In the void, vitality was plundered and dissipated.
The strong dead spirit filled the whole hall and covered everyone's eyes.
Buzz!
A shadow of death was drawn in the void, holding a black sickle, and the rising sun came for his life.
"Alas, can't there be some new moves?"
The so-called God of death, the so-called spirit of death, is really not the slightest pressure on Yangxu.
"Flow blade like fire!"
Whoosh.
In Yangxu's hand, a simple long knife appeared.
It looks ordinary and inconspicuous.
However.
When the God of death, who was full of death, waved his life-threatening sickle and rushed to Yangxu.
Yang Xu waved the flow blade like fire.
The God of death suddenly trembled.
It's a joke. The flowing blade is like fire, but it's one of the strongest soul cutting knives among the gods of death.
Hiss!
Death annihilated directly.
A flame knife light suddenly turned into huge flame knife Qi and stretched out straightly.
Poop!
The flame knife cuts through the empty waist of the wind.
The wind cut his empty face and froze there.
He stared wide, trying to say something.
Hoo.
The flames swept through, and he turned directly into a cloud of black ash.
When the wind blew, it all dispersed.
One of the nine geniuses, the wind cuts the air and dies!