Soul And Martial Emperor

1"Yue Zhifeng has eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive us. We will leave now." The red robed man made a prompt decision. He cupped his fists and spoke in a deep voice. After that, he turned around and prepared to leave this place with the five men behind him.    

    

However, Meng Hao naturally wouldn't let them leave so easily. Duanmu Chaopeng's figure flashed and blocked their path of retreat. He said indifferently, "My young master hasn't let you leave yet. You won't be able to leave now."    

    

Yue Zhifeng's expression was a little ugly. However, the opponent was too strong. Although they had a Seventh Transformation Peak of Fortune Stage King on their side, there was still a huge gap between the Seventh and Eighth Transformation Fortune Stage King.    

    

Duanmu Chaopeng only revealed a trace of his Qi. He was now a Peak of Ninth Transformation Fortune Stage King, but Meng Hao had told him to hide his strength. Therefore, he didn't reveal his full strength before this.    

    

At this moment, Yue Zhifeng's eyes fell upon Meng Hao, and a look of shock emerged in his heart. The Eighth Transformation Fortune Stage King was following this young man, and he had no idea what this young man's identity was.    

    

"How do you want to know about this matter? I can compensate you one million Third Star Spirit Jades. How about letting us go?" Yue Zhifeng looked at Meng Hao and asked in a low voice.    

    

Meng Hao's face revealed an evil smile. "Aren't you interested in that blood-red blade? Then I can give you a chance.    

    

"What chance?" Yue Zhifeng asked. His eyes fell upon the blood-red blade. With his senses, he could guess that this blood red blade was at least a Quasi-saint Artifact, and it might even be a true saint artifact. In other words, a Low Grade Holy Artifact.    

    

"Fight me. If you win, I'll give you my saber," Meng Hao said faintly. His opponent was a late Fourth Cycle Fortune Stage King. Although his strength was quite strong, he was confident that he could defeat his opponent.    

    

Yue Zhifeng's face revealed a hint of joy when he heard this. He could naturally sense Meng Hao's strength. His opponent was only an Early Period of Third Transformation Fortune Stage King, and he was no match for him. It could be said that he was sure to win.    

    

Immediately, he nodded and said with a smile, "Alright, then it's a deal." He couldn't wait to fight Meng Hao. As long as he won, the blood-red blade would belong to him.    

    

Meng Hao waved his hand and continued with a smile, "Don't worry. There's no such thing as a simple thing in this world. I said that if you win, the blade will belong to you, but if you lose, you will need to take out the corresponding item."    

    

Yue Zhifeng's face flashed with a thoughtful look, and then he said in a deep voice, "I have a Ghost Pearl left behind by a level five ghost. I will use it as a bet. How about it?"    

    

"A level five ghost's Ghost Pearl? It's barely alright," Meng Hao said with a faint smile. He then said. "Since that's the case, let's begin. Let me see how strong your late Fourth Cycle Fortune Stage King is."    

    

Yue Zhifeng was slightly stunned. The other party was aware of his strength and still dared to place such a huge bet with him. From the looks of it, the other party was quite confident in his own strength. He definitely had a powerful trump card that he needed to be careful of.    

    

"Please." Meng Hao landed in the air. He placed one hand behind his back and laughed softly. He felt somewhat happy in his heart. Just now, he only wanted to find someone to fight with. He just casually won some bets. He did not expect Yue Zhifeng to have a Ghost Pearl left behind by a level five ghost. This was an unexpected gain.    

    

"Then I won't be polite." Yue Zhifeng naturally wouldn't give up the chance to attack first. He cupped his fists and said. After that, he circulated the Spirit Strength and rushed towards Meng Hao.    

    

Yue Zhifeng had also mastered the Flame Spirit Force. The Qi that erupted from it was wild and violent, as if a volcano was about to erupt.    

    

Duanmu Chaopeng said with some doubt, "Why did the young master set up a bet with the other party? He just asked me to eliminate them to save himself some trouble."    

    

"Junior brother wants to borrow the other party's strength to help him quickly step into the late stage of the third revolution Fortune Stage King. He will not fight a battle that he is not confident in. We can rest assured," Dung Qingyan said with a smile.    

    

Mei Wu immediately activated the Spirit Strength, which wrapped around the Heavenly Crocodile, and began to refine it. However, she did not reveal anything on the surface. In her heart, Meng Hao would definitely not lose. In that case, this Low Grade Holy Artifact would naturally belong to her.    

    

The only one who was slightly shocked was Ling Xu. Although he was the person beside Master Donghai City Lord, he didn't have a Low Grade Holy Artifact. The strongest weapon in his hand was only a Quasi-saint Artifact.    

    

After all, a true saint artifact was too precious. He didn't think that Meng Hao would give a Low Grade Holy Artifact to his subordinate, and it seemed as if he didn't care about it at all.    

    

It had to be known that it was a Low Grade Holy Artifact. If it was taken out, many people would fight for it. He was afraid that even Spirit Piercing Stage Expert warriors would fight for it. However, this was a very precious Low Grade Holy Artifact. It was a bit too generous to be rewarded by Meng Hao to his subordinates.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

Meng Hao also urged the Flame Spirit Force to transform into numerous blazing short swords that blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they flew towards Yue Zhifeng.    

    

Yue Zhifeng waved the Flame Spirit Force in his hand and formed a defensive barrier in front of him, blocking all of Meng Hao's attacks.    

    

Quite right. At this moment, Yue Zhifeng's heart was filled with shock. He secretly wondered if he had fallen into the opponent's trap. This was because he could sense that Meng Hao's combat strength was extremely powerful and was not weaker than his.    

    

Bang!    

    

Another collision occurred. Both of them retreated at the same time. At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Meng Hao's face. A gorgeous fire lotus appeared on his palm.    

    

"Fire Lotus Extinguishing the World!"    

    

The martial art contained in the tenth level of the Fire Spirit Genuine Spell was unleashed by Meng Hao. The flaming lotus flew up into the sky, and was aimed at Yue Zhifeng.    

    

As the Flame Lotus rotated, flaming lotus petals fell down from the sky. It looked like a beautiful angel.    

    

However, these Flame Lotuses petals contained extremely violent energy waves. When Yue Zhifeng saw this scene, a serious expression emerged on his face.    

    

Both of his hands formed ten seals, and a faint fluctuation spread out from his body. A solemn voice spread out from his mouth.    

    

"Fire Bell Sky Shaking!"    

    

Immediately after that, a huge flaming bell that was dozens of feet in length and was laughing loudly rose into the air. Yue Zhifeng held the huge flaming bell with both of his hands, and threw it in the direction of Meng Hao.    

    

The huge flaming bell flew past, blocking the petals of the Flame Lotus wherever it passed. At the same time, it spiraled up and pressed down on Meng Hao.    

    

"Not a bad martial art." Meng Hao praised in a low voice. His opponent was actually able to block his Fire Lotus Extinguishing the World, and even breaking it was enough to show how powerful he was.    

    

However, this was also because Meng Hao didn't use the Profound Meaning of Fire. If he used fifty percent of the Profound Meaning of Fire... The power of the Fire Lotus Extinguishing the World wouldn't be so weak. After all, this was the martial art of the tenth level of the Fire Spirit Genuine Spell. Naturally, its power wouldn't be weak.    

    

Meng Hao smiled faintly. He slowly extended his palm, which was hidden in his sleeve. He spread his palm in the air, and a miniature Vermillion Bird that was burning with flames flew up into the sky.    

    

This miniature Vermillion Bird was exactly the same as Meng Hao's Rosefinch Martial Soul. However, it was big and small. Although this Vermillion Bird was a miniature version, it was still emitting an extremely terrifying aura.    

    

"I have just finished practicing my ultimate technique. I will use you to test its power. Whether you can block it or not will depend on your own luck." Meng Hao's indifferent voice gradually resounded. Soon after, his voice also gradually turned cold. His cold voice resounded across the entire world at this moment.    

    

"Howling Sun Vermillion Bird Seal!!"