The soul level is Shi Yulei's shortcoming, and even as a quasi-holy master, he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Similarly, Su Qingling is good at soul-level attacks, but her level is too low.

People like Zhou Su'er, Jing Kai and others are even less capable of fighting.

The Ninth Prince team, slowly retreat.

"I will only kill Zhao Feng, you guys go away"

The man in black robe was always staring at Zhao Feng, and his voice sounded in the soul level of everyone.

"My friend, since your enemy is Zhao Feng, why not join forces with us?"

The jade-faced Confucian scholar smiled slightly, the enemies of my enemies are all friends.

As long as the men in black robes press close to Zhao Feng, the Ninth Prince's team does not have the strength of the monsters and beasts, so they will be slaughtered by them.

"Ha ha"

The man in black robe laughed loudly, and a burst of black soul mist spread from his body, making him look like the god of death in hell, ghastly and terrifying.

call

The man in black robe still did not answer the jade-faced scholar's words, and rushed directly towards Zhao Feng. The extremely powerful power of the soul of death poured into the death sickle.

"You guys come up too"

The jade-faced Confucian scholar immediately transmitted the message.

Immediately, members of the Seventh Prince's team prepared to rush out.

"Rewind"

When Elder Ying saw the members of the Seventh Prince preparing to take action, he gave a loud shout.

All members of the Ninth Prince, including Zhao Feng, immediately retreated and left the Seventh Prince's city wall.

At this time, Zhao Feng's group of monster beasts were restrained by the men in black robes and there was no way they could attack the city.

And if they retreat, all the members of the Seventh Prince will not chase them out. They must defend the city.

If a large number of members leave, this Tianji City will definitely be occupied by the other three princes.

"Zhao Feng, are you scared now?"

The man in black robe smiled sinisterly and pressed towards Zhao Feng. The terrifying and oppressive aura of the soul of death enveloped the hearts of the Ninth Prince team.

"What should I do? Should I pursue him or not?"

The Dark Soul Holy Lord asked.

Now the Ninth Prince team has retreated.

"Holy Lord Dark Soul, go ahead. With the strength of you and the man in black robe, there is no need to be afraid of the Ninth Prince's team."

The jade-faced Confucian scholar thought for a moment and said directly.

The Dark Soul Holy Lord has left, and there is still one Holy Lord in the Seventh Prince's team. Even if the other three princes come to attack, they will not be defeated immediately.

If Zhang Yi's herd had not suffered any losses, he would have been able to send out one more combat member.

"Well"

The Dark Soul Lord turned into a dark beam of light and left the city wall.

"Are you the Emperor of Death?"

Zhao Feng looked calm and asked for the first time.

After hearing this, Su Qingling, Jing Kai and Zhou Su'er were shocked. They had heard of the reputation of Emperor Death. He was the ancient emperor with the eyes of death. Has his strength grown to this level?

But Ying Lao, the Ninth Prince and others knew that the real Death Emperor had already been killed by Zhao Feng.

"I am the one who killed you"

The man in black robe swung the Death Scythe, and suddenly struck out, and a black crescent moon immediately enveloped the Ninth Prince's team.

"Holy Thunder Body"

Zhao Feng immediately activated his Holy Thunder Body, and his whole body flashed with golden lightning. Then he activated his Flame Wind and Thunder, and violently swung out his fists.

Zhao Feng's Fire Wind and Thunder True Essence contains the brand of Thunder Tribulation and the power of destruction, which is a terrifying power equal to the power of death.

boom

The golden thunder fist light swung by Zhao Feng broke through the black-robed man's physical attack.

In the dark gold storm that fills the sky, a vague crescent of death strikes. This is the power of the soul level, which is not hindered by material attacks.

call

Zhao Feng was well prepared, and an extremely strong soul will suddenly rushed out, carrying the power of countless thunder tribulations, blasting it into pieces.

"Your soul will?"

The man in black robe was slightly surprised. The soul will shown by Zhao Feng just now has surpassed that of the quasi-holy master.

"As expected, we can't underestimate you, Zhao Feng."

The man in black robe had a cold voice.

"No, Zhao Feng, the Dark Soul Holy Lord from the Seventh Prince's team is also chasing after him."

Elder Ying saw a dark beam of light coming from the distance, and his heart trembled.
Chapter completed!