Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

"Bastard, you actually dared to kill Seventh Brother!" I will tear you into a thousand pieces! "    

    

Seeing that the hawk-nosed man from the sect had been killed by Long Bufan with a single slash and had his primordial spirit devoured, the other practitioner at the third level of Spirit Sea evidently had a good relationship with him.    

    

"Senior Brother Teng Song, please do not interfere, I will personally kill this brat to take revenge for Seventh Brother!"    

    

Under the stimulation of the anger, lines of veins appeared on Bald Deacon's head. He tilted his head and looked at Teng Song who was about to attack, and roared out.    

    

"Yin Yang Absolute Killing Sword!"    

    

Then, the Bald Deacon suddenly flew out and in a blink of an eye, he was close to Long Bufan. His eyes turned cold and the longsword in his hand suddenly vibrated urgently, forming numerous sword images.    

    

The sharp sword images were split into thirty-four, and each sword image caused the space to tremble. With such a dense amount of True Essence, even a Second level of the Spirit Sea Realm martial artist would be torn to shreds by a direct attack!    

    

"What a strong sword Qi!"    

    

Feeling the power of the 34 sword images, Long Bufan was secretly shocked, seeing that the other party had used such a powerful killing move right from the start, at that point, Long Bufan naturally would not hide his strength anymore, immediately, his consciousness sank into the Purple Thunder Needle's heart!    

    

"Sizzle sizzle!"    

    

In an instant, the concentrated lightning energy of the Purple Thunder Needle surged out recklessly. The tyrannical lightning was like a dense group of purple electricity and venomous snakes, instantly wrapping around the 34 sword images and completely resisting them!    

    

"What!?"    

    

Bald Deacon's expression changed, the Yin Yang Absolute Killing Sword was the most powerful sword style that he had learned, yet it had been easily blocked by Long Bufan.    

    

He had guessed that Long Bufan might have some tricks up his sleeve, but he never expected it to be so powerful. If Long Bufan had relied on some type of enchanted tool or used that strange and unpredictable teleportation to dodge, Bald Deacon might not have been too shocked.    

    

A direct clash of martial skills, what was always used to be a fight was the thickness of the spirit energy, and the difference in spirit energy mainly depended on the cultivation of both sides. How was it possible to suppress one's true profound strength by half a step into the third level, the middle of the third!?    

    

As the berserk thunder energy dispersed, a small purple needle suddenly jumped out from Long Bufan's fingertip. The Purple Thunder Needle was about two inches long, and its surface was coiled with a circle of purple electricity, emitting a bluish-purple glow that caused one's heart to palpitate.    

    

In the vast hall, a Purple Thunder Needle as small as a needle was unremarkable. However, the moment it appeared, Bald Deacon's eyes widened!    

    

Even Teng Song, who was below, had a look of shock on his face.    

    

This... Was this a thunder-type magic tool?    

    

No, this was a Thunder Soul!    

    

Bald Deacon and Teng Song looked serious, their eyes were filled with disbelief, but the two of them could clearly feel the terrifying power of lightning from that tiny purple needle.    

    

As the Purple Thunder Needle was currently on top of Long Bufan's fingertip and was completely still without any attack instructions, Teng Song and the others could see the energy structure of the Purple Thunder Needle and their spirit sense wouldn't be bounced off.    

    

After observing, they were surprised to discover that this strange looking purple needle in front of them wasn't some sort of thunder-attribute magic tool, but was instead condensed from a potent power of thunder.    

    

Beneath the Spiritual Sense Scanning, the power of thunder that had been compressed to a terrifying degree seemed to have a self-awareness of its own.    

    

A living lightning... Self-awareness. Wasn't this the symbol of a Thunder Soul!?    

    

Furthermore, thinking back to when Long Bufan had released the power of thunder to resist it, that terrifying destructive power, it was clear that this lightning spirit was not just a low grade lightning spirit, could it be a high grade lightning spirit?!    

    

An eighteen year old youth, not only had his strength reached the level of being able to kill a third level Spirit Sea practitioner, but he also had all kinds of strange and unpredictable martial arts techniques, and now he even had such a terrifying lightning spirit.    

    

Bald Deacon's eyes revealed a trace of fear, he felt that Long Bufan in front of him was extremely evil, as though he was a demon from another race that was hiding within the human race!    

    

No, this fellow's current appearance was like that of a devil!