The moment he saw the Soul Severing Sword slash down, Bu Junfeng merely changed expression slightly, but Lu Qingjun's face turned ugly.
The Cosmos Sword Box had already drawn its fourth sword, and the fourth sword was an invisible killing move.
Lu Qingjun thought... even Lin Bai could not have caught the fourth sword so effortlessly, yet Bu Junfeng had done it.
Although Lu Qingjun still could not tell what means Bu Junfeng had used, the Soul Severing Sword truly had not harmed him in the slightest!
"Could he have a treasure that defends the soul?" Lu Qingjun thought.
The soul was generally the weakest point of a martial artist. Ordinary martial artists had no way to defend their souls. Only some Lineages and sects that had inherited their legacies for hundreds of thousands of years might possess Mystic Arts and Dao Arts for defending the soul.
Even soul-defending treasures were worth their weight in gold in the Devil Realm, and were so scarce that there was no market for them.
It would not actually be strange if Bu Junfeng possessed a soul-defending treasure. After all, he was the Holy Son of the Soul Refinement Sect, one of the four Flourishing Sects of the Northern Region. No matter how poor the Northern Region was, it was perfectly reasonable for the Holy Son of the Soul Refinement Sect to have several extraordinary treasures protecting him.
Many thoughts surfaced in Lu Qingjun's mind. After a moment, he suppressed his surging thoughts, looked at the Cosmos Sword Box before him, and drew the fifth sword.
"Spirit Severing!"
Before drawing the eighth sword, Jiao Bine was clearly struggling as well. Her face grew paler and her eyes more disordered, while great beads of sweat streamed down her face, as though all the spiritual energy