A trace of disdain appeared on Zhuge Lan's face. Let alone your Eighth Soul Skill—even if it were the ninth soul skill, what could it do? It still wouldn't be a match for him.
Then, he beckoned at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
The enormous Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon swung its tail and sent Liu Shenlong's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon flying.
Liu Shenlong spat out a mouthful of blood, then said in shock.
"Impossible! Impossible! How can the gap be this huge?!"
The disciples behind him stared at Zhuge Lan in utter shock. They clearly had not expected Zhuge Lan to be so powerful.
One disciple said.
"So impressive! Zhuge Lan's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is actually this powerful too."
Another disciple said in surprise.
"Really, I've never seen anything like it."
At that moment, one disciple suddenly thought of something and said in horror.
"Zhuge Lan isn't going to kill Shenlong Senior Brother, is he?!"
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Zhuge Lan's eyes lit up. Sure enough, he had gained some Emotional Value. Though it was not much, it still improved his mood somewhat.
After all, Liu Shenlong's earlier words had truly angered him. Now, he felt a little better.
As for whether he would kill Liu Shenlong, of course he would not. But some necessary punishment was still in order.
The gigantic Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Zhuge Lan had summoned bit down on Liu Shenlong's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, directly crushing it.
As the sound of shattering rang out, Liu Shenlong seemed to wither.
The arrogant look on his face was gone. Instead, he looked at Zhuge Lan and begged.
"I was wrong. I was wrong."
The disciples behind them also breathed sighs of