The soul masters belonging to Wuhun Palace came like a tide.
The disciples of the four single-attribute clans hardly needed any orders from their clan leaders, and they all desperately attacked the spirit master of the Spirit Hall.
Various soul rings appeared, and various brilliant martial arts blossomed.
Everyone on both sides worked hard.
This is a life and death fight.
Anyone who flinches even half an inch will be killed by his opponent!
The soul power fluctuations of both sides became more and more intense, and the moves of both sides became more and more fierce.
For a moment, the entire square seemed to have turned into a purgatory, filled with acrid gunpowder smoke and filled with a terrifying atmosphere of murder.
There is only one place of silence that contains extremely terrifying murderous intent.
The battlefield between Ye Xiu and Yang Wudi!
The two stood in the sky, facing each other from a distance.
No one dared to get close to the two of them because the murderous aura was too strong.
Even from a long distance, it's still scary.
At the moment when the two sides faced each other, Yang Wudi's murderous aura suddenly surged. The wind howled, his black hair danced wildly, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at Ye Xiu.
Beside Yang Wudi, a soul-breaking gun shone with dazzling purple-gold brilliance, trembling and buzzing in the void.
The soul-breaking gun was trembling.
Yang Wudi was boiling.
There has never been a moment like this when I felt the excitement transmitted by the soul-breaking gun.
Ye Xiu, right? Blood Soul Gun, right?
Then let’s see whose martial spirit is the king of guns!
The fighting spirit in him is getting stronger and stronger.
The soul-breaking gun beside Yang Wudi also seemed to be aware of Yang Wudi's emotions, trembling violently and making a crisp clanging sound.
Ye Xiu's fighting spirit also became more and more intense.
This is a confrontation of fighting spirit!
Buzz buzz...
Eight soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black, appeared together.
A monstrous momentum emanated from Yang Wudi's body, and the soul-breaking gun was also vibrating crazily.
The third purple soul ring lights up.
"The third soul skill, explode!"
The moment the third purple soul ring lit up, Yang Wudi let out a low drink.
Immediately, a layer of black light burst out from the tip of the soul-breaking gun, increasing the attack power to an even more terrifying level.
Ye Xiu's face was expressionless, but the killing intent around him became more intense.
"Yang Wudi's third soul skill, breaking, once it stabs any object, the soul power will produce a terrifying explosive force, making the soul-breaking gun more destructive."
The memory of Yang Wudi's soul skill appeared in Ye Xiu's mind.
"Since you want to see the difference between the Blood Soul Gun and the Soul-Breaking Gun, let me take a look and see how many shots you can take from me!"
Ye Xiu murmured softly, and raised the blood soul gun tightly in his hand.
A vast and surging killing energy burst out from the blood soul gun, with an indestructible smell.
At the same time, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, red, red, red, red, this extremely terrifying soul ring configuration also lit up instantly.
In an instant, Ye Xiu's whole body was covered in a flash of blood.
Under this terrifying pressure, all the soul masters felt as if they were facing a prehistoric beast. They were all horrified and stayed further away from the battlefield.
"Four hundred thousand years?!"
"Why, how did his soul ring configuration become so terrifying?"
Tai Tan, Niu Gao, and Bai He were really frightened by Ye Xiu's terrifying soul ring.
A hundred thousand year soul ring is an extremely extravagant dream for Titled Douluo. It can be said bluntly that almost most of the titled Douluo nowadays do not have a hundred thousand year soul ring, but Ye Xiu actually achieved it by himself. There are four? !
A chill rose from the soles of their feet.
They knew that this time, Yang Wudi was in danger.
They are in danger.
The four single-attribute clans are in danger!
The old Titan's eyes widened even more, and he looked at the four soul rings with a dull expression on his face, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
He remembered that the last time he saw Ye Xiu, the other three soul rings were black. In such a short period of time, what happened to Ye Xiu?
Qian Renxue on the side was also deeply shocked.
Although she already knew that Ye Xiu had four hundred thousand year soul rings, when they were actually revealed, the dazzling red light still made her feel a strong palpitation in her heart.
Yang Wudi was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly: "So what about the hundred thousand year soul ring? My soul-breaking gun can still pierce it!"
After the words fell, the soul-breaking gun blasted towards Ye Xiu again.
What the Po clan values is ultimate attack power.
And he, Yang Wudi, has reached the ultimate point on this road, focusing entirely on the soul-breaking gun.
For him, no matter what the opponent is, whether it is a titled Douluo or a hundred thousand year soul ring, it will not affect his mentality.
Only the gun in hand can break it!
The gun of destruction blasted out.
The air was torn apart, leaving a dark trail.
The speed of this shot was unbelievable.
At this moment, Yang Wudi had completely inserted himself into the gun, and his whole body exuded a fierce gun spirit.
Ye Xiu's expression was indifferent, the sixth soul ring lit up, and the sixth soul skill was unleashed.
In the blood soul gun, blood light lingered, and there was a faint roar.
Then the entire Blood Soul Gun turned black.
The bloody light shot up into the sky and turned into a huge bloody gun shadow to face the soul-breaking gun.
The soul-breaking gun has the ultimate attack and can easily penetrate any defense.
Even the title Douluo's defense is the same.
No one wants to fight hard.
But Ye Xiu didn't care, his sixth soul skill could easily interrupt even the sacrifice.
A mere soul-breaking gun to make him give in?
Does it match?
boom!
The weapons of both sides collided in the void.
A ripple visible to the naked eye spread.
"The fight started."
Tang San's sinister gaze never moved away from Ye Xiu from the moment he appeared.
When he saw the four hundred thousand year soul rings lighting up on Ye Xiu's body, his heart skipped a beat.
Xiao Wu couldn't help but appear in his mind.
"Could it be that Xiao Wu has been given to him..."
If Tang Hao hadn't reminded him to be careful and held him back, he might have rushed over by now.
"Don't worry, I didn't feel Xiao Wu's aura from that soul ring. It shouldn't be the case."
Tang Hao's words of comfort also made Tang San calm down a little.
"You are not his opponent yet, so you need to be patient."
"I know."
Tang San nodded.
only,
But he could never take his eyes away from Ye Xiu.
Regarding this, Tang Hao could only sigh helplessly. Tang San's mood at the moment was so similar to his before.
"With Yang Wudi's strength, he should be able to tangle with Ye Xiu. This is my chance."
"As long as I find the right time to launch the hidden weapon, I might be able to cause serious damage to Ye Xiu, or even kill him directly!"
Thinking of this, Tang San became excited, with a hint of ferocious color in his eyes.
His fingers trembled slightly as he slowly touched the concealed weapon box in his arms.
Whenever he closed his eyes these days, the image of Xiao Wu being taken away and his teacher being killed by Ye Xiu would appear in his mind unconsciously.
Every time, he wanted to rush over and cut Ye Xiu into pieces.
The two most important people in his life were lost because of Ye Xiu.
This hatred is irreconcilable!
Even if he tries his best, he will take revenge!
He also understood that he was not the opponent's opponent now, so he could only use all available power to make Ye Xiu pay the price in blood!
Tang San quickly calmed down, his Purple Demon Eyes running, carefully observing the movements of Yang Wudi and Ye Xiu, looking for the opportunity to launch the hidden weapon. (End of chapter)
