Chapter 57 It’s too late to regret now

 Chapter 57 It's too late to regret now

Wait.

Soul Saint?!

Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong were instantly shocked.

How long has it been since he last left? Less than

a month. Even if it was a month, it would be too outrageous for him to be promoted from Soul Emperor to Soul Saint, right?

Liu Erlong's expression was even more exaggerated.

How old is the young man in front of him, and he is already a Soul Sage?

Are you kidding?

"Hahaha, stop teasing me, Soul Sage? Who are you trying to scare?" Dai Mubai said mockingly.

I don't know whether he really doesn't believe it, or is pretending to be calm, or is he looking for a sense of existence.

Feng Yang looked directly over.

Boom!

His whole body was covered in blue flames.

Just a flame of fire was thrown out, and Dai Mubai only felt a fierce burning sensation in his chest, as if it was going to penetrate directly into his heart.

"ah--!!"

He suddenly fell to the ground in pain, rolling on all fours and screaming in agony.

"Boss Dai!"

Oscar quickly made a sausage and put it into his mouth.

This is getting better.

Liu Erlong, who was in contact with Feng Yang for the first time, was shocked. How could this boy be so courageous and act so decisively and ruthlessly?

Flanders was instantly furious.

Beating his students in front of him clearly shows that he doesn't take him seriously.

"Feng Yang! I don't care whether you are a Soul Emperor or a Soul Sage! I will break one of your legs today!"

Bang.

Flanders' seven soul rings rhythmically moved out.

The conventional spirit ring configuration makes him look very plain and simple.

Apart from the eye-catching level of 78, there is almost nothing worth noting.

Look at Feng Yang.

When the martial spirit appears in the body.

The unbearable burning heat around me had dissipated.

Bang.

The soul ring moves out rhythmically.

The first one is black.

The second one is black.

The third one is red.

The fourth one is red.

The fifth one is red.

The sixth one is red.

The seventh one is red.

boom----!!

Seeing Feng Yang in front of him.

Flanders, Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo were all shocked.

He widened his eyes and looked at Feng Yang in front of him in surprise.

Even Dai Mubai on the ground seemed to have forgotten the pain of burning in his chest at that moment, and his face was filled with shock.

"How, how is it possible?!"

"How is that possible?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Level 79?!

In the blink of an eye, he has reached level 79?

You know, Flanders has been at level 78 for such a long time, and he has not moved at all.

Moreover, the most exaggerated thing is the spirit ring rotating around his body.

From the third spirit ring onwards, it is a hundred thousand year spirit ring? !

Is this a monster?!

Especially the first black ten thousand year soul ring, which has already begun to emit a strong sense of oppression.

It was like facing an extra soul beast that was tens of thousands of years old.

There is even less to say about the other hundred thousand year spirit rings.

The oppressive feeling almost made them forget to breathe.

I just felt something was wrong.

On the other hand, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu and the others naturally showed smug contempt.

"It's too late to regret now!"

Feng Yang jumped up.

The start was extremely brutal.

Blue flames rolled.

The tremendous pressure made Flanders tremble with fear.

Hastily greeted.

Bang!

A soul power of level 70 collided.

The entire air was squeezed and twisted in an instant, and everyone felt a shortness of breath.

This caused the people on both sides to retreat several steps.

With this punch, Flanders was directly knocked back several meters.

"Fifth soul skill, Cat-Eagle Wings."

The retreating Flanders gritted his teeth and persisted, directly adding a status to himself.

Then.

"Sixth soul skill, Cat-Eagle Sky Screaming Attack."

Put your hands together and raise them to the sky.

A golden light condensed.

He changed direction and slashed towards Feng Yang fiercely.

"First soul skill, the dragon."

Feng Yang held the blue fire and went straight forward.

boom---!!

A half-moon of blue fire tail light emerged.

That moment.

Flanders regretted it after he cut him down.

In the beginning it was just a battle of soul power. The level difference was one level, and the soul power was not particularly great.

It was also because of this that Flanders had the courage to release his soul skills and kill.

But the half-moon blue fire in front of him was like super-large magma, and the temperature was boiling to the extreme!

This soul ring must be at least 50,000 years old to possess such power.

How could Flanders not be dumbfounded?

You know,

this is only Feng Yang's first soul skill!

Liu Erlong, who was standing by, also instantly felt surprised and shouted out.

"The first soul skill is actually as high as 50,000 years. What kind of devil is this?"

"Fifty thousand years?!"

"Fifty thousand years?!"

Whether it is Feng Yang's female apprentices.

Or Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Oscar and others.

All shouted out in surprise.

It feels incredible!

Tang San was still thinking that the fourth soul skill must absorb a ten thousand year soul ring, so as to break the year of the best soul ring configuration and shock everyone.

The result?

Bang!

The dragon instantly collided with Flanders' sixth soul skill.

Flanders, who was in the air, screamed in pain.

The blue flame sparks floated in the air for a long time before slowly disappearing.

Everyone was dumbfounded

by Feng Yang's soul skills.

Flanders, who was only one level lower than Feng Yang, couldn't even block one move from Feng Yang.

Just one soul skill was enough for Flanders to suffer.

It seemed that Feng Yang was about to attack again.

Crash——

Flanders opened his arms and flew backwards into the air.

"Seventh soul skill, martial soul true body!"

moment.

A pair of huge wings stretched out from Flanders' back, his whole body was covered with feathers, his orange-yellow eyes had erect pupils, and a huge owl with a wingspan of five meters emerged.

It can transform into a giant cat-owl to fight, and its strength, speed, attack power and other attributes are greatly improved.

A circle of blue flame surrounded Feng Yang's entire body, forming a sphere, and his entire body flew into the air.

Obviously, this is his sixth soul skill, the blue flame ball.

Chase after him.

Liu Erlong on the ground was dumbfounded again.

This was the first time she saw someone who could fly in the air without having a flying spirit.

Moreover, the speed was simply amazing!

There was no momentum or acceleration at all.

672 kilometers per hour.

Almost as fast as an afterimage.

In an instant, a Z-shaped blue taillight appeared in the air.

Already in front of Flanders.

Flanders was startled again. If it weren't for his martial spirit's true body, he would not have been able to react at all.

"My martial soul body is on, can your spirit power be higher than mine?"

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The two men fought in mid-air.

Everyone was stunned.

"The dean has already been in martial soul body, so he can barely fight on equal terms with Feng Yang."

"Do you have to be so scary?"

"Not scientific at all"

"Is it possible?"

Liu Erlong seemed to have noticed something.

He exchanged glances with Yu Xiaogang who was standing beside him.

"Soul bone!"