Douluo: I actually became the Pope Qian Xunji

Chapter 364 Bombardment of Shrek

"Roar——" A roar suddenly sounded, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with cold light, his fists suddenly clenched, and all the strength in his body gathered together. Among the seven soul rings on his body, the second yellow soul ring lit up instantly, powerful soul power surged out, and the powerful Vajra Palm was launched brazenly.

Zhao Wuji's speed suddenly became faster. It seemed that he arrived in front of Ye Lingfeng in just one step. He raised his huge palm. Under the injection of the soul ring, the palm of his hand instantly turned golden and doubled in size. Shoot directly towards Ye Lingfeng.

This blow contained all of Zhao Wuji's strength and soul power, and seemed to tear the entire space apart. The expressions of everyone present changed dramatically. This was when Zhao Wuji truly used the power of the Soul Saint. The four of them with Tang San before Sparring is just playing house.

Tang San stood there and watched coldly, his eyes calm and indifferent.

Dai Mubai kept telling Zhao Wuji to kill Ye Lingfeng directly. He was full of hatred for Ye Lingfeng and wanted to get rid of him quickly.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of schadenfreude. She had no good impression of Ye Lingfeng. When she saw him being attacked by Zhao Wuji, she couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in her heart.

Only a look of worry flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Zhao Wuji's attack was too terrifying, and she didn't want Ye Lingfeng to die because of it.

The entire space was enveloped by Zhao Wuji's power, as if it was about to be torn apart. This blow made everyone feel his power, and also put Ye Lingfeng into an unprecedented crisis.

Seeing Zhao Wuji charging towards him, Ye Lingfeng decided to attack instead of defend, because his soul shield must not be able to block Zhao Wuji's terrifying blow.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Ye Lingfeng's eyes were cold, like ice spikes in the twelfth lunar month of winter, bone-chilling and chilling.

At the same time, his body moved slightly, and he took out a two-meter-long giant barrel from the storage soul guide. The barrel exuded a terrifying aura. With Ye Lingfeng's roar, the super-gathered power in his hand The soul cannon instantly shined with dazzling light. He poured his own soul power into it, and the energy of the soul guide cannon quickly condensed. The powerful fluctuations in soul power made the surrounding air distort.

The super-focused soul cannon was directly aimed at Zhao Wuji, who was coming at speed. There was only a "bang" sound, and the super-focused soul cannon made a dull roar, and a bright beam of soul power rushed out like lightning. , rushed straight towards Zhao Wuji's body.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened and he stared at the thing in Ye Lingfeng's hand. It was a two-meter-long giant barrel, its entire body shining with bright soul power, and the powerful soul power fluctuations distorted the surrounding air.

What is this? What a powerful momentum...

The bright soul power beam roared past with a strong wind, and the faces of everyone present instantly turned pale, and they felt an indescribable powerful force.

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's attack collided with Ye Lingfeng's super-focused soul cannon in the air. The moment the two collided, an earth-shattering explosion occurred. The shock wave of soul power swept over, razing everything around him to the ground.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and debris flew everywhere.

Ye Lingfeng stood in the ruins, the light of the soul power of the super-focused soul guide gradually dissipated, and he kept breathing heavily. The super-focused soul cannon was too powerful, and it consumed the soul power very quickly. , his soul power has bottomed out.

The surrounding buildings have collapsed, as if they had just experienced an earthquake, and they were all turned into ruins.

<divclass="contentadv">"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Wuji was directly blasted away by the super-gathering soul cannon, and finally hit the ground in the distance, and a deep pit instantly appeared on the ground , dust and gravel flying around.

"Such a powerful attack. What on earth is that kid holding in his hand? It can't even defeat my powerful Vajra Palm. Although I have also reduced some of my strength, such an attack is not something that this kid can block. Ah." Zhao Wuji said to himself.

This comparison clearly shows his superiority. It is so difficult for him as a soul saint to win against a child. It is spread that he can't move and Mingwang is still around.

"Boy, you do have a moment, but the time for burning incense has not passed yet. Can you still do it?" Zhao Wuji patted the dust on his body, stood up and looked at Ye Lingfeng and said.

Ye Lingfeng's current condition has declined sharply, his soul power has been severely depleted, his body has been affected to a certain extent, and he has suffered serious injuries.

"Continue." Ye Lingfeng said lightly. He, Ye Lingfeng, was never afraid of challenges, not to mention that this was far from his limit.

Ye Lingfeng released his martial soul, the third soul ring on his body flashed, and said softly: "The third soul skill, bloodthirsty bean paste buns."

As Ye Lingfeng finished speaking, a blood-red bean paste bun appeared in his hand. The red bean paste bun exuded a strong smell of blood, which made people shudder.

This is Ye Lingfeng's third soul skill, called Bloodthirsty Bean Paste Bun. After using it, the body's energy and blood are enhanced. The stronger the energy and blood, the better the effect. The soul power will also increase a lot, and the body's potential will be increased several times in a short period of time.

Ye Lingfeng slowly swallowed the bloodthirsty bean paste bun into his belly. In an instant, a powerful force of blood burst out from his body, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this force. His skin became like ruby, shining with a strange luster, and the muscles all over his body were tense and full of explosive power.

At this time, Ye Lingfeng's soul power was rapidly increasing like a ignited powder keg. He could clearly feel that his soul power was constantly expanding, and he soon returned to his peak.

Zhao Wuji did not hesitate. The opportunity was fleeting. He wanted to regain his position. He saw Zhao Wuji's third soul ring flashing, and a sudden gravity was exerted on the entire ground. Suddenly, Ye Lingfeng's breath was stagnant. , I felt as if my feet were stuck in a quagmire, and my body suddenly became heavier, as if my weight had doubled.

But Zhao Wuji was obviously not affected by the shadow, and he strode towards him with a faint smile in his eyes, as if to say, I'll see where you go this time.

Ye Lingfeng was a little surprised. Such a powerful soul skill, worthy of Fudo Mingwang. But if you want to limit my speed, then I just don't move. What can you do to me?

Ye Lingfeng casually summoned a sharp knife that shone with fiery red light. The blade of this sharp knife was extremely sharp, as if it could easily cut through any obstacle. The fiery red light flashing on the blade was like a burning flame, exuding a fiery aura.

This was also a soul tool, but it was not made by him, but was left to him by Qian Xunji for self-defense. The flame lingering on it was the ultimate fire, and its attack properties were extremely powerful.