Although there are a lot of soul cultivators in the camp, in this southwest battlefield, the main combat power is still the soul slave controlled by the three major commanders, if only Xie Guangkun is left, this battle is doomed to defeat.

And at the same time, in the middle of the air in front of him, Lan Yunping couldn't help it.

"Outsiders, Hugh has to be presumptuous, see that Commander Ben has stripped your skin and avenged Commander Lu." Lan Yunping snorted coldly, and the soul power in his whole body exploded, and he raised his hand and pointed forward.

Under this finger, the hundreds of soul slaves behind, along with nearly ten soul generals, suddenly pounced towards Ye Fei.

"Good time." Ye Fei laughed lightly, put away the ice sword in his palm, and a ghostly light burst out from his arm at the same time, and a strong force burst out from his body.

At this time, Ye Fei could be said to be advancing instead of retreating, and under the gaze of everyone, he rushed into the soul slave army alone.

On the hillside, the disciples of the Hidden Sect who saw this scene, including the Master of the Bitter Cloud, couldn't help but gasp.

"Hey, what is he going to do?"

"The last time I fought with Na Lu Zheng, if I remember correctly, then Ye Fei should have ten soul generals in his hands."

"I didn't summon the soul general, and rushing into the army of soul slaves alone like this is undoubtedly looking for death."

All the disciples of the Hidden Sect showed a strange look on their faces at this time, and while they opened their mouths, they were extremely puzzled by Ye Fei's actions in their hearts.

In the middle of the air in front of him, a smile suddenly appeared on Nalan Yunping's face, and he looked at Ye Fei's gaze, as if he was looking at a fool at the moment.

"Stupid outsider, no matter how strong your calculations are, how can you fight with my soul slave army." Lan Yunping laughed loudly, without the slightest hand at this moment, hundreds of soul slaves all burst out with a low roar.

Just when this person was about to tear the outsider apart, his expression suddenly froze, and his face showed an incredible color.

"You ......"

"It can't be!" Lan Yunping's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him, and his figure couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

As this person's gaze looked, he saw Ye Fei, who was wrapped in hundreds of soul slaves, with a great aura all over his body, and under the punch of his raised hand, a sound wave burst out, and the strength of his strength was simply terrifying.

With every punch that fell, at least several soul slaves were shattered, and except for those ten soul generals, ordinary soul slaves couldn't get close to this Ye Fei's figure at all.

"These souls will be okay." Ye Fei smiled slightly, a red light flashed in his palm, and the red fairy bamboo flute fell into his palm.

When those souls rushed to the mountain, Ye Fei quickly pinched the trick in his palm, and the power of ancient runes spread out in his hands, and then from the bamboo flute, several dark red long whips stretched out.

In just the blink of an eye, the ten soul slaves around him were firmly locked.

"Give me a seal." Ye Fei muttered, and the rune seal was immediately struck, which were integrated into the bodies of the ten soul generals around him.

After his spiritual power recovered, there was almost no limit to the number of soul slaves, and the Red Fairy Bamboo Flute was even more adept.

In an instant, only a red light flashed, and the ten soul slaves who were still menacing just now had disappeared out of thin air in mid-air.

"I ...... My soul will. ”

"Outsider, what did you do?" Lan Yunping shouted angrily, and then rushed forward, staring at Ye Fei with a dead gaze and asking in a deep voice.

At this moment, he only felt that he had suddenly lost contact with those ten soul generals, this kind of strange thing, as a soul cultivation leader, Lan Yunping had never encountered it in this life.

"Come on, it's your turn." Ye Fei's eyes flashed with coldness, and he didn't answer the words of the person in front of him, only to see that under him raised his hand, an ice mist burst out from his fingertips.

Inside this ice mist, there was the power of Ye Fei's boundary vein, and in the next moment, it would freeze Nalan Yun into an ice sculpture.

After retracting his palm, Ye Fei showed a smile on his face, and slowly raised the red line bamboo flute in his hand, and a dark red pillar of light burst out from it, enveloping the figure of the soul cultivation leader in front of him.

"The harvest is good...... Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, and after he put away the red line bamboo flute, Lan Yunping's figure disappeared without a trace at the same time.

With the death of the second soul cultivator leader, on the southwest battlefield ahead, the Wind City side can be said to be losing and retreating, and those soul cultivators in the camp can no longer stop the local soul slaves.

On the hillside, Xie Guangkun had no choice but to retreat from the army at this time, and if he continued to fight hard, he was afraid that they would all die here today.

"Master Ye, this battle is no longer powerless for my Windy City, you can retreat with me and return to the annexed city of Windy City, you can save your life." Xie Guangkun's figure flashed at this time, and he stood in mid-air and said loudly.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and took out a jade talisman, and at the same time played several spells in a row, and in the sky in front of him, a vortex soul array appeared out of thin air.

This formation was when they entered the Reverse Space Teleportation Array when they were on the southwest battlefield.

Ye Fei glanced at the formation, then turned his head and looked at the battlefield in front of him, his gaze suddenly froze, and the expression on his face was incomprehensible.

"Commander Xie, we haven't lost yet."

"This matter is due to Ye, which has caused the soul army of Windy City to be poor, and I will naturally take responsibility." Ye Fei spoke slowly, and the spiritual power around his body did not subside in the slightest, but even worse.

Now that his spiritual power has recovered, the battlefield in front of him can be described as a good place to collect soul slaves, how could Ye Fei leave so easily.

Even if there is another soul king on the side of Tucheng, with his current state, even if he can't fight with it, it will be easy to escape from here, after all, Ye Fei also has a soul king soul slave.

"What does the Ye family master mean......" Xie Guangkun was slightly stunned, and his face showed incomprehension at this time.

And Ye Fei in front of him didn't say much, the Lotus Hua Sword in his palm appeared at some point, and his figure brought out a long rainbow in mid-air.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Ye Fei was alone at this time, rushing towards the enemy's army of soul slaves.

"Thunder Realm, now." After Ye Fei entered the battlefield, he immediately let out a low shout.

I saw the power of thunder surging around him, raising his hand and pointing towards the sky, a huge thunder curtain appeared out of thin air, covering the air of the southwest battlefield.

"Hmph, Windy City has been defeated, but you came to die?" In the army of enemy soul slaves, a big man wearing golden armor, extremely tall and imposing, blocked Ye Fei's way at this moment.

This person is holding a pair of giant hammers, his appearance is extremely vicious, judging from the soul power that bursts out of his body, he is at least the level of the soul general.

With the opening of this golden-armored man, the three people rushed out of the soul slave army in the rear at the same time, almost all of them were at the soul cultivation leader level, all of them were like rainbows, and their eyes locked on Ye Fei at the same time.

"Ye is here to accept you." A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and after glancing at the first four people, he said truthfully.

In the previous battle with the soul king Shang Delu, the soul slave in his hand was almost exhausted, and now that his spiritual power is no longer suppressed, he naturally wants to collect more soul slaves.

In this way, he can also be sure of entering the main city of Windy City.

"Outsider junior, you're tired of living!" The golden-armored man in front of him jumped up at the same time with a roar of anger.

Behind him, dozens of soul generals rushed forward at the same time, and suddenly pounced on Ye Fei at this moment.

With such a lineup, even if Ye Fei's spiritual power is restored, it is extremely difficult to fight with him without relying on soul slaves.

"Ice Realm, the power of the Sealing Realm." Ye Fei's eyes froze, and at this time, the aura around his body turned sharply, and the cold mist in his palm was swirling.

The terrifying icy power then surged, instantly covering the sky, fixing the figure of the golden-armored man in front of him, and an indestructible heavenly thunder fell in mid-air at the same time.

The power of the two realms came out together, and even the soul king would be trapped in mid-air, not to mention that the person in front of him was only a soul general.

"Immortalize the thunder, scatter your wisdom."

"Red Fairy Bamboo Flute, take your body, soul ......" Ye Fei quickly pinched the trick in his palm, and the dark red bamboo flute under his hand had fallen into his palm at some point.

Under the eyes of everyone, the golden-armored man in front of him didn't resist too much, and his figure disappeared.

The disappearance of the golden armor big man made the soul cultivators on the other side of Tucheng completely riot at this moment, and the remaining three soul cultivator leaders did not hesitate, almost at the same time, rushed towards Ye Fei frantically.

On the battlefield below, the army of soul slaves locked their eyes on Ye Fei at this moment, and they all stepped into the air and looked at him.

"If I can put all these soul slaves into the bamboo flute, my combat power will inevitably skyrocket." Ye Fei stood in mid-air, his gaze swept over the army of soul slaves in front of him, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart at this time.

As long as there is no Soul King to make a move, on this battlefield, Ye Fei can almost be said to be an invincible existence.

The Tucheng soul cultivators in front of him had already gathered together at this moment, and under the leadership of the three soul cultivators, they walked towards Ye Fei step by step, and the majestic soul power swept around, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

On the side of Windy City, there was only Ye Fei left, and he was standing in the air at this time, without the slightest intention of backing down.

In the battlefield below, the soul cultivators on the side of Windy City had basically all withdrawn, and they couldn't help but stop when they saw Ye Fei alone and some of the camp soul cultivators.

"I'm Windy City, and I'm not defeated yet." In the camp soul cultivation, I don't know who muttered.

This sentence, like a storm, quickly swept every soul cultivator in the field, and everyone who originally wanted to retreat turned their heads one after another, and their eyes were all focused on Ye Fei in front of them.

And on the hillside, Xie Guangkun's body couldn't help but tremble again after seeing Ye Fei's explosive combat power at this moment.

"Did he really kill an enemy Soul King?" Xie Guangkun muttered to himself, he originally wanted to enter the anti-air teleportation array, but at the same time, he stopped abruptly.

In an instant, there were more than 100 meritorious deeds, and after thinking about it for a long time, Xie Guangkun finally came to a conclusion.