In mid-air, a thick vine slapped firmly on Zhao Shanhe's back, shaking his figure back for more than a few steps.

"Damn it." Zhao Shanhe's eyes swelled with anger, and he couldn't help but glared at Ye Fei behind him.

Between him and Na Mu Feng, the strength is already almost the same, and now with the help of the momentum of the main city, he can vaguely overwhelm it, but as long as he is slightly distracted, the advantage he just occupied will be gone.

The battle between the strong is just a small flaw, and it can dominate the final victory.

"Seal the Sky!" In the middle of the air in the distance, Ye Fei forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and at this moment, he shot again.

In his palm, the ancient rune seal quickly condensed.

The power of the furious thunder rolled around him, and the thunder curtain in mid-air appeared out of thin air again, and at the same time, Ye Fei pointed to the sky.

"Little thing, this emperor killed you first, and he is slowly dealing with that wooden wind." Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but grit his teeth at this time, his body flickered, and he dodged the force of Mu Feng's blow in front of him.

The red giant sword in his hand came out of his hand, and the next moment it melted into the air.

At this time, in the thunder curtain in the sky, a huge finger broke out of the thunder and pointed towards Zhao Shanhe.

"A small Taoist technique can't hurt the emperor......" Zhao Shanhe showed confidence on his face, obviously preparing to resist the power of that finger.

In mid-air, at the same time that finger fell, not far ahead, in front of Ye Fei, a huge red long sword broke through the air, and the majestic soul pressure had already locked his figure.

"Golden Light Shield." Ye Fei's gaze froze, and then he launched his strongest defense.

In the next moment, a golden barrier completely enveloped his figure, and the power of that sword slashed steadily above the barrier, bursting out with terrifying might.

The golden light shield, which was extremely defensive, only blocked less than two breaths, and then shattered.

Ye Fei's face was solemn, the cold power in his body surged out, and the Lianhua Ice Sword blocked him at the same time, but the power of Zhao Shanhe's sword was obviously not to be underestimated.

Most of the defenses were almost shattered by the red sword, and the power of that sword finally fell on Ye Fei.

"With the power of the Soul Emperor's sword, Ye Fei is afraid that he will be immortal and crippled." In the distance in the air, the Dream Fairy couldn't help but whisper at this time.

In her opinion, Ye Fei was undoubtedly seeking death by himself, and under the battle between the two soul emperors, he, a junior in the middle of the Yuan Infant, wanted to intervene to change the situation of the battle, which was extremely stupid.

"It shouldn't be that way."

"This son is not a reckless person." Yue Chen's eyes flashed at this time, his gaze had been condensed on Ye Fei, and his face couldn't help but show a look of thought at this time.

It stands to reason that in the battle of the two soul powers, even if Ye Fei wants to make a move, at least he must have the means to deter the Soul Emperor, such a casual attack, as if he has lost his mind, he really doesn't want to act in this style.

"Hmph, he is too confident, how can this son understand the strength of the Soul Emperor."

Mengyuan didn't think so, and as she spoke, she glanced at Ye Fei in the distance, and couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

When Yue Chen heard this, he couldn't refute anything at this time, so he could only stare at it again and look ahead.

As he looked over, he saw that the Soul Emperor Zhao Shanhe, after resisting the power of the Heavenly Thunder Finger, and at the same time under the attack of another Soul Emperor, it seemed that he was only slightly injured.

On the contrary, Ye Fei in the distance, his body was directly shaken, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in a row, his face was extremely white in an instant, and his breath on his body was extremely weak.

"If there is no golden light shield and the blocking of the Lianhua Sword, the power of that sword will be gone." Ye Fei settled down, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a chill behind him.

The powerhouse who has surpassed the Divine Realm is indeed not something that he can be an enemy of in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Next, let's watch Mu Feng's performance." The corners of Ye Fei's mouth flashed with a faint smile, he was not in front of him at this time, but in his palm, the red fairy bamboo flute had fallen into his palm at some point.

At this time, with Ye Fei seriously injured, everyone's eyes were taken away from his body and fell on the two Great Soul Emperors.

Zhao Shanhe, who was in the air in front of him, didn't even look at Ye Fei for half an eye, after he stabilized his figure, the red giant sword fell into his palm again at some point, and rushed towards the wooden wind in front of him.

"Bang!"

The explosion of "booming ......" continued to sound in mid-air, and the power of soul pressure in the surrounding air became stronger and stronger as the battle between the two became more and more intense.

Time was slowly passing, and the battle between the two Soul Emperors had reached a white-hot stage at this moment.

One after another ancient magic secret methods can be said to be endless, which opened the eyes of everyone in the hidden gate below, and even Ye Fei, who was far behind him, couldn't help but be a little surprised at this time.

"Mu Feng, it's all instinct to fight."

"But with my control, then Zhao Shanhe shouldn't be able to see any clues." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and the expression on his face at this time was a little elusive.

It was actually not difficult for him to kill this Zhao Shanhe, but if he wanted to subdue and refine it, it would be extremely difficult, and there was also a lot of risk.

