Chapter 2387 Soul Capture

The male cultivator did not expect Ye Feiran to be so fast. He turned around in surprise.

At the same time, the purple long sword also turned around and chased Ye Feiran relentlessly.

Ye Feiran frowned. This soft sword might have a sword spirit!

In this case, let the Soul-Snatching Sword fight it.

Ye Feiran's consciousness moved, and the Soul-Snatching Sword appeared in her hand.

Before Ye Feiran could speak, the Soul-Snatching Sword had already broken free from her hand and entangled with the purple soft sword.

The purple soft sword relied on the advantage of its soft sword body and entangled the Soul-Snatching Sword in a short time.

Seeing this, not only the purple soft sword was proud, but the male cultivator was also proud.

As a result, before the man and the sword could show off for a long time, the Soul-Snatching Sword exuded a terrifying aura, which scared the purple soft sword away immediately.

Male cultivator: "!!!"

Divine weapon, this is a divine sword!

He liked this divine sword.

For a moment, the male cultivator's killing intent towards Ye Feiran became even stronger.

He let the purple soft sword hold the soul-stealing sword, and then suddenly attacked Ye Feiran.

He was both a sword cultivator and a physical cultivator.

Looking at the fist of the male cultivator, Ye Feiran curled his lips slightly, and then punched him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and a trace of surprise flashed across Ye Feiran's eyes very quickly, while the male cultivator was stunned.

"You... you are a physical cultivator?"

The female physical cultivators he knew were not like this at all. They were clearly muscular and looked like tomboys.

Next, when the two people were fighting, another male cultivator appeared.

However, this male cultivator had a relatively old bone age. He stood there and watched the battle for a while, and suddenly said in a yin-yang tone, "Zhang Lai, you can't even beat an unstable peak immortal saint. Don't say you are my disciple. I can't afford to lose face."

He is the Heguang Immortal Lord of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect, and currently only has Zhang Lai as his personal disciple.

He Guang Xianjun glanced at the Soul-Snatching Sword entangled with the purple soft sword, and then his eyes fell on the Ruifeng Beast King still hovering over the cliff.

"Catch the Ruifeng Beast King first, then grab the Divine Sword."

Next, he began to attack the Ruifeng Beast King.

The Ruifeng Beast King and the ten Ruifeng Beasts suddenly turned into rotating wind balls, and then created phantoms to cover their figures.

Ye Feiran used the male cultivator as a training object, so she separated a wisp of consciousness to pay attention to the situation of the Ruifeng Beast King. Seeing their reaction, she was a little speechless. Could it be that their strength was low and their IQ was also worrying?

"Won't you fly down the cliff?"

Hearing this, the Ruifeng Beast King glanced at Ye Feiran, and then took the lead to fly down the cliff.

No one knew how deep the cliff was, because there was a layer of fog below that blocked the line of sight and also blocked the divine consciousness.

He Guang Xianjun searched for a long time, but did not find the Ruifeng Beast King, so his attention shifted to the Soul-Snatching Sword.

Seeing that the Soul-Snatching Sword was still fighting with the Purple Soft Sword, he could not help but frown.

Although the Purple Soft Sword had a sword spirit, it was still a semi-artifact.

A divine weapon and a semi-artifact had been fighting for so long without a clear winner. Could it be that there was something wrong with this divine sword?

However, no matter what the problem was, the divine sword could not be missed.

So, he moved his body and stretched out his hand to hold the Soul-Snatching Sword.

"Hahaha..."

Immortal Lord He Guang laughed out loud. He really didn't expect to get the divine sword so easily, but soon his smile froze.

Soul-Snatching? !

A wisp of his soul was taken by the divine sword, and his life and death were also controlled by the divine sword.

Coming back to his senses, he was so scared that he loosened his hand holding the Soul-Snatching Sword.

"You... you give your soul back to this immortal!"

However, he only dared to speak harshly and did not dare to act rashly at all, because as long as the Soul-Snatching Sword had a killing intention towards him, he would die immediately.

At the same time, he did not forget to shout loudly, "Zhang Lai, stop the purple sword."

Zhang Lai's attention was immediately distracted when he heard the voice of his master, and then Ye Feiran's fist landed on his face.

"Ah!"

With a muffled groan, Zhang Lai's mouth was bleeding again, but he didn't care so much, and ran quickly towards the purple soft sword.

Ye Feiran curled his lips and suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

He Guangxianjun looked at Zhang Lai with disdain, and then looked at Ye Feiran.

"My friend, can you let the magic sword return my soul to me? If you have any request, just ask."

Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at He Guangxianjun, raised his eyebrows and said, "How much do you think your soul is worth?"

Of course it is a priceless treasure, He Guangxianjun said in his heart.

"Ahem...whatever you need, just ask. I'm afraid you won't like what I say."

Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, "If that's the case, I'll just say it straight."

He Guang Xianjun was immediately delighted and said quickly, "You tell me."

He thought of it as spending money to avoid disaster.

"I want the storage rings of both you and your disciple." Ye Feiran said with a smile.

He Guang Xianjun: "!!!"

Zhang Lai blurted out, "You might as well go and rob it!"

Hearing this, Ye Feiran smiled, "Hehe...you want to rob my Ruifeng Beast King, is there any problem with me robbing it back? But you don't have to give it to me, I don't mind."

After saying that, Ye Feiran stretched out her hand, and the Soul-Snatching Sword returned to her hand, and then deliberately said, "Not bad, you found me a thug of the Immortal Emperor so easily."

He Guang Xianjun: "!!!"

Thug?

How could he, a Immortal Emperor, be a thug for an Immortal Saint?

Ye Feiran no longer paid attention to the master and the apprentice, but looked down the cliff.

Seeing this, Zhang Lai wanted to take the opportunity to attack, but was stopped by He Guang Xianjun.

"What are you trying to do? My master has a wisp of soul on that magic sword. If it moves its mind, my master will fall!"

Zhang Lai certainly didn't want to kill his master, "Master, what should we do?"

He Guang Xianjun pondered for a while before saying, "Give her the storage ring first, and wait for my master to retrieve the soul, then we will snatch it back, and then we will counter-rob it by the way, as long as we don't touch the magic sword."

After the fight just now, Zhang Lai had no confidence in defeating Ye Feiran, but his master was an Immortal Emperor, and it would be easy to defeat Ye Feiran.

So, he took out the storage ring with a painful look on his face.

Seeing this, Heguang Xianjun hurriedly said, "My friend, we have thought about it. How about we give the storage ring in one hand and the soul in the other?"

Ye Feiran turned around and said, "Okay!"

Just like that, Ye Feiran got the storage rings of the master and the disciple, and the Soul-Snatching Sword also returned Heguang Xianjun's soul.

When the soul returned, Heguang Xianjun's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Ye Feiran with murderous intent.

As a result, before he could do anything, a terrifying pressure came, causing him and Zhang Lai to kneel down.

His whole body was surging with blood, and Zhang Lai fainted directly.

This... this is the ancient pressure!

Heguang Xianjun turned around and saw a very charming woman. As a fairy emperor, he naturally saw at a glance that this charming woman was the incarnation of an ancient spiritual plant.

The Black Rose Fairy looked at He Guang Xian Jun with a half-smile on her face, and opened her red lips slightly, "You are stupid, don't think others are stupid too."

He Guang Xian Jun's face changed unpredictably, first his face turned red, then his face turned blue, and finally he had to reveal his identity.

"I am He Guang Xian Jun of Yin Yang Xian Zong."

Hearing the words Yin Yang Xian Zong, Ye Feiran's eyes flickered slightly, and an idea came into his mind.