When he saw Zhao Luo's soul, he felt like he was traumatized. Wang Peng, who had just learned this magical power, was extremely surprised.

He obviously did not expect that the soul attack magical power was so weird and powerful.

"Soul attack magical power, Wang Peng actually has such a method..." Elder Lei, who had been watching the game off the stage, had his face moved for the first time.

He was very aware of the power and weirdness of soul attack magical powers. Of course, such magical powers are extremely rare. Even his Yin-Yang Holy Land is not much, and it is extremely difficult to succeed in cultivation, and requires extremely high talent and insight.

At the same time, when Wang Peng stared at Zhao Luo and was about to take the opportunity to take action, Zhao Luo's face froze and barely woke up from that chaotic state.

Then she retreated repeatedly, avoiding Wang Peng's attack, and wanted to wait for her mental recovery to take action again.

Wang Peng pressed step by step. After the two of them fought for dozens of moves, they each took a few steps back. Only then did Zhao Luo recover from the influence of the Kunpeng strike.

"You are qualified to let me draw a sword." A faint voice came from Zhao Luo's mouth, and then, her right hand slightly held it, and a strange sword energy immediately emerged from her body. Immediately, the spiritual sword on her back flew out suddenly. After rotating around her body, she quietly held it in her hand.

The sword was about three feet long and was snow-white all over, like a jade stone. There was a ray of cold light flowing on the sword's edge, which seemed to be able to cut and divide all things in the world and exude a strange charm.

"This spirit sword..." Elder Lei's pupils shrank slightly under the ring. For some reason, he felt a sense of danger from the spirit sword.

"This is my last move. If you take it, you will win this duel. However, this move is powerful and I can't completely grasp it. You can do it yourself." The next moment, after Zhao Luo finished speaking, she raised the spirit sword in her hand high, like a god general who was punished by Dai Tian, ​​and a terrible aura was emitted. Even Wang Peng felt like he fell into the ice cellar at this moment.

???? "Sky Sword, the Sword Sword!"

????? In an instant, Zhao Luo shouted softly, and the breath of the long sword in his hand surged sharply at this moment. A trace of sword energy condensed from the void like a snowy winter. In a blink of an eye, it floated above the arena, forming a huge sword energy storm. It covered the sky and made the originally bright sky dark instantly, causing a haze to appear in people's hearts for no reason, which could not be dispelled.

Just below the center of the storm was Zhao Luo. After countless sword energy condensed, the spiritual sword in his hand seemed to have turned into a thunder-induced needle, igniting all the sword energy above his head.

The sword energy storm was driven by the long spirit sword, like a dark cloud slowly moving downward. With the spirit sword as the center, the sword energy storm was pulled into a tornado connecting the world.

????? At the edge of the ring, after Zhao Luo finished speaking, he sensed an extremely strong sense of danger. He looked up suddenly and saw the huge sword energy storm that was reflected in his eyes. His face immediately became solemn.

???? "Senior Sister Zhao Luo really doesn't want to spend time with Senior Brother Wang Peng. He wants to set the victory in one fell swoop!"

???? "That sword is a bit like the Yin-Yang sword technique of my Yin-Yang Holy Land, but it only has some form and spirit. It seems that it has been optimized a lot in its moves and its power is a little bit greater."

???? Zhao Luo's attack was very powerful. The disciples watching the battle could feel a rush of sword energy, and some dangerous feeling faintly arose in their hearts. Then, they had a deeper view of Zhao Luo and his sword skills.

???? "I can't lose here!" Looking at the mighty sword, Wang Peng stood straight on the edge of the ring, holding his hands tightly, and his face showed a firmness that was not consistent with his age.

???? At this moment, Zhao Luo's body was filled with chaotic sword energy. If he accidentally touched it, he would definitely be scratched by the sword energy. According to Wang Peng's estimate, even an ordinary master at the peak of the spiritual realm could not get close to Zhao Luo when he was accumulating power.

???? Rumble!

????After a loud storm tearing the air, the huge storm was all suppressed in the spirit sword. The void around the spirit sword was twisted, causing the sword to flow with a terrifying aura of destruction.

????????? "You admit defeat." Zhao Luo's hand was trembling slightly, as if controlling the extremely compressed force was not an easy task. And when she spoke to Wang Peng, her voice was faintly trembling. Obviously she could not hold on to this state for too long.

???? "I... won't admit defeat!" Wang Peng's voice was not loud, but he was very firm. Even if he said it to Zhao Luo not far away, he also said it to himself.

????He knew that this might be the last time Zhao Luo asked him to admit defeat, but he would not choose to admit defeat.

???????? "Then... I'm sorry!" After hearing Wang Peng's accurate reply, Zhao Luo slashed at Wang Peng with a sword.

?????At this time, the ten-meter-long slightest sound of breaking the wind, like a terrifying existence that stirs the wind and clouds of the world. In just a moment, it seemed as if it had broken through time and space and appeared in front of Wang Peng.

????? After using this sword, Zhao Luo held the spiritual sword in his hand and gasped heavily. The sword had already used most of the spiritual energy in her body, which was her strongest attack. Even a monk of the same level as her, she had the confidence to kill it with one sword.

???The disciples who were watching the battle situation on the ring seemed to have lost their souls, staring blankly at the sword energy of about ten meters.

???? Although they were not the target of the sword energy, the moment they took it into their eyes, they all felt that the sword had a tendency to slash towards them, and their souls were greatly shocked, as if they were bound to the spot by an invisible force and could not move at all.

????? And many people with weak souls seemed even more unbearable after seeing the sword. They suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their aura seemed to be listless.

???? "That sword is so powerful. It not only reaches its peak in the attack of spiritual energy, but also has great lethality in the attack of souls!"

????? Some people who vomited blood all turned their heads or lowered their heads in great horror, and did not dare to look directly at the sword again.

???? "Senior Brother Wang Peng doesn't know if he can save his life this time?" A small group of people who worship Wang Peng showed a hint of worry.

???????? On the ring.

???? In Wang Peng's eyes, the sword energy that was about ten meters long seemed to have become the only one in the world, and an irresistible beast. Below him, the tiny aura of ant, was lingering in his heart and could not be dissipated.

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Chapter completed!