The middle-aged man, with a golden soul lingering all over his body, could only sneer.
The soles of his feet stamped on the ground, and his body was like a rampaging tiger, leopard and jackal, rushing towards Ye Xianggui who had lost his soul power.
The extremely fierce soul energy has condensed again, and as long as it is hit, the soul will be destroyed.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Then I will destroy your soul!"
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Xianggui who was close at hand, a kind of cruelty appeared on his face, and he smashed his fist viciously.
"boom--"
The pair of fists full of soul energy were only a mile away from Ye Xianggui. A black figure appeared in front of him like lightning. The huge nine-turn soul iron was inserted into the ground in front of him. The fists struck violently, bombarding the nine-turn soul iron. On the soul-turning iron, a crisp sound resounded in the square.
The foot hit the ground, and the huge soul energy made the middle-aged man unsteady on his feet. He quickly took a few steps back and almost fell.
After looking at the Nine-turn Soul Iron, a cold shout rang out.
"You, who are you?"
The Nine-turn Soul Iron trembled slightly, and then he looked up. A young man in black appeared in front of the middle-aged man.
Ye Duoduo pointed his nine-turn soul iron at the middle-aged man, and a bone-chilling voice sounded in the square.
"Hey, I will take your baby's life today. I will destroy your soul!"
Ye Duoduo's cold and calm voice echoed in the square, and countless magicians looked at him sideways.
"Duoduo——"
Ye Xiangfu stood on the side of the square, looked at the young man in black, and was stunned for a moment, with a hint of ecstasy on his sinister face.
"Duoduo, you really came in time!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"It seems that the Yanyan Nirvana Team can be retained!"
Ye Xiangfu clenched his fists and let out a deep breath.
"call--"
Ye Duoduo is young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he scared the Zhi Yan Nirvana Team so much that they didn't even dare to leave the Fantasy Castle!
The members of the Yanyan Nirvana breathed a sigh of relief.
"call--"
Captain Zhi Yan is a demon master, but Ye Duoduo is fighting for his soul alone. Can he win with his soul?
The members of Yan Yan Ji Mie felt uneasy.
Many magicians looked at each other, looking forward to a sense of survival after the disaster. They hope that the young master can resolve the crisis in the Yanyan Nirvana Team.
"Second brother, are you okay?"
Ye Duoduo held the Nine-turn Soul Iron in his hand. When he saw Ye Xianggui covered in blood, he asked kindly. The murderous chill of the Zhiyan Nirvana Team was unstoppable in his eyes.
He took out the healing medicine from his pocket and gave it to Ye Xianggui.
"Cough, cough cough——"
Ye Xianggui had already coughed up blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took the healing medicine, and looked at his little brother. There was a little rosiness on his pale face, and his tense heart relaxed.
Ye Xianggui leaned on the big stone, his voice was hoarse when he spoke.
"Duoduo, you're back. If you come back later, go to the grave and burn some paper money for your second brother!"
"Second brother, I'm so sorry, Duoduo is late!"
Ye Duoduo whispered and laughed.
In the laughter, there was a kind of madness and viciousness like a hungry wolf pouncing on food. Ye Xianggui looked at each other, and there was a sense of awe in his soft smile.
"Don't worry, second brother! Duoduo will definitely destroy this doll's soul and avenge the Yanyan Nirvana Team!"
"Hey, Duoduo!"
"That baby's name is Liang Lv. He's a devil master-level soul powerhouse with an earth soul ring, powerful soul energy, and a long-lasting fighting soul. Your second brother is useless, and his soul can't defeat him. You have to be careful!"
"puff--"
Ye Xianggui vomited out a mouthful of blood on the spot, panting heavily, and his soul was seriously injured.
"snort--"
"The devil master with the earth soul ring, Duoduo will burn him too!"
Ye Duoduo smiled solemnly. That delicate face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.
The scalp of the middle-aged man with a golden soul suddenly felt numb.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man's soul energy rebounded, causing his arms to feel numb. With a gloomy face, he asked Ye Duoduo questions.
Ye Duoduo was noncommittal and closed his eyes slightly. The red soul energy flowed in his dantian and surged out quickly under the stimulation of soul power.
The middle-aged man's expression changed when he saw the strange soul protective film.
"Oh--