However, Mu Rong Chen didn't give him any time to continue being surprised!
The moment the illusion was broken, the figure moved!
The ground beneath his feet exploded instantly, and his whole body was like a cannonball, carrying the biting cold air and rushing straight towards Shi Nian!
"Seeking death!"
Shi Nian was shocked and angry. He suppressed the surging blood forcibly, and the third Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
"Third Soul Skill--Remnant Dream!"
An invisible mental shock blasted into Mu Rong Chen's mind instantly.
However, this attack, which was enough to make Soul Emperor instantly insane, fell on Mu Rong Chen, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.
After Immortal Herb, Soul Bone, and multiple reinforcements, Sea of Consciousness is already as strong as divine iron!
Shi Nian's face changes again!
And Mu Rong Chen's attack is already close at hand!
The right claw covered with ice-blue dragon scales, with a scream that ripped through the air, went straight to Shi Nian's throat!
Shi Nian's pupils shrank suddenly and he didn't dare to take a hard hit. He made a wrong step and his figure instantly became illusory, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.
"First Soul Skill--Cold Abyss Poison Mist!"
Mu Rong Chen missed a hit, showed no interest in fighting, and swung his left hand fiercely!
A large swath of icy blue poisonous mist spurted out from the palm of his hand in an instant, covering the small courtyard!
In the poisonous fog, visibility is extremely low, and it also contains poison that can paralyze nerves and corrode Soul Power!
"A little trick!"
Shi Nian snorted coldly, and the fourth Soul Ring on his body lit up.
"Fourth Soul Skill-Phantom clone!"
The body split into four instantly and rushed out of the poisonous mist from four different directions.
However, he is faster, Mu Rong Chen is faster!
"Want to run?"
Murong Chen's cold voice echoed in the poisonous mist.
"The third Soul Skill--Ice Scale·Strangulation!"
In an instant, in the poisonous mist, countless ice-blue dragon scales flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air, like a high-speed rotating meat grinder, instantly blocking all directions!
"Not good!"
Shi Nian's four clones were instantly chopped into pieces by the dragon scale storm!
His true body was also forced to appear, and he used the Soul Power shield to resist the cutting of the dragon scales in embarrassment. His body was instantly scratched with dozens of wounds that were deep enough to show the bones!
"Ahhh! Boy, you've completely pissed me off!"
Shi Nian looked like a madman, Soul Power all over his body exploded without reservation, forcefully shaking off the surrounding dragon scales.
His eyes were red and he was staring at the blurry figure in the poisonous mist. The horror and anger in his heart had reached its peak.
Soul King, who has been famous for a long time, is a being who can scare countless strong people at his level in the spiritual field. But tonight, he was forced into such an embarrassing situation by a young boy who is only seventeen or eighteen years old!
This is simply a shame!
"Boy, you have completely pissed me off! Either you die today or I die!"
Shi Nian roared like a beast, and the fifth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring on his body shone brightly again. He was obviously prepared to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box at all costs to fight Mu Rong Chen to the death.
However, that hysterical roar was only replaced by a cold and disdainful chuckle.
"Heh."
As soon as the laughter fell, a figure of Gui Mei, enveloped in endless chill, penetrated the layers of poisonous mist without any warning, and appeared in front of Shi Nian instantly at a speed that was completely beyond normal!
Fast! Too fast!
It was so fast that Shi Nian's brain had no time to react, and his pupils had just captured the opponent's figure!
There was no emotion in Mu Rong Chen's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. The body, which had been tempered by Immortal Herb and dragon blood, erupted with terrifying power that far exceeded the level of Soul Ancestor. His right leg was like a steel whip, with a sharp whistling that ripped the air, and whipped hard at Shi Nian's chest!
There is no light of Soul Skill, but only the purest, most primitive and most domineering physical power!
Shi Nian's heart rang with alarm bells, and a sense of death crisis from the depths of his soul instantly enveloped his whole body.
I want to hide, I want to defend, I want to use Soul Skill to counterattack! But now it's too late!
"Bang--!!!"
A loud bang, as dull as a drum, exploded in the silent night sky!
Shi Nian's chest seemed to be hit head-on by a running Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Under that kick, the strong Soul Power shield was as fragile as tissue paper and instantly shattered inch by inch!
Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force passed through the broken shield and hit his sternum firmly!
"Crack--!"
The tooth-aching sound of bone cracking can be heard clearly.
"Pfft--!"
Shi Nian felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments surged out like a fountain, drawing a beautiful bloody arc in mid-air.
The whole person was like a kite with its strings broken. He was kicked backwards and knocked down a courtyard wall more than ten meters away. He was eventually buried in the broken masonry and rubble, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
Mu Rong Chen slowly retracted his right leg, his movements were elegant and calm, as if he had just kicked away an obstructing stone.
He didn't even look at the ruins, he just glanced down at his spotless boots, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc of extreme contempt.
"Tsk, tsk, your strength... isn't that great either."
The cold voice echoed slowly in the quiet courtyard, clearly reaching every corner.
"Cough... cough cough..."
There was a violent coughing sound among the ruins.
Shi Nian struggled to climb out of the pile of bricks and rocks, looking extremely miserable at the moment.
The gray robe on his body had long been stained red with blood and became tattered. His chest was deeply sunken at a weird angle, and every breath he took was accompanied by heartbreaking pain.
He raised his head tremblingly and looked at the young man standing in the moonlight like a demon. The greed and madness in his eyes were no longer there, replaced by deep fear and disbelief.
Monster! This guy is definitely a monster!
How could a Soul Ancestor possess such terrifying physical power?
Even Soul King, who specializes in strength at the same level, may not be able to follow through with that kick just now!
Mu Rong Chen stepped forward and walked slowly towards Shi Nian. Every step seemed to step on Shi Nian's heart, feeling suffocated.
"Now, I give you two choices."
He looked down at Shi Nian who was slumped on the ground, and his voice was so cold that there was no emotion at all:
"First, be loyal to me from now on, swear by your Martial Soul, and become the sharpest knife in my hand."
Shi Nian Hearing this, a blush of humiliation appeared on his pale face.
Let Soul King, who has been famous for a long time, be loyal to a young boy? This is even more uncomfortable than killing him!
"The second way..."
Mu Rong Chen's voice was drawn out, and a trace of playful murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph! Even if I die, I will never be loyal to a dirty kid like you!"
Shi Nian directly interrupted Mu Rong Chen and roared with all his strength, trying to maintain his last pitiful dignity.
"Haha, interesting."
When Mu Rong Chen heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed softly. The laughter was full of cruelty and joking:
"You actually chose the second option... Tsk, tsk, you are such a bitch!"