Chapter 89 (1/2)

Jia Xing's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were fixed on Wang Jian, and his voice was cold.

”Since you want to..., why don't I agree?”

”Hum!”

The intense fluctuation of soul power makes the air tremble, and the harsh hum rippling in the small courtyard makes the onlookers change color.

”Father

Jarvis's face suddenly changed and he called to Jia Xing.

”Go away!”

Jia Xing's eyebrows were filled with anger, and five dazzling soul rings appeared at his feet!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!

The emergence of the soul ring layer after layer, and in the end, it is the black symbol of the soul ring for thousands of years.

Five circles of soul rings rose from the soles of Jia Xing's feet, and the characteristics of martial spirit attached to Jia Xing's body gradually showed up. His body was gradually covered by white feathers, with a pair of wings spread out behind him, and from below his thighs, it seemed to become slender, just like a white crane standing on the water.

”Back up!”

Hu Yannian cried in a deep voice. His worries were all written on his face. While he was protecting Xu Yu and the two father and son beside him stepped back, he was paying attention to the movement on the field.

And Wang Jian also completed the call of martial spirit in an instant. With the ruler in his hand, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light. Four strange color soul rings surround his body.

”Slash!”

Now that Jia Xing had come down, Wang Jian didn't hesitate at all, so he shot quickly.

The ruler is drawn down in the void. The white soul power seems to divide the space in front of you into two parts. The surging and dazzling power makes it difficult to look directly at you.

Jia Xing felt the threat of this force. Although he was still surprised by the color of Wang Jian's soul ring, he had to put those thoughts down for a moment and concentrate on the attack in front of him.

”Close the wings!”

Jia Xing's back wings are agitating, and his body has left the ground at the moment, but with the attack of Wang Jian, his second soul ring is also lit up, and his back wings suddenly close forward.

The white wings closed and crossed in front of him, and a thin shield appeared.

”There should be no problem.”

Jia Xing thought that although the normal soul king must have the absolute advantage over the soul sect, Wang Jian is not like the normal soul sect, especially the color of the soul ring is not proportional to the power of the soul ring!

”Bang!”

The white pitching and the shield were installed together and made a dull sound. Jia Xing's face changed slightly and his figure seemed to step back. The power of this soul skill seemed to be beyond his imagination.

And, at the moment, his body was strangely stiff, and it became difficult to move.

And this is the second soul skill of Wang Jian - the effect of vertical split is stiff!

Just when Jia Xing was stunned, Wang Jian had already rushed up. When he dived to Jia Xing, his fourth soul ring suddenly lit up at this moment.

Wang Jian's face was calm and terrible. He knew that he had to make a quick decision when he was in the first place. If he was competing for soul power, he could not be Jia Xing's opponent, so he knew that he had to make a quick decision and master the rhythm of the battle.

Jia Xing's martial spirit is white crane. This kind of martial spirit has a natural advantage for most martial spirits, that is to have the ability to fly!

If Jia Xing can successfully launch, his chances of victory will be reduced. The only way to deal with it is to expose the existence of angel dance. However, exposing angel dance in front of people in the martial spirit hall is not a correct choice.

The fourth soul skill -- draw a dungeon!

The wings behind Jia Xing's stiff body also stopped agitating, so Jia Xing, who had just jumped into the air, was falling in a slightly funny posture.

Just at the moment when the rigid state of the second soul skill disappeared, Wang Jian's fourth soul skill was set on Jia Xing at the same time.