But risks often coexist with harvest, bombardment and refining, and Ye Fei obviously chose the latter.

In the middle of the air in front of him, Zhao Shanhe's eyes were filled with a cold glint at this time, and he saw him launch Mu Feng's attack with a sword, and then his body retreated backwards several feet away.

"In the name of this emperor, open the soul field." Soul Emperor Zhao Shanhe shouted, and quickly pinched the trick in his palm at the same time.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the entire Fengdu main city suddenly trembled at this time, and in the distant sky behind him, a huge crack suddenly opened slowly.

In the rear rift, there was a burst of breath of time, as if it came from ancient times.

"Mu Feng, you shouldn't have come to my Windy City, since you're here, you're going to die here today." Zhao Shanhe sneered at this time, and the long sword in his hand flipped over, blending into the air at the same time.

The huge red sword burst out of the air in the next moment, pointing straight at the person in front of him.

Mu Feng's figure did not back down at all, only to see him raise his hand and wave, his arms turned into vines, and the giant sword was firmly entangled, and the sharp blade of the sword could not cut the rattan.

And at this moment, Zhao Shanhe's killing move was launched, and the rune seal in his palm took shape, pointing towards the crack behind him.

"Condensing the ancient battle intent, suppressing the soul!" Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands together, put his two index fingers together, turned over and pointed out again, pointing like the Soul Emperor Mu Feng in front of him.

The soul field of the Soul Emperor of the Wind City is naturally extraordinary, it has been handed down from thousands of years ago, and the soul slaves in it are not strong, but the battle intent that permeates the soul field is terrifying.

This ancient battle intent can be described as Zhao Shanhe's strongest killing move.

"Haha, haha, Mu Feng, this emperor will see you refining today and become a soul slave under this emperor."

"Suppression!" Zhao Shanhe laughed, he was in a good mood at this moment, in the main city of the Wind Capital, he already had a huge advantage, and now a soul emperor himself sent to the door to be refined by him, this is undoubtedly a happy thing.

Penglai Central Region, the four main cities, each has a soul emperor guarding it, and each of them is afraid of each other.

But once this balance is broken, the main city of the wind capital has two soul emperors, and the other three main cities are destroyed, it is only a matter of time.

With Zhao Shanhe's move, I saw that in the ancient battlefield of the wind behind him, a dark red qi stretched out, like a blood mist, instantly blocking Mu Feng's figure.

Under this force, the vines around Mu Feng were all withering in the blink of an eye at this moment.

"Don't surrender to the emperor yet!" The smile on Zhao Shanhe's face remained unchanged, condensed his pure soul power, turned into a seal in his palm, and then swept towards the person in front of him.

This seal was connected to his soul power, which was equivalent to the divine soul power of a person in the martial arts, and it could easily refine and subdue the wood wind in front of him.

"Well, this is?" The Divine Soul Seal melted, and the smile on Zhao Shanhe's face suddenly froze at this moment.

His body shuddered suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time, he suddenly raised his head, and his face showed disbelief.

"It's already been subdued, it's impossible!"

"In the Penglai Middle Domain, except for a few people such as me, no one can fight with the Soul Emperor......" Zhao Shanhe's figure took two steps back, and the aura on his body was extremely chaotic at this time.

Before erasing the imprint of other people's divine souls, he will plant his own imprint, even if it is as strong as the Soul Emperor level, it will undoubtedly be counterattacked.

At the same time, Ye Fei, who had been dormant in the rear, suddenly stepped into the air at this time, and appeared in front of Zhao Shanhe with a dodge.

"Ancient Jianmu, suppress Ye." Ye Fei barely hesitated, and instantly activated the power of the blade on the back of his hand, only to see that his entire right arm instantly turned into a huge vine.

The vines stretched extremely fast, not giving Zhao Shanhe any chance to react at all.

Ye Fei did not hesitate to be seriously injured, waiting for this opportunity, this opportunity to put an end to the soul slave of the Soul Emperor.

"Lock the soul, seal the body, and take the knowledge." Ye Fei controlled the arm vines, blocking the Zhao Shanhe and began to scatter his consciousness at the same time.

In the mid-air ahead, Zhao Shanhe kept struggling, but the vines of the ancient building wood were entangled with him, and there was no sign of slackening at all.

"Bendi is not convinced!"

"Junior, I, Zhao Shanhe, will definitely break the corpse into ten thousand pieces." The soul power in Zhao Shanhe's body exploded, and he struggled frantically at this time, trying to break free from the shackles of the ancient Jianmu.

Once he escaped, he could easily kill Ye Fei with just one blow.

But Ye Fei naturally wouldn't give him a chance, the battle between the person in front of him and Mu Feng had already consumed a lot of soul power, coupled with the backlash of the brand, it was already impossible to break free from the shackles at this moment.

"You don't have a chance...... Ye Fei whispered, his palm quickly pinched, and a divine soul imprint condensed and formed in his hand.

This seal, along with the vines of his right arm, spread towards the person in front of him, and easily integrated into Zhao Shanhe's body.