Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

0The afternoon sun shone down onto the black sword, making it seem increasingly cold and profound. It was as if an invisible force field had been created around the black sword, swallowing up all the light.    0

    

"Oh? Soul attack? " Long Bufan was startled, a soul attack contained in a sword move, how could Fang Baiyu achieve this step?    

    

Long Bufan had learned animal control before, so he had some understanding of soul attacks. It was a terrifying move that could kill people without them noticing, causing him to be on guard.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

The black sword let out a long and soft hum. That sound carried a strange penetrating force, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.    

    

"Long Bufan, I just said that once the black sword appears, even I am unable to control its power. If you are afraid, there's still time for you to admit defeat. "    

    

Fang Baiyu had long since passed the seven trials of the Fantasy Killing Tower during Long Bufan's service promotion and classified him as an opponent of the same level without the slightest intention of looking down on him. At that time, the strength Long Bufan had displayed was far from being comparable to Yang Feng's.    

    

"I'm very sorry, but my bottom line is not to admit defeat!" Long Bufan said coldly. He bent his hand and sucked the spear that had fallen to the side into his palm. His spirit energy poured into it and the spear shaft burned like a black flame.    

    

Lin Shuanger clenched her hands nervously. She had also been in contact with soul attacks before, so the degree of terror was hard to imagine.    

    

"Then let's fight!"    

    

Fang Baiyu's gaze turned cold, and his figure started to move.    

    

On the stage, a distance of several tens of meters was simply nonexistent for Fang Baiyu as his speed was as astonishing as the wind.    

    

Fang Baiyu held the black sword, and slashed down heavily, at that moment the sound seemed to disappear, and the light was absorbed into the black sword. The sword's speed was not as fast as he had imagined, but it carried a sense of stability and heaviness.    

    

Long Bufan thrusted out his spear, bringing with it an unstoppable force, the air suddenly exploded, clashing with the black sword.    

    

Time seemed to slow down suddenly, instead of the intense explosion that was expected, Fang Baiyu slashed his sword on Long Bufan's spear tip. In that moment, an inconspicuous black flowing light submerged into the spear, and drilled into Long Bufan's body.    

    

Hm!    

    

Long Bufan's body suddenly shook as a bizarre feeling rushed into his spiritual ocean. He felt as if a sword was letting out a melodious humming sound that was extremely pleasing to the ears, causing others to feel extremely comfortable listening to it.    

    

Soul attack?    

    

Long Bufan reacted in an instant, and when that sword hum entered his ears, it was like an awl piercing into Long Bufan's sea of consciousness.    

    

Could it be that this black greatsword was the so-called soul attack?    

    

Obviously, Fang Baiyu had imbued the sword intent in his soul directly into this sword move, which was why he was able to make this soul attack!    

    

BOOM!    

    

A gigantic pitch-black sword suddenly appeared in Long Bufan's mind. As the sword slashed down, a monstrous wave instantly rose up in his soul consciousness.    

    

"Ah ? ?" Long Bufan hugged his head in pain and let out a miserable howl as his seven orifices bled and fell from the sky.    

    

"You lost." Fang Baiyu said indifferently as he looked at Long Bufan who had curled up into a ball. At the moment, his face was pale white, this move had consumed most of his soul force.    

    

However, seeing his opponent fall in front of him, Fang Baiyu felt a sense of accomplishment.    

    

"To be able to force me to use the black sword, even if you lose, you still have honor."    

    

However, just as the corner of his mouth curved up in a smile, a crafty voice came from behind him: "You lost."    

    

Fang Baiyu's body trembled, he turned his head to look in disbelief, and his pupils contracted. He saw that there was a boy who was exactly the same as Long Bufan, holding a short 'spear' in his hand, his index finger gently pulled at the inner ring.    

    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

    

Accompanying the terrifying sounds of gunfire, the black muzzle of the gun suddenly shot out a beam of blazing fire. The exploding flame runes hidden inside the warhead instantly activated under Long Bufan's will.    

    

"Boom!" Fiery light blossomed, causing Fang Baiyu's protective shield to instantly explode, his entire body trembling as he felt a constant rumbling sound, the sky spinning and the earth spinning.    

    

Long Bufan took the chance and quickly flew forward, and with a fierce punch, Fang Baiyu flew out of the stage, spitting blood.    

    

Bang!    

    

Fang Baiyu heavily crashed into the protective light barrier outside the stage, his entire body weak as he fell onto the ground.