Wu Xiaodong: "Wang Sheng!"

Wu Xiaoai, Xiaotian: "Saint Brother!"

The three of them looked surprised.

Dongfang Jinghan glanced at Wang Sheng with a plain expression, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was still very happy.

Zhang Xuan was completely relieved. After all, he was the one who knew Wang Sheng’s strength best.

You know, Wang Sheng saved him from the Fire Leopard Sect.

Wang Sheng looked at the woman being held by the man in the Martial Soul Palace and couldn't help but be stunned.

Later, he smiled at Wu Xiaodong, Dongfang Jinghan and the others: "You guys are doing a good job!"

"Hahaha!"

Except for Dongfang Jinghan's ice-filled face, everyone couldn't help but smiled proudly.

They were happy, but the man in the Martial Soul Hall opposite could not laugh.

Originally, these little guys were not good, right? Now another one is here!

"Um?"

Suddenly, the man in the Martial Soul Palace was shocked because he came to his senses. At this moment, his eyes were full of incredible when he looked at Wang Sheng: "Didn't there be a deacon watching you? How could he come here?"

The Wuhun Palace is now "homeless", and Wang Sheng has no good expression on them.

He said with a murderous intent: "Isn't it enough to kill him and Ye Zhiqiu together!"

"What?"

Whether it was the man in the Spirit Hall or the woman in the Spirit Hall who had been severely injured in his arms, he looked shocked.

Even Wu Xiaodong, Dongfang Jinghan and the others looked incredible.

The deacon in the Spirit Hall, the worst-in-class person, is also the power of the Soul King! And the King of Kings... before he came back, he had only two rings of soul masters.

To take a step back, even if Wang Sheng broke through level 30 before returning and became the Three Ring Soul Sect, that would be far behind!

"Hahahahaha!"

After being shocked, the man in the Martial Soul Palace couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

"Ahem...Ahem..."

The woman in the Martial Soul Palace in his arms couldn't help but cough. Judging from the expression on her face, she had worked very hard. If she hadn't been afraid that laughing would affect her injuries, she would have laughed as much as a man.

The little ones also reacted at this time.

Wu Xiaoai's face twitched and said to Wu Xiaodong on the side: "Brother, did you take the Holy Brother? This coquettish brags about to go to heaven!"

"Ahem..."

Wu Xiaodong was angry when he heard this: "Can you stop pulling everything on your brother? When did I brag?... But Wang Sheng bragged about this kind of tyrant with some freshness and elegance!"

Dongfang Jinghan and Xiaotian also looked at Wang Sheng with a strange look on their faces and said to himself: "How thick should a person have to be able to tell lies with his eyes open!"

Only Zhang Xuan was a little hesitant... However, he was still secretly shocked and a little hard to believe: "Is it true or false?"

The laughter stopped for a while, and the man from the Spirit Hall stared at Wang Sheng and said, "Do you know, how powerful we deacons are? With your strength, he can slap him to death! And kill him? You really dare to blow!"

Wang Sheng sneered: "Haha, you deacons, the cultivation level of the Soul Emperor! The martial soul is a harvest blade like the sickle of the God of Death!"

"ah!"

The face of the man in the Martial Soul Palace changed constantly with Wang Sheng's words, because Wang Sheng said it was not bad at all.

"Is it possible...or how did he know all this?"

He felt a little shaken in his heart, but he immediately rejected it: "No, no, no, it's impossible. The deacon is the Soul Emperor! It's definitely not something that this little guy can deal with."

Wang Sheng said coldly again: "What I said is correct?"

"Tsk, you don't know where to get the information about our deacons, so you just want to come and scare me? Are you too naive?" The man in the Martial Soul Palace's face was full of disdain.

But the woman in the Martial Soul Palace in his arms seemed to think of something when she heard this, and her face changed again and again: "So, how did he escape from the deacon? You must know that the deacon is determined to win him."

The man in the Martial Spirit Hall immediately froze.

He subconsciously looked around because he still didn't believe Wang Sheng's words, thinking that a strong man might have helped him from the dark.

"Okay! It seems that I have been underestimated!...If that's the case, I'll just send you to meet your deacon! He will tell you if what I said is true!"

As he said that, a "big shift" rushed towards the man in the Martial Soul Palace in an instant.

The Martial Soul Flame Sword also appeared in his hands almost at the same time.

"boom!"

Driven by the Nine Yang Divine Art, a wood-burning knife technique turned the martial soul flame sword into a giant flame blade.

"snort....!"

The man in the Spirit Hall snorted coldly, and the four soul rings of two yellow and two purple on his body rose.

"The first soul skill! The lion's tail flicks!"

The man in the Martial Soul Palace twisted his body, and the Martial Soul Lion twisted, and the lion's tail directly greeted Wang Sheng's giant flame blade.

"bump!"

One tail and one blade hit each other hard!

Just after a moment of stiffness, Wang Sheng was shocked and took several steps back.

As a Four-ring Soul Sect, how could you miss such an opportunity? You immediately rushed forward and sent a leg towards Wang Sheng.

Just like, the man in the Spirit Hall will not miss the best opportunity to attack, how could Wang Sheng miss the prey delivered to his door!

"Buddhist Lion Roaring Practice!"

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and a loud roar rang out.

With him as the center, a sound wave rang strongly around, and the surrounding plants and trees were shaking!

"Ah, ah!"

Almost at the same time, two screams sounded, and naturally it was from the man in the Martial Soul Hall who rushed over and the woman in the Martial Soul Hall in his arms.

They were too close to Wang Sheng, and they were shocked and bleeding from both ears and had a split headache.

"Puff..."

The woman in the Martial Soul Hall, who had already suffered severe injuries, was torn apart by the shocked wound, and blood was gushing out of her mouth. There was a large amount of internal organ fragments mixed with it, which obviously caused even internal organs to be damaged.

After just one or two breaths, she only had to inhale, but never exhale. It was obvious that she could not survive.

"roar....."

The man in the Wuhun Hall who had a good relationship with the woman in the Wuhun Hall couldn't help but feel extremely sad when he saw this.

He roared wildly, then endured the pain, and looked at Wang Sheng as if he could eat people.

At the same time, his fourth ring soul lit up.

"The fourth soul skill, tearing the claw!"

The man in the Spirit Hall formed a sharp claw with his soul power in his right hand, and then grabbed Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng immediately stopped the Buddhist lion roar, and then a "big shift" avoided the attack of the man in the Spirit Hall, and then raised three soul rings, one yellow, one purple and one black.

Wu Xiaoai looked at Wang Sheng's ten thousand-year soul ring, opened her mouth wide, and murmured: "I'll go, is Wang Sheng the rhythm of wanting evil to the end?"

Wu Xiaodong was also stunned: "Don't call him a monster from now on, I feel that these two words can no longer describe him."

Xiaotian and Zhang Xuan were also staring dull at this moment. At this time, someone came up to slap them twice, and they were afraid they would not be able to come back to their senses.

The same is true for Dongfang Jinghan. Even her ice-filled face could not be maintained, and she looked shocked.

The man in the Wuhun Palace who was preparing to pursue was frozen there.

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Chapter completed!