Chapter 221

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 221 Wu soul magic!

Xiang Liuwu soul, advance!

Chen Feng only felt a buzz in his brain, and then the sharp pain just now disappeared without a trace. He felt extremely refreshing, his ears were clear and his eyes were clear, and his brain was extremely clear and flexible. And he found that this was not an illusion, but true!

After the promotion of Wu soul, his soul power also increased greatly.

However, this is not the magic power brought to him by Wu soul promotion.

Chen Feng smiled and suddenly closed his eyes. Then he opened his mouth and let out a silent roar!

An invisible air wave surged outward, and some insects and small animals hidden in the underground cave suddenly burst out in mourning, and then their heads burst and died!

Ying ziyue also gave a painful cry: "Chen Feng, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill me?"

Chen Feng woke up and stopped quickly. He took the long knife in his hand and comforted him for a while.

Ying ziyue cried bitterly, "your magic power is a spiritual attack, which is particularly harmful to my spirit body without body. Just now I was almost out of my mind!"

Chen Feng felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry, win ziyue. I'm really sorry. It's my negligence."

Ying ziyue cried for a while. Seeing his sincere attitude, she burst into tears and smiled, "forget it, I'm a big adult. I forgive you."

Chen Feng already knew in his heart that this was the martial spirit magical power brought to him after the promotion of martial spirit.

This is a magic power similar to the roar of a lion. It sends out a silent roar, which can directly carry out spiritual attacks and disturb the enemy's mind!

The degree of disturbance is not large, which can make the head of small insects burst, but dealing with the strong in Shenmen may only make the other party in a trance.

But masters fight, sometimes, only for the front line.

An oversight is enough to absolutely determine the life and death of both sides!

Chen Feng laughed happily and said, "this magic power is called shock and awe!"

"Shock and awe", Chen Feng's first martial spirit magical power.

Chen Feng looked at himself inside and was surprised to find that another one of his first floor orifices had been opened, and now there are seven!

The promotion of Wu soul also brought him a great improvement.

Chen Feng laughed proudly, "haha, XiangLiu is an ancient demon God. It is said that there can be hundreds of gods! If you wake up with one head, you can get a talent magic power, then when XiangLiu's Wu soul reaches the peak, can't I have hundreds of magic powers?"

Ying ziyue splashed cold water beside him: "cluck, Wu soul promotion hurts to death. If you are promoted 98 times, you are not afraid of your pain."

Chen Feng's smile stagnated on his face. Thinking of the sharp pain just now, he couldn't help twitching on his face.

"Well, Chen Feng, I helped you advance. How can you thank me?" Ying ziyue suddenly said.

The voice is thief.

Chen Feng said with a smile, "say it, I promise you everything I can do."

"Cut, don't bother so much."

Ying ziyue seemed a little embarrassed, and her voice lowered a little: "Hey, do you remember the story you told me before?"

"Which one?" Chen Feng asked.

"That's it... Don't pretend to be silly... Aren't they both about to hold hands? Are they holding hands?"

"Oh, it turns out that our purple moon is missing spring..."

"Fuck you, don't talk nonsense, you just miss spring... Do you say it? Don't say I'm angry..."

"Well, well, aunt, I said, I said, can't it?"

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight sprinkles down from the gap of the vine. It is quiet here.

Chen Feng leaned against the stone wall and whispered something.

Ying ziyue leaned in his arms and made a burst of chirping sound from time to time.

This is a cliff.

On the cliff, suddenly the sound of thunder rang out.

Chen Feng jumped up in the air, and the purple moon knife in his hand was chopped out from top to bottom.

There was a burst roar in the air, and Chen Feng cut nine knives in succession!

Nine swords cover a range of several feet. If the enemy is within this range, there is no way to avoid it, so he can only fight hard!

Close the knife and land!

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Chen Feng was happy and laughed wildly, very happy.

The first move of thunder blade, thunder chop, has been completed! Previously, in the case of releasing the soul of Wu, he played superbly, cutting out nine knives at a time, raising his strength to Dacheng. But now, without martial spirit, it can be easily used.

"Now after practicing thunderbolt, I'll think about it again. Fortunately, I gave up those two swordsmanship."

"Although the thunder sword is very fast, the strength of each sword is not strong, that is, about a few hundred jin, a thousand jin. It's OK to deal with the enemy in the acquired realm, and it's no different from scratching the strong in the Shenmen realm, and it's impossible to break the defense."

"The white flying flower hit by the rain falling flying flower sword is very powerful, but it is too slow. It appears slowly and flies slowly. The enemies in Shenmen territory are very fast and can easily escape."

And now my knife technique!

"My knife technique integrates strength and speed. It is not only fast, but also full of strength, which combines the advantages of both!"

The sword technique is not better than the sword technique.

The sword is light and nimble, so there are many swords here in an instant. The sword technique is heavy and domineering. Each knife is like breaking mountains. It is not easy to split nine knives in an instant.