Incredible

It could be said.

Against Feng Yang's Blue Flame, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was currently utterly useless.

At only level 29, he had just two Soul Skills: a damn Bind and Parasite.

Even the Blue Silver Vines wrapped around him had been burned to ash, let alone Parasite.

Xiao Wu was so frightened that she did not dare to kick.

She was afraid of being burned black all over again.

At the same time.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai also launched their ranged attacks with all their strength.

"Second Soul Skill, Phoenix Flame!"

Upon activation, the phoenix flames were enhanced by 30%.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

His muscles swelled, and black horizontal stripes appeared across his skin. During the half-hour transformation, his resistance to abnormal conditions, attack power, defense, and strength were all doubled.

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

He spat out a stream of flame.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

He spat out a milky-white ball of light.

They surged toward Feng Yang.

The sight was utterly magnificent!

"These little guys are smart. One is attacking Feng Yang's left side, while the other is attacking his right."

"Feng Yang probably has nowhere to dodge now, right?"

Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others laughed.

Their momentum was overwhelming.

Even Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing behind Feng Yang could not help frowning.

They began to worry for Feng Yang.

However.

Blue flames surged around Feng Yang's entire body, yet he had no intention of dodging.

He raised his hand.

"Third Soul Skill, Eight Wine Cups!"

Boom!

A handful of blue fire appeared in his palm.

He sprayed it straight out.

Bang!

The first blue flame exploded directly on the ground, rising a full eight meters high!

The entire ground shook, the houses began to tremble, and the trees swayed.

One meter away.

Bang!

The second blue flame exploded as well.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The blue fire had been no larger than his palm, yet after being fired, it left everyone utterly shocked.

When the fifth blast came.

It collided directly with the energy attacks fired by Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai.

Whether it was the red flames of the Evil Fire Phoenix or the white light fired by Dai Mubai, all of it sank into the blue flames and vanished into nothingness.

They were completely dumbfounded.

"How is that possible?!"

"How is that possible?!"

An inexplicable sense of helplessness welled up in their hearts.

These were Soul Skills enhanced by their buffs. If even this could not defeat Feng Yang, they truly did not know what else they could do.

Seeing this.

"Dean, Feng Yang's Blue Flame Martial Soul is far too powerful!" Zhao Wuji said in shock.

"Yeah, Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix!" Yu Song said from the side.

"The difference in flame temperature is too great."

"Perhaps the difference in levels also has something to do with it."

"This..."

Bang!

The sixth blast exploded!

The ground shook and the mountains trembled again. Its power was so terrifying that their scalps went numb.

Especially since it was surging straight toward them.

"Move!"

Tang San shouted.

But Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were still a step too slow from their shock.

Bang!

The seventh blue flame exploded directly on their bodies, instantly freezing them in place.

This time, the blue fire was like blue ice, locking their movements in place just as they had been about to flee.

"What?!"

"What?!"

"What?!"

Everyone present was completely horrified.

"This is actually a control-type Soul Skill?"

Bang!

The eighth blast exploded directly on a thatched cottage.

It instantly shattered into pieces and blew apart!

"..."

"..."

Clearly, it was a control-type Soul Skill, yet its power was terrifying!

Bang!

Bang!

Two consecutive explosive impacts of fists colliding rang out.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were blasted into serious injuries and collapsed to the ground.

"..."

Taking advantage of the opportunity.

"Second Soul Skill, Charm."

Xiao Wu looked at Feng Yang, pink seductive light shining from her eyes.

Although Feng Yang had not been looking at her at first, his gaze was still drawn over, and he met her eyes.

Almost instantly, his mind twisted, as if he had fallen into the soft embrace of a woman.

He froze where he stood.

Xiao Wu's Charm really could be called a godly skill!

"It hit!!"

Xiao Wu was overjoyed.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

With a highly ornamental, flexible leg technique, she brought a vicious kick crashing down at Feng Yang.

However.

Before they had time to celebrate.

In merely one second, Feng Yang regained his senses due to the difference in their levels.

Seeing the kick about to land on his face.

"Second Soul Skill, Eight Child Dance."

Buzz.

Feng Yang crouched halfway down, instantly turning into an afterimage as he rapidly shifted position.

He caught Xiao Wu as she leaped toward him.

All the force dissipated into nothingness.

Xiao Wu felt a chill run through her heart.

It was just like a '97 fighting game.

You liked jumping in front of Yagami, did you?

He immediately tore into her with a barrage of combos.

Under eight claw-like strikes, blue fire flared, her outer garment tore apart, and the pink undergarment barely covering her was revealed.

Finally, she was suspended in midair.

Boom!

She was hurled up and exploded outward.

Xiao Wu was instantly blasted to the ground.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, everyone could not help sucking in a cold breath.

Was this Soul Skill really that perverse?

Did it specialize in tearing people's clothes?

Xiao Wu was so startled that she hurriedly covered her upper body with both arms.

"Xiao Wu!!"

Tang San cried out anxiously.

"Ah!! Damn it!! Feng Yang!! I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself!"

Seeing Xiao Wu's fair body partially exposed, he seemed to lose his mind.

After all, this was still practically ancient times, and women were rather conservative.

In truth, that level of exposure was nothing much, at most giving the impression of a bikini, but Tang San seemed to regard it as an enormous humiliation to Xiao Wu.

Tang San activated both Mysterious Jade Hand and Purple Demon Eyes.

With Rain of Pear Blossoms Needles in hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

He threw them wildly at Feng Yang without mercy.

His frenzied manner resembled Thousand Buddha Hands.

"Oh my god!"

"This Tang San..."

"He actually went for his master's life!"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were both worried and furious.

In just two seconds, over a hundred Rain of Pear Blossoms Needles shot toward Feng Yang like a curtain of rain.

If they struck, it would be like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. Even if he did not die, he would be flayed alive!

Everyone stared at the scene, frozen.

Surely Feng Yang had no more means left, right?

With Rain of Pear Blossoms Needles this dense, there was simply nowhere to evade.

However.

Feng Yang narrowed his eyes, becoming serious for once.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Blue Flame Fire Wall!"

He flung the blue flames from his palm.

A Blue Flame Fire Wall, three-point-six meters high and three-point-six meters wide, suddenly appeared.

In that instant, the temperature rose once more!

It was far higher than the temperature previously radiating from Feng Yang's body.

And this time.

Flender finally saw what was going on.

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible! The Soul Ring for his fifth Soul Skill is actually thirty thousand years old!"

"What?!"

"What?!"