"I didn't expect you could actually kill his soul!" When Xiao Yun returned to Xiao Mansion, Zhao Wuji looked at him in disbelief.
"Poof!" Xiao Yun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He almost fell to the ground and his face turned pale.
Xiao Heng's expression changed and he quickly ran over to help him.
Xiao Yun waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "That old guy is very strong, and I tried my best to kill him.
Father, please gather the clan members immediately. We must set off today and leave Fenglin City.
"Okay!" Xiao Heng nodded quickly. He had also heard just now that Ye Dadao's master was on the way. Once the other party arrived at Fenglin City, they would definitely die without a burial place.
After all, the opponent's soul can be so powerful even though it is thousands of miles away.
If you wait for the opponent's true form to arrive, you can probably kill them with just one slap.
"How is your injury?" Zhao Wuji watched Xiao Hengyuan go, then turned to look at Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed a few healing pills, and coldly snorted: "The strong men in the extraordinary realm are indeed terrifying. Just one soul of that old guy has the strength of the spirit sacrifice realm. If I hadn't worked hard,
Can't kill him either.
"Zhao Wuji sighed: "You are so proud of killing and sacrificing spirits with the Divine Bridge. I'm afraid you are the only one in the entire cultivation world who can do it. You are really a pervert.
"So you're with the right person."
"Xiao Yun grinned. He was very proud to be able to kill Duan De's soul this time.