C1540 Soul Capture
"Patriarch Tian Yu, what does he mean?" Killing intent surged. Feng Duanyue knew that the only person who could determine the authenticity of Yang Fann's words was Tian Yu.
He continued to ask.
"This. . . " Just as Tian Yu was about to speak, he saw that Yang Fann was looking at him. He couldn't help but explain in a low voice, "Previously, I did indeed have an ordinary ally with the Cold Division. Feng Duanyue is interested in Qianqian, but we aren't sure about it. "
Tian Yu spoke very calmly. When he saw Tian Yu's subtle expression, Yang Fann naturally understood what she meant. It was nothing more than one-sided love.
Feng Duanyue would only become even more furious.
No matter how low Tian Yu's voice was, she did not deliberately convey her message. How could Feng Duanyue not hear her?
He also knew that this was deliberately said for him to hear.
"Damn fellow, your division has formed an alliance with our division. You have delivered yourself to our doorstep. Now, you actually dare to say such words. I'll kill this kid first before telling you. . . "
Feng Duanyue gritted his teeth, as he quickly understood the crux of the matter.
Yang Fann was the messenger of the Blood Feather Tribe and the Moli Tribe. If he killed the messenger, the so-called alliance between the two parties would never work.
He flew in the air, and a cold aura covered his entire body. Two combat blades appeared in Feng Duanyue's hands. They were the Cold Blade.
When he approached Yang Fann, the cold air seemed to cover the sky and cover the earth. It was like a polar ice mountain was charging at Yang Fann, or even the entire army of Moli Clan.
With a loud boom, a wall of air automatically formed in front of the Mo Li army.
That was not the Mo Li army taking the initiative to defend against the iron wall, but the powerful military formation had a conditioned reflex, and it would not be able to resist any external forces without any control.
The frost aura was isolated outside, but Yang Fann was wrapped in endless frost.
No matter how strong a person's combat strength was, he could not resist the power of the battle formation. Feng Duanyue obviously did not want to use the power of the battle formation for the sake of his face. He wanted to crush Yang Fann by himself.
With the spear of heaven in his hand!
The super combat intent ice blade crushing Yang Fann was actually just a child's play for Yang Fann himself.
Feng Duanyue's Qi was astonishing, but compared to the golden-robed commander or Xiao Liang, there was nothing special about him. He was merely in the Immortal Breaking Realm.
The combat blade descended, cutting off Yang Fann's soul. The extreme ice intent from cutting off Yang Fann's soul caused the momentum of the ice mountain to rise once again.
The two blades clashed, and Yang Fann finally stood up.
His speed was too shocking. He did not need to go against the world to hunt for the sky. He just used an ordinary spear that danced wildly.
Before the giant spear reached Feng Duanyue, the spear light had already arrived in front of him.
The spear light with heaven defying speed was absolutely not something his speed could compare with. The spear light instantly penetrated through his body.
Feng Duanyue's two ice blades immediately disappeared, turning into cold water. The ice mountain that stood up from the ground also quickly collapsed, and the cold water flowed continuously.
Most importantly, Feng Duanyue was in the air, clutching his chest. His ice wings had also disappeared and turned into ordinary wings.
His combat strength had been greatly damaged and he had been seriously injured. Although he had two wings that allowed him to fly through the air, it would be good if he could save up to a tenth of his speed.
Feng Duanyue could only grit his teeth. He had no fate with the boundless heaven defying power. He was not even a loser in front of Yang Fann. This was a true suppression.
"So shocking!"
"This is too extraordinary!"
"Is Commander Yang so powerful?"
"The golden-robed commander, are you sure you saw that Commander Yang only defeated He Wu? "
"Why would I lie to you? He only performed well this time. I really didn't feel anything when I saw him fight He Wu. "
All the experts of the Mouri Division were shocked, but the golden-robed commander's face was ashen.
He didn't think that Yang Fann would make a move so quickly. His bragging earlier might have been exposed.
He was saying that Yang Fann had defeated the forest guardian. If he had more or less seen through Yang Fann's combat strength, he should have more or less seen through it.
However, when he brought Yang Fann to the headquarters of the Heavenly Moli Tribe, he clearly showed some disdain towards Yang Fann, as if he didn't see any unusual signs from Yang Fann.
Feng Duanyue's body was still trembling. Although the Han army behind him was furious, there was nothing they could do.
Because Feng Duanyue was controlled by Yang Fann, the light of the entire Han troops dimmed. Their fighting spirit had been reduced by at least 50%.
Furthermore, their commander had been restrained. Not only did they not need to make any moves, even if the first one to die was Feng Duanyue. No one would dare to do such a reckless thing at a time like this.
"Why are you so nervous? Both sides have more or less formed an alliance. Blood Feather City and Moli have already formed a blood alliance. What do you think?" Yang Fann looked at Feng Duanyue and said with a calm expression.
Nine Wind City was extremely arrogant in their actions. They were high and mighty and forced Nightless City to do so.
He had no choice but to use all kinds of methods to ensure that Nightless City would immediately fall towards him.
On the other hand, Division Leader Han was different. His lack of strength made him as domineering as Nine Wind City.
Under such circumstances, he could still fight for it.
"You wish! If you have the guts, kill me!" Feng Duanyue gritted his teeth and said.
"You think I really don't dare?"
Boom!
The Soul Capturing Law had been activated. Yang Fann had already sent Feng Duanyue into his sea of consciousness. His soul swept across the surroundings. There was loneliness everywhere. There seemed to be a lonely soul in the corner of the chessboard.
Other than that, Feng Duanyue did not see anything else.
He also knew that it was only a thought that Yang Fann wanted to completely destroy him on the chessboard.
Feng Duanyue finally couldn't bear it anymore. His body trembled with fear, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think?" Yang Fann smiled and said.
"I. . . I agree to form an alliance, but this is not something I can decide. . . " Feng Duanyue quickly said.
Yang Fann just smiled. This fellow's eyes were sparkling with absolute sincerity. However, he wasn't afraid that he would have any reckless thoughts. "I can let you go, but you should know that I still have ten thousand kinds of Laws that can capture your soul. "
"I will immediately return to the Cold Tribe and tell them about the alliance. I will definitely not hide anything from you. . . " Feng Duanyue's body trembled. He was unable to move at all in the chessboard.
It was nothing more than a slight tremble in his eyes and a slight tremble in his expression to express his emotions.
Hmph!
Yang Fann let out a cold snort.
In the next breath, the Law of Soul Release was activated. Feng Duanyue's three souls and seven souls had already disappeared from the chessboard.
However, that was merely an illusion. Upon closer inspection, he saw that within the chessboard. . . And a faint soul, It was none other than Feng Duanyue's soul.0
How could there be so many Blood Winged Races in the Giant Race?
Even with the Blood Winged Races' ability to recover, it would take a long time for them to recover their souls. Even with the help of the cold spring, it would not be easy.
Now that Feng Duanyue had lost a soul, he might not feel much if he only displayed his combat strength and consciousness.
However, if Yang Fann wanted to use this soul to crush Feng Duanyue, it would be extremely difficult for him to do so.
He wasn't worried that this fellow would have any strange thoughts.
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