Chapter 72: Immortal Wind Style Rasenshuriken

Chapter 72 Immortal Technique - Wind Style - Rasenshuriken

Using the soul skill Hell, the demon martial soul expanded to seven or eight meters, and it had some meaning of the martial soul's true body.

Releasing the sixth soul skill, the demon martial soul spread his hands, and the pair of broken wings behind him closed, wrapping the whole person inside.

Chi chi chi - bang!

Nine large jade spiral balls fell, constantly washing the demon martial soul.

"I am the soul emperor!"

The demon soul emperor roared, and the demon martial soul directly spread his wings, at the cost of destroying his wings and half of his body, and directly offset the nine large jade spiral balls.

"Shadow Clone Technique."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ling Yun continued to perform the spell, and three shadow clones in the state of being possessed by the Nine-Tailed Martial Soul appeared around him at the same time.

The shadow clones appeared for a moment.

They did not need to communicate, and attacked the remaining three fallen soul kings respectively.

Si - Wei - Shen - Hai - Wu - Yin

"Immortal Technique - Fireball Technique."

The Demon Soul Emperor broke through the blockade of nine large jade Rasengans, and Ling Yun formed seals with his hands, and immediately spit out a five-meter-long fireball.

The fireball mixed with immortal techniques and the Nine-Tailed Spirit Power did not change in size, but the orange-red flame turned into rose color, which meant that its temperature was raised a lot at this moment.

"First Soul Skill, Sonic Burst."

The eight-meter-tall Demon Martial Soul gathered his soul power in his throat and spit it out at the oncoming fireball. A dark purple soul power flew out like a meteor and quickly collided with it.

Bang!

After the collision, a big hand broke through the smoke and flew out. Ling Yun looked up and found that it was the Demon Soul Emperor.

Ling Yun jumped back to avoid a punch, and a big hole was smashed directly on the ground in front of him.

"Don't think about escaping!"

The Demon Soul Emperor's fifth soul ring surged.

With the blessing of his soul power, the Demon Martial Soul's incomplete body was repaired, but the wings were gone.

A three-pronged spear appeared in the hand of the eight-meter-long demon martial spirit.

Seeing the other party holding a three-pronged spear, Ling Yun subconsciously called for the Kusanagi sword in his mind.

He stretched out his hand to the right, and the Kusanagi sword appeared.

As the Kusanagi sword in his hand emerged, the Nine-Tailed Soul Power quickly poured in, making it covered with blood-red soul power.

"Die!"

The Demon Soul Emperor summoned his weapon and stabbed directly at Ling Yun.

Holding the hilt of the Kusanagi sword with both hands, Ling Yun dodged the shot with a flick of his head, aimed at the pole and raised his sword with all his strength to chop it.

Crack!

With a sword raised, the Kusanagi sword covered with the Nine-Tailed Soul Power cut it off.

Ling Yun jumped up from the spot, came to the face of the demon martial spirit, and flipped in the air.

The nine tails behind him gathered together as if they had turned into a big iron hammer, and hammered the opponent's forehead.

Boom!

The hammer fell, and the Demon Soul Emperor took a few steps back uncontrollably, with one hand covering his forehead.

He clenched his left fist and swung it forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ling Yun quickly controlled the five tails to rush forward and colliding with the opponent's fist, making it unable to move forward, temporarily stalemated in place.

The left hand was useless, and the Demon Soul Emperor hurriedly waved his right hand, causing Ling Yun to hurriedly control the remaining four tails to collide with it.

Perhaps because of the lack of power from one tail, the right side was only stalemated for a moment before being slowly forced back.

But this time was enough.

When the nine tails supported his hands, Ling Yun grasped the hilt of the Kusanagi sword and chopped it down towards the Demon Soul Emperor.

Swish!

The soul power body was split open by Ling Yun's sword, and then he turned the blade in his hand into a stab and stabbed it towards the Demon Soul Emperor's body.

"Fourth soul skill, dark flame surge."

As the opponent released the fourth thousand-year soul ring, wisps of dark purple flame flowed out, covering the entire demon martial soul body in an instant.

Nine tails, wrapped around the Kusanagi sword in his hand, were covered by purple flames, which scared Ling Yun so much that he immediately cut it off and discarded it, and the whole person quickly retreated backwards.

"That purple fire is a bit weird."

Ling Yun gritted his teeth, feeling the swelling pain in his body and the increasingly strong burning sensation of the surrounding skin.

There was also the last small part of the light ball left in the dantian.

He understood that he could not support the nine-tailed form for too long.

"My physical fitness has improved now, and I am in the state of immortal and nine-tailed, so let's use that technique."

Thinking of a countermeasure, the six tails behind Ling Yun quickly stretched out and continued to attack the Demon Soul Emperor.

Ling Yun raised his right hand high, and the remaining three tails turned into a palm, with the palm facing the raised right hand, gathering soul power.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--

The Demon Soul Emperor waved his arms and slapped the six tails away at a glance.

At this moment, a piercing sound rang out, which made him think of something.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle——

"Damn this sound!"

"Don't even think about it!"

The Demon Soul Emperor flew away quickly, and the purple flames on his body surged ahead, turning into fireballs and throwing them at Lingyun.

Lingyun couldn't be distracted, but fortunately a shadow clone quickly returned to defend.

He controlled his nine tails to continuously slap away the fireballs in the air, and he took the initiative to rush towards the Demon Soul Emperor.

"You dare to stop me, just a clone!"

The three-pronged spear in the Demon Soul Emperor's hand emerged, but his face was slightly pale. Obviously, he had used the fifth soul skill several times, and he himself was already a little exhausted.

Not to mention, he was still maintaining the sixth soul skill.

The three-pronged spear with the purple flame enchantment was very powerful. Within three moves, Shadow Clone No. 1 was killed on the spot.

Realizing that something was wrong, Shadow Clone No. 2 quickly returned to help.

Now, the pressure was given to Shadow Clone No. 3, who fought the three fallen soul kings alone.

Qing Teng and Black Wolf Soul King, who were originally watching the battle from behind, also intervened when they saw this, and the five soul kings attacked together.

The nine-tailed coat on Shadow Clone No. 3 was already in tatters, and he looked towards the incoming Soul Kings. The unfinished version of the spiral shuriken condensed with rage and madness in his hand, he rushed out.

I don't know if it's because of his improved physique, but Shadow Clone No. 3 can barely control the spiral shuriken in his hand.

"No, he wants to die!"

"He wants to die with us, retreat quickly!"

"He's just a clone, get out of here, get out of here!"

Seeing what the shadow clones were holding, their faces instantly turned extremely pale.

The power of this thing has been tried by four of their teammates just now, and there was not even a scum left.

Not to mention that the other party is just a clone, a clone formed by soul power, and they die together with them, which is a big loss for them!

The five soul kings quickly dispersed. The raccoon and the iron ring sword soul king happened to be together and became the target of the shadow clone.

Both of their faces turned pale. The Raccoon Soul King seemed to have thought of something and kicked out his teammates without noticing.

"I*#*###……"

Being kicked out by the person next to him, the Iron Ring Sword Soul King immediately cursed angrily, but just in the middle of his words, he fell silent...

呲——

Shadow Clone No. 3 died together with the Iron Ring Blade Soul King.

Shadow Clone No. 3 was killed. Ling Yun felt a little tingling in his body, but soon he felt overjoyed.

The Wind Release Spiral Shuriken used by Shadow Clone No. 3 just now gave him some experience.

And with the assistance of the other three palms for stabilization, Ling Yun could barely stabilize himself.

呲呲呲呲——

After stabilizing, a sound like a buzz saw sounded, and a high-speed rotating blade appeared around the gray-white spiral pill.

Wind Release - Spiral Shuriken, officially formed.

"success."

After stably controlling the Rasenshuriken, Shadow Clone No. 2 was killed, and the Demon Soul Emperor controlled his martial soul and attacked head on.

"Boy, I don't believe you dare to use it!"

The Demon Soul Emperor approached Ling Yun, and his face turned pale when he saw what was in the other person's hand.

But thinking about the distance between himself and Ling Yun, he became fearless.

He concluded that if this kid dared to be released, both of him would be affected.

He is the Soul Emperor, and his chance of survival is much higher than that of a little Soul Lord like him!

Sensing the opponent's rapid approach, Ling Yun's expression suddenly changed!

Upon hearing the other party's voice, his slightly hesitant expression changed and then became firm.

"Immortal Technique - Wind Release - Spiral Shuriken!"

Without thinking about whether he was in safety, he directly threw the spiral shuriken he had just controlled in his hand...