Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh soul attack
You don't need rankings to tell Jiang Chen that these people are amazing.
It is already difficult to measure the level in the early stage, middle stage, and later stage, because some of these people can be identified as being from the Eldest race at a glance.
"Don't look around. If you don't have a chance to fight these people, you will fall into my hands first."
Jiang Zhe said to him through sound transmission.
The genius of the Jiang family sat there motionless, with a face like a crown of jade, lips painted with vermilion, and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
He is not a spirit race, nor is he a semi-spirit race, and his aura is not inferior to the spirit race around him.
"Compared to these people, my expectations of defeating you are much lighter." Jiang Chen replied not to be outdone.
These words were not only provocative, but also belittled Jiang Zhe, making him look very ugly.
The black eyes suddenly became brighter, like a sharp sword being drawn out of its sheath.
Jiang Chen 'saw' a sword coming towards him like lightning.
What surprised him was that no one else could see it at all, only the people around Jiang Chen noticed it.
Just as the sword edge was about to pass through his heart, Xia Yiming snorted coldly, his aura shook, and the sword edge collapsed.
Jiang Zhe frowned and looked at Xia Yiming in surprise.
Xia Yiming's eyes were burning, and he stepped forward to meet Jiang Zhe. After Jiang Zhe touched it, his expression changed obviously.
"You're still far away."
Jiang Zhe said something to Jiang Chen and made no more moves.
"Do you have a grudge against him?" Xia Yiming asked.
"I am Mr. Feng." Jiang Chen said.
There's nothing to hide about this.
Xia Yiming suddenly realized that he knew about the Jiang family and Mr. Feng.
"That is to say, do you want to have a divine trial with him in the title battle?"
Xia Yiming's expression changed uncertainly, hesitant and worried.
"Yes."
Jiang Chen understood why he asked this question. Jiang Zhe's attack just now should have been a soul attack.
This is an attack method mastered by the most powerful among the Celestial Beings.
"Jiang Zhe is more powerful than that. Are you confident?"
"I never knew Jiang Zhe's strength. I just tried my best and gave it my all," Jiang Chen said.
"It's too chaotic."
Hearing this answer, Xia Yiming looked worried.
"Don't worry."
Although Jiang Zhe's attack method just now was mysterious, it was not impossible to block it, it was just that it left no trace.
Jiang Zhe's purpose was exactly this, he wanted to embarrass him.
Everyone is in the best condition today to meet the successor of the Pill Emperor. It would be disrespectful for Jiang Chen to knock something over for no reason and make a scene.
"I should be able to attack with my soul."
Jiang Chen thought in his mind, this is Tianzun's skill, but his breakthrough time was too short and he didn't have time to master it.
Just now, Jiang Zhe and Xia Yiming took action one after another to let him figure out the principle.
"Try it."
Jiang Chen looked at Jiang Zhe's arrogant face and felt angry.
The process of soul attack is like entering the "eye of the sky" state, but the technique of exerting force is different.
The first time he tried it, he succeeded immediately.
The source in his mind slowly flowed, and countless sword blades shot out from his eyes, one after another, killing Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zhe didn't expect that he would dare to fight back. He was furious, but couldn't show it.
He took a deep breath, and the air around him quietly changed.
That sword edge swept out again, trying to smash Jiang Chen's sword blades into pieces.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen's sword blades suddenly integrated together and turned into a complete sword blade, coming in front of him.
In Jiang Zhe's surprised eyes, the long table in front of him suddenly broke and all the drinking utensils were destroyed.
Jiang Zhe's body-protecting energy was activated, and his black hair danced wildly.
"Master Jiang Zhe, why is this?" Jiang Chen asked seriously.
Others in the hall also cast curious, puzzled, and mocking glances.
In such a tense atmosphere, it is shameful to make such a joke.
It just so happens that Jiang Zhe is such a person who cherishes his image.
"Is it possible that Brother Jiang Zhe is too nervous about meeting the Alchemy Emperor's successor?"
Fang Wentian, who regarded Jiang Zhe as his fierce rival, did not miss this opportunity and made a mockery.
Jiang Zhe's body-protecting aura gradually disappeared, but his eyes still never left Jiang Chen.
He didn't expect that Jiang Chen's soul attacks were more proficient than his own, so he underestimated the enemy and suffered a big loss.
It is even more impossible for him to tell the truth and say that he is not as good as Jiang Chen.
Without saying a word, the people on the Danhuang ship helped him change the table and put the drinking utensils on again.
"It's time to work."
Jiang Zhe's tense face relaxed and he thanked the woman in front of him.
Facing such a handsome man, the woman from Danhuang Ship's cheeks turned red and quickly said it didn't matter.
Jiang Zhe picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
While putting down the wine glass, he looked at Fang Wentian and said, "Brother Fang, hasn't he been a guest in Wanbao City?"
Hearing this, Fang Wentian's face froze. That dark experience was his shame.
He lost the bet to Mr. Feng, and as a result, he did not have enough spiritual stones to pay for the power in Wanbao City. He was not released until his family brought money.
Jiang Zhe mentioned it deliberately because he was trying to get in trouble with him.
Considering what kind of place this place is, he did not break his face and said: "Since we are guests, we will leave one day."
Jiang Zhe smiled softly and didn't say much.
"Jiang Chen, it's amazing that your soul attack can actually defeat him." Xia Yiming said in surprise.
"Maybe he didn't expect it."
Jiang Chen didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.
"No, the fact that you can do it to that extent shows that your soul is powerful."
Xia Yiming shook his head and said, "I believe you can fight him now."
Before Jiang Chen could speak, the sound of compact footsteps could be heard outside the hall.
Everyone seemed to have thought of something and stood up one after another, straightening their backs.
Outside the door, the women from the Danhuang Ship came in one after another and were divided into two teams.
When the descendant of Dan Huang came in, he was walking in the middle of the women's team.
As the rumors say, the descendant of the Dan Emperor is a woman.
She is about twenty-five years old, with beautiful facial features, long hair, a light body, and straight and slender legs.
She ignored the fiery gazes of everyone in the hall, with a slight smile on her lips.
She walked to her seat and sat down gracefully.
"Sit down, everyone." Her voice was sweet and pleasant to listen to.
The young talents present looked at each other and sat down again.
"I invited ten people from the Danhui Alliance and the Danhui to understand their depth so that I can arrange the three appropriate tests. If you are lucky, you will almost crush my ship." said the successor of the Danhuang.
She is a woman, but her aura is not inferior to anyone present.
From the moment you walk in to the moment you sit down, you are in control.
People didn't know how to respond to her words, and they didn't know what she was thinking. People present didn't dare to speak casually.
"The Pill Emperor is the pride of our three realms. His descendants are here in Tiansheng City in person, and we dare not neglect him."
But a man with a sharp tongue still speaks.
"Yeah, don't pay attention to me. The descendants of the Dan Emperor will continue to do what they want to do, and we will never disturb them."
"Heir of the Pill Emperor? Are you giving me my name?"
The woman smiled slyly, making people speechless again.