"Time is up, little monsters, have you discussed it?" Zhao Wuji's voice sounded like a thunderous sound, and he stood up from his chair and walked to the center of the small square.

"Just Wu and Zhu Qing can just harass you, don't let yourself be hurt.

The mistress doesn’t need to be controlled. Use your blue silver grass to help me, and Ning Rongrong will do his best to help me.

Let me see the difference between me and the Soul Saint." Feng Yixuan said quickly, then walked to the small square and stood opposite Zhao Wuji.

Tang San had no objection to this. Just relying on the three soul rings that Feng Yixuan had previously revealed was enough for them to cooperate with all their strength.

Moreover, the tactics Feng Yixuan said are not unreasonable. As a master of control war souls, his control ability has limited effect on Zhao Wuji, the soul saint, so it is better to cooperate with Feng Yixuan with all his strength.

"Teacher, you can start." Dai Mubai nodded to Zhao Wuji and quickly stepped back to the side to watch the battle. Although this was an unequal battle, he would naturally not miss this opportunity to learn when he could see Zhao Wuji take action and be a soul master with strong attack type.

Zhao Wuji stood up again, held each other's hands, and moved his wrists. The sound of sour bones sounded in succession, and the invisible pressure suddenly increased a little.

Another incense appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand. Before he could ignite it, Ning Rongrong had already taken the lead in taking action.

"The seven treasures are turned out to have glass." The body was floating and rotating around in place, and the dazzling colorful light suddenly released from her body. I saw that at the place where the colorful light condensed, there was a colorful pagoda of more than a foot high in Ning Rongrong's right palm.

The precious light was flashing and noble. Ning Rongrong smiled and looked like a fairy. Two circles of yellow soul rings rose from under her feet and circled quietly around her.

"The seven treasures are famous, one is said: power." The first soul ring ascended and enveloped the seven-color pagoda. Under Ning Rongrong's left hand pointing, a stream of light penetrated Feng Yixuan's body.

The auxiliary divine light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower entered the body, Feng Yixuan's body trembled, and a warm force flowed into his limbs and bones. He felt his whole body full of strength. He secretly praised in his heart, without using martial souls, and stepped forward: "Feng Yixuan, Level 34 Strong Attack Soul Master! Teacher Zhao, please give me advice!"

"Oh? You one?" Zhao Wuji glanced at Feng Yixuan and others lightly, and saw that Tang San and the others were just standing around. Although they looked like fighting, the main force was obviously Feng Yixuan.

"Teacher Zhao, being arrogant will suffer a loss." Feng Yixuan was not angry when Zhao Wuji underestimated him. He had that capital.

"Okay, come on." Zhao Wuji raised his lips, threw out a stick of incense and lit it: "Let's start."

After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, another stream of light penetrated Feng Yixuan's body, which was the amplification of Ning Rongrong's second soul ring.

"Here you come!" Feng Yixuan's feet burst into fluorescent light, and his figure seemed to teleport, appeared directly in front of Zhao Wuji. Without hesitation, his fist lingering in white fluorescent smashed towards Zhao Wuji's face.

"Good boy."

Zhao Wuji was shocked by Feng Yixuan's actions. Feng Yixuan did not release his martial soul. He never expected that Feng Yixuan would rush up without releasing his martial soul in front of him. The speed was so fast that it was like teleportation, and it caught him off guard for a moment.

It was too late to raise your hand to resist. Zhao Wuji could only tighten his facial muscles and punch him, while slapped Feng Yixuan with a heavy slap.

"return!"

Tang San urged the blue silver grass to wrap around Feng Yixuan's waist from behind, and pulled Feng Yixuan out of his attack range before Zhao Wuji slapped it.

At the same time, Xiao Wu appeared behind Zhao Wuji at the same time, with his waist bowed!

“………”

"It's too heavy!" Xiao Wu's pretty face turned red, and she didn't throw Zhao Wuji up.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing beside him, scratched Zhao Wuji a few times, and only drew a few red marks slightly. At most, it made Zhao Wuji feel a little hurt and he did not make any contribution.

"You two retreat." Feng Yixuan was not surprised to see this. They were too weak. It was too difficult to make achievements without Ning Rongrong's assistance.

"Boy, it's cruel enough!" Zhao Wuji touched his face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his face began to become serious.

"Hehe, Teacher Zhao, the good show is still behind." Feng Yixuan attacked again, while Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and attacked Feng Yixuan with pure physical strength.

After all, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass did not attack Zhao Wuji, and Ning Rongrong was just an auxiliary. Feng Yixuan, as the main force, did not use martial souls, so how could he have the face to use martial souls?

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After repeated collisions, Feng Yixuan's arms were already a little numb. Although his body was strong, it could only be comparable to the Soul Sect. Zhao Wuji's physical strength could torture Ye Zhiqiu. Who is Ye Zhiqiu? The little turtle in the sky!

Every collision between Feng Yixuan and Zhao Wuji shocked Tang San, Dai Mubai and others.

Dai Mubai even understood that Feng Yixuan did not use all his strength at the Rose Hotel.

At this time, Feng Yixuan was surrounded by a light golden light, which was a sign that activated the bloodline power. In fact, by using soul power and bloodline power, Feng Yixuan's strength was also exerted by 60%.

If you want to be stronger, you have to use three soul skills to increase the physical body and "The Nine Styles of the True Dragon".

"Haha, good boy, it's indeed a monster." Zhao Wuji laughed loudly. A soul master, who was able to fight him with physical strength with his physical strength to such an extent, is truly a pervert.

"It's only halfway through, Teacher Zhao." Feng Yixuan was getting more and more excited at this time. After all, fighting opportunities like this that can be played at will are hard to come by.

Feng Yixuan never knew where his limit was, so this time he could find out.

"Oh? Are you going to use the martial soul?" Zhao Wuji saw Feng Yixuan widening the distance, but did not pursue him, but waited quietly.

"Of course. Ning Rongrong, please withdraw the support." Feng Yixuan turned around and looked at Ning Rongrong and made an amazing decision.

"Ah? You, what did you say?" Ning Rongrong couldn't believe what he heard.

"I'm going to use martial soul, you can withdraw the auxiliary. Half of the time has passed, and even if I can't hold on to the end, you will definitely be able to do it." Feng Yixuan said.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Feng Yixuan nodded, then looked at Zhao Wuji again and said, "Teacher Zhao, help me test my combat effectiveness?"

"Oh? Do you even know what level of your combat effectiveness is?" Zhao Wuji asked in confusion.

"I really haven't fought with all my strength." At this time, Feng Yixuan felt that his body was empty and his momentum was a little weaker, and he knew that Ning Rongrong had terminated the support.

"Okay, I'm going to use martial souls in half a stick of incense!" Zhao Wuji nodded. He also wanted to know what Feng Yixuan's real combat power was.
Chapter completed!