Chapter 403: Soul Transferring Technique

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Rushing steps sounded one after another, and three figures stumbled and ran in the palace garden.

"Ah, who are you, you have thorns?"

"Shut up"

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A little palace maid saw the three people sneaking around and panicking. One of them, an old man, was covered in blood. She couldn't help but screamed in fright. However, before she could finish her words, she was struck to death by the old man in black.

Jun Buren gasped for air and looked back in horror from time to time, "Master, they must have set up a dragnet and we can't escape. The great hero will be chasing us soon. What should we do?"

"That's right, you can't run away, so let's just capture him, hehehehe."

Tie Zhanyi also smiled coldly, looked sideways at the old man in black and said, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care why you know the Ghost King's special skill, the Black Soul Seal. But now that you have been exposed, as soon as Master Yang arrives, you and other demons will

It will be destroyed into ashes. If you surrender at this time, I promise you that I will spare your life."

"Hmph, save my life, old guy, isn't it too early to say this now?"

Curling his lips in disdain, the old man in black's eyes shone brightly, and then he looked around and saw a rockery hidden away, so he winked at Jun Buren and ran towards it, dragging the iron suit.

"follow me."

When they arrived at the rockery and saw that there was no one around, the old man in black immediately surrounded the three of them in a circle, put their arms on each other's shoulders, hugged each other, and shouted, "Twelve-level top magic, move."

Soul Dafa, ha"

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In an instant, a strange wave suddenly spread out from the three of them. A dense mist surrounded the three of them, and a gurgling green light, like a python, kept swimming around the three of them.

Finally, the bodies of the three people trembled, the light dissipated, the fog disappeared, and everything returned to calm, but the divine light in the eyes of the three people changed.

The old man in black looked at the iron suit next to him with a surprised look on his face, and couldn't help but murmured "you"

Swish

Tie Zhanyi didn't speak, but just stared with his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes made the old man in black couldn't help but startled.

"Don't move, police. You are surrounded. Release the hostages quickly, or I will shoot."

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and Yang Feng rushed here at lightning speed, shouting at Jun Buren and the others.

The eyes of the old man in black trembled slightly, and he took a deep look at the iron suit. He seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but curled up the corners of his mouth, and immediately raised his palm and struck the iron suit on the head.

"Little Ice Pick"

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With a loud shout, Yang Feng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately shot an ice pick from his fingers. Before the black-clothed old man's palm hit the iron suit's head, it had already penetrated his chest directly.

The powerful impact immediately took him flying out, and he immediately landed on the rockery behind him, with gurgling red blood flowing down continuously.

Yang Feng blew on his fingertips and shouted disdainfully, "You don't know the current affairs. I have warned you not to move. You have to force me to draw my gun, hum."

"This is you"

Seeing this scene, Jun Buren couldn't help but shake his head, with a horrified expression on his face, especially when he looked at the iron suit, he couldn't believe it.

But before the words could be spoken, there was a sharp click, and the hand of the iron warrior was as fast as the wind, sealing Jun Buren's throat with a palm, which shattered Jun Buren's entire throat and left him speechless.

Then Tie Zhanyi swung his claws again, crushing all of Jun Buren's limbs with a cracking sound. The last palm hit him on the chest, beating him until he vomited blood and could not be seriously injured.

At this point, the two major demons of the Black Soul Sect have been captured.

Yang Feng walked up to Tie Zhanyi and asked with concern, "Old Tie, are you okay?"

"Oh it's all right"

His body trembled, and Tie Zhanyi took a step back slightly, seeming a little scared. When Yang Feng saw this, he felt a little strange, why are you hiding from me, we are in the same group.

But soon, the iron battle suit returned to its original state, and he respectfully hugged Yang Feng and said, "Thank you so much, Master Yang this time. It's a great kindness. I can't thank you enough, hehehe."

"Hey, no matter how polite you are, we are all our own people."

Waving his hand indifferently, Yang Feng didn't pay much attention to the old man's abnormal behavior, and walked to the dying old man in black who was standing on the rockery, and shouted lightly: "Hey, are you the Ghost King? I ask you, Black

How to unlock the soul seals. If you promise to help me unlock the black soul seals of those people you control, how about I heal you right away and save your life?"

Ho ho ho

Ignoring him, the old man in black just lowered his head and gasped for air. Blood foam kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care at all. He even laughed and said in a hoarse voice, "For

I, the Black Soul Sect, would not regret my death. I only wish that I, the Black Soul Sect, could rule the world for generations to come."

"You are about to die, and you are still thinking about the Black Soul Cult dominating the world. What are you daydreaming about?"

Yang Feng was puzzled. The old man in black raised his eyes and glanced at him. He immediately showed an evil smile, shook his head and said, "Dear Hero, you won't understand. By the time you understand, it will be too late, hahaha."

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As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes suddenly bulged, black air flowed out of his body, and then his head drooped, completely lifeless.

When Yang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but be anxious, "Hey, what's wrong with him? I think his soul is burning. It's similar to the death of those who got the black soul mark. Could it be that he also got the black soul mark himself?"

"He burned his soul to death. Don't worry about it, Master Yang. It's not a pity for such a person to die."

Tie Zhanyi's eyes flashed brightly, and he made a determined sound.

Yang Feng took a deep look at him and shook his head helplessly, "It doesn't matter if he dies, then who in the world can unlock the Black Soul Seal? Do you mean that my Yue'er will have to live with such a time bomb in her head for the rest of her life?"

,pitiful"

What month?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of viciousness flashed in Tie Zhanyi's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

"By the way, Lao Tie, how are you injured? Can you walk by yourself?"

At this time, Yang Feng looked at Tie Zhanyi again and asked.

Tie Zhanyi waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. Although I am seriously injured, I won't die yet."

"Okay, then you can go by yourself, I won't help you. In addition, carry the body of this ghost king on my back, and I will take it to the great enshrinement."

"Ah, I'll carry it"

"Should I carry it?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at him.

His beard couldn't stop trembling, and Tie Zhanyi smiled bitterly and lamented, "I'm seriously injured."

"You just said you were fine. Don't make excuses. Lazy donkeys poop and pee a lot. Hurry up and come with me carrying the body. If you have the energy to spare, take Jun Buren with you."

"I"

His heart froze, his iron beard trembled wildly, and he rolled his eyes, but in the end he had no choice but to succumb.
Chapter completed!