"Ha ha……"

Meng Duanfeng laughed wildly, his heart full of resentment towards the family.

"So what about the Spirit Flame? If you kill me, you will die." Meng Duanfeng laughed fiercely, his expression was already crazy, and he punched hard into the broken blood hole.

What family, what spirit flames, and what Duanmu family are all occupied by endless hatred and murderous intent at this moment.

boom!

puff!

Embedded in the mountain wall, Su Yang's body twitched, and an extremely terrifying force blew hard on his heart. The loud thunderous heart made him feel the breath of death.

However, he stared at Meng Duanfeng tightly, and the purple flames in his eyes became more and more prosperous.

"Isn't dead yet?" Meng Duanfeng closed his fists and stared at his intact heart blankly. He took a breath.

He, a warrior in the realm of magic power, could not even explode the heart of a warrior in the realm of blood soul?

How is this possible?

"I don't believe it."

Meng Duanfeng gritted his teeth and punched him up with unbelieving evil.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With each punch hitting the heart, Su Yang's consciousness became more and more blurred, but the violent explosion of his heart made his consciousness instantly awake.

Meng Duanfeng did not notice that the purple spiritual flame next to the heart was getting more and more powerful. Among the spiritual flames, a purple spiritual power as thick as a thumb completely merged into the spiritual flame at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, Meng Duanfeng looked at Su Yang's chest with a dull face.

The latter's chest was already covered in blood and flesh. In the blood hole, the blood vessels and bones were shattered, leaving only a heart and spiritual flames, and they remained unmoved, leaving him to attack.

"You, what kind of monster are you?"

This scene made him feel creepy. Is this still a human?

"Ahem..."

Su Yang opened his eyelids with difficulty, coughed up a stream of blood foam, and a sarcasm appeared on his violently twisted face: "This, this is, this is, magical powers, powers, warriors...hehe..."

"I was actually ridiculed by a martial artist in the Blood Soul Realm?" Meng Duanfeng was stunned, and then he became angry and felt a great shame.

He could not do anything to the killing enemy in the Blood Soul Realm?

"Youyue Kill, die for me."

Meng Duanfeng burst out with black spiritual power. Behind him, a dark crescent moon appeared, bringing up violent waves of air, and a crescent moon was stormed hard at Su Yang's head.

This is his only magical power to press the bottom box.

"I don't believe it, how hard your head is."

Meng Duanfeng seemed to have seen Su Yang's head burst and his brain splashed everywhere, which made him excited.

Su Yang's desperate eyes trembled suddenly, and a force of swallowing the sky and sucking the earth suddenly surged out of the spiritual flames in his chest.

"That power appeared."

Su Yang was ecstatic.

In the midst of this flash of lightning, he raised his hand like lightning and blocked him.

boom!

The charming purple light enveloped Su Yang's whole body in an instant, and a force of swallowing the sky and sucking the earth suddenly surged out.

"Ah~~~What the hell is going on?"

Under the purple light, Meng Duanfeng screamed in fear.

"My spiritual power, my spiritual flame...ah..."

Meng Duanfeng looked at Su Yang in horror, his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His qi, blood, spiritual power, and spiritual flame were directly swallowed by this suction force.

As he continued to swallow, Su Yang discovered that the blood hole in his chest had healed rapidly, blood vessels condensed, blood surging, and his heart began to beat vigorously.

He could clearly feel that everything that was swallowed from Meng Duanfeng's body was rapidly filling his body.

Gradually, a slight swelling pain emerged.

"Hiss, this is Meng Duanfeng's spiritual flame?" Su Yang suddenly widened his eyes, stared blankly at a black spiritual flame flying out of Meng Duanfeng's body, and took a breath of cold air.

"Can the spirit flames also be devoured?"

The next moment, the black spirit flame penetrated directly into his body and was swallowed by the purple spirit flame in one bite.

"It really swallowed." Su Yang felt creepy.

The spiritual flame of a warrior is the key to martial arts cultivation. Without the spiritual flame, not only will the martial arts cultivation be gone, but even life will collapse.

Click!

Meng Duanfeng's shriveled body fell weakly to the ground, and the bitter cold air below instantly freezes his body.
Chapter completed!