This is the unique skill of the third elder, Dian Cang Jue.

The spear is not simple either, it is a soul treasure, with a sharp edge that directly locks Zhou Feng's eyebrows, as if isolated by heaven and earth.

"Good gun technique, the third elder's move of killing is absolutely at its peak."

A big man invited by the Divine Doctor Valley exclaimed.

"Diancang Jue is an ancient martial art. Only the Soul Sacrifice Master can practice it. With the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, you can fight over the level. Even the Seventh-grade Soul Sacrifice Master can fight one fight. Can Zhou Feng take over?"

Another big man spoke.

The third elder was full of confidence in his shot, and had a will to kill him. I don’t know how many masters’ blood have been drunk.

"Be careful, this move is extraordinary. Many powerful people from our Ye family died under this move."

Ye Siyu was naturally familiar with the third elder, and a huge hatred appeared on her face and quickly reminded her.

"Kill again!"

However, Zhou Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he shook the giant axe again and slashed hard. He saw that the magic power turned into a terrifying black light through this peerless weapon and spread out rapidly, as if he had cut the void into two pieces.

The next moment, the spear in the third elder's hand and his body were divided from beginning to end by the Soul-Breaking Axe, like a knife cutting tofu.

"ah……"

The third elder let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground, leaving no complete corpse.

The whole audience was shocked!

What ancient martial arts, what kind of fighting is higher than the level, what kind of sixth-grade soul-sacrificing masters are all detested under Zhou Feng's axe, and they all have to die and die.

“It’s so scary.”

Many warriors trembled and showed a look of horror.

"brute!"

Changchunzi roared angrily, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The light flashed. When the sky was slashed, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared, which pierced directly and appeared in front of Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng didn't think about it, and his figure flashed, quickly pinched the magic with both hands, and used the "Ground-reducing Technique", immediately disappeared under the sword light. When he appeared again, he arrived in front of one of the elders.

This elder is the third-grade soul-sacrificing master. He instantly felt the crisis of death. His face changed drastically, and his body retreated suddenly and killed him with one punch.

Unfortunately, it was useless. As soon as the soul-breaking axe in Zhou Feng's hand slashed, a head flew up, and blood splattered, which was shocking.

"kill!"

Changchunzi roared repeatedly and killed him again, but Zhou Feng still didn't take it and chose to avoid the edge again.

This great elder has a very deep cultivation level and is the eighth-grade soul-sacrificing master. Without the blessing of the "Tian Dou Great Formation", with his current strength, it will not be easy to go ahead.

Therefore, as long as Changchunzi is avoided, others are not worth worrying about.

Bang bang bang bang...

Countless killer moves were shrouded in, but they were all broken by the Soul-Breaking Axe and dissipated in the sky.

Zhou Feng is like a huge cutter, any martial arts, any killer moves, and any soul treasure, once it touches the soul-breaking axe, it will be cut in half.

Moreover, Zhou Feng has the "Ground-reducing Technique", so he is not afraid of any powerful attacks, nor is he afraid of everyone surrounding and killing them in a crazy way, coming without a trace, leaving without a trace, and being erratic, making people unable to lock him up.

"Damn it, what kind of martial arts is this? Why can it teleport hundreds of feet?" The fourth elder screamed, with great anger and shock on his face.

The magic of the immortal cultivator is strange, magical, and powerful, which is not something he can imagine.

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

Zhou Feng made a devilish sound, shuttled through the crowd, constantly wielding the soul-breaking axe. Every time he flashed, an elder would die.

Almost no one can take the attack of the Soul-Breaking Axe.

“Ahhhh…”

The sound of ghosts and wolves howling sounded throughout the valley.

Everyone was killed in pieces, with broken limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky. For a moment, Zhou Feng was powerful and unrivaled. There were more than ten elders who died at his hands.

The Ghost Doctor Valley is the largest sect in Qingzhou. Although it is powerful, with many powerful people and dozens of elders, it is not enough to be killed if it is slaughtered like this.

In Pingzhou, the Deadly Master can establish a big family and inherit it for hundreds of years.

If you are a master of soul sacrifice, you can start a sect and dominate the country.

But in Qingzhou, the Soul Sacrifice Master is just an elder with a noble status and the mainstay of a sect. If you die too much, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the sect.

"Zhou Feng, you dare to take such a ruthless move!"

Changchunzi's eyes were red and his anger was burning. In the blink of an eye, many elders of the Divine Doctor Valley suffered heavy losses. He had only heard of the reputation of the Soul-Breaking Axe. He did not expect that it was countless times stronger than he had imagined. He would either die or be injured when he was killed. It was so terrifying.

"Moro Ling!"

He shouted loudly and even sacrificed another soul treasure.

This soul treasure is a pitch-black forged silk. Under the urging of the true essence, it turned into a black cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and shaking.

In an instant, Zhou Feng felt the light from heaven and earth disappear, and the surroundings were dark, and he was completely surrounded by this silk forge.

He repeatedly slashed the Soul-Breaking Axe, but he couldn't even break it.

The soul-breaking axe fell on this silk forging, as if it had killed a ball of cotton, sank deeply, removing all its power and sharpness.

This is just right to overcome hardness.

"This Moro Ling is an ancient treasure I obtained by chance. It is extremely mysterious and can withstand any attack of a sharp weapon. Zhou Feng, I probably saw that the reason why you dodge and dare not confront me head-on is because your strength is not enough to fight me. As long as I trap you, even if you have all the skills, you will never be able to use your skills."

Changchunzi's voice came, extremely cold, but he could not see it. He seemed to be hiding in a corner, secretly brewing killing moves.

"What a king in Pingzhou. A strong dragon cannot suppress the local snake. Do you know? The Valley of the Divine Doctor is your burial place. I will kill the king today and sacrifice to the sky!"

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light immediately appeared in the darkness. It was the strongest blow that Changchunzi was ready to go and killed. It contained the terrifying power of the eighth-grade soul-sacrificing master. Its supreme swordsmanship destroyed all ages and was unpredictable to ghosts and gods.

"Really? Do you think I can trap just by just a soul treasure? I really underestimate me."

Zhou Feng said lightly, immediately put the Soul-Breaking Axe into the storage bag, then the flying sword came out, and with a fierce blow, pierced the dark void, revealing light.

Moro Ling, this ancient treasure, was strangled and crushed by flying swords on the spot.

puff!

With the connection between his mind and spirit, Changchunzi sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the sword light flashed, showing signs of instability.
Chapter completed!