Qi Zhi had never expected that Wang Changning had found the soul-summoning banner. He had once sent his disciples to search for it, but he did not find any news. He did not expect that it would fall into Wang Changning's hands.

Wang Changning mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and he waved the soul-suming banner.

Soon, the sky above the head gradually darkened, and clouds floated in the sky as if something would happen at any time. Thunder sounded like a wheel rolling heavy objects, exploding above everyone's heads. The weather was gloomy and very scary.

Qi Zhi had already felt that Wang Changning's body was so majestic that it was almost condensed into a substantial evil spirit.

His face looked very ugly, and the fight was not allowed to be interrupted by others in the middle.

Unless the party automatically admits defeat or dies.

Yan Tao could not admit defeat, but the power of this soul-striking banner is extremely powerful. If something goes wrong in the middle, I am afraid that Yan Tao's soul will be damaged by the soul-striking banner.

Wang Changning waved the soul-summoning banner. He looked very old, but he was not slow at all. He used his feet to hit the ground hard, and then he jumped up, and the soul-summoning banner that condensed the powerful evil spirit was hitting Yan Tao's head in the sky.

A faint layer of frost condensed in Yan Tao's eyes, and Qi Zhi's expression changed slightly and shouted, "Young Master, use the Seven-Star Sword!"

Young Master Yan's handsome face was as handsome as the moon, and he could not see any emotion. He suddenly raised his left hand and approached the soul-striking banner with bare hands.

It's over.

Qi Zhi's face turned pale.

According to legend, at least ten thousand evil spirits are suppressed in each soul-summoning banner.

Once their resentment invades Yan Tao, they are afraid that even if they have strong willpower, they will not be able to bear it.

A hint of joy appeared on Wang Changning's face, and he sneered slightly in his heart: "Sure enough, young man, he is really arrogant, and he dares to meet my soul-summoning banner with bare hands."

His eyes were sarcastic, and there seemed to be a scene of Yan Tao rolling on the ground with his head covered.

However, the next scene exceeded his imagination.

Young Master Yan stood firmly, and gently tapped the flag of the soul-suming banner with his right index finger. His face was rosy, and he looked like he was invaded by resentment.

On the contrary, the soul-summoning banner, and the resentment around the flag seemed to slowly retreat, and when it formed a confrontation with Yan Tao, it seemed to be afraid of something.

"How is that possible?"

Wang Changning frowned in surprise. Before he could figure it out, Yan Tao had already taken action.

The young man suddenly raised his right leg, and the leg wind rushed towards him. Wang Changning turned around and resisted without thinking. Clinking, Yan Tao raised his left hand flat at this moment, and there seemed to be something in his hand pointing toward his eyebrows.

cold.

The weapon was even a distance away from Wang Changning, but he had already felt the huge air conditioner that almost frozen him.

This feeling is strange but very familiar.

Yes... it is the judge's pen.

Qi Zhi and Wang Changning widened their eyes almost at the same time, with shock and incredible eyes falling on the black pen that looked inconspicuous.

Yes, it is the judge's pen.

Wang Changning was shocked for a moment. He seemed to have forgotten to resist. He stared at the judge's pen in the young man's hand and subconsciously held the soul-summing banner in his hand. He seemed a little unwilling to give up, but also a little scared: "How come you have a judge's pen?"

The Seven-Star Sword and the Judge's Pen were both magic weapons of Qilinzi.
Chapter completed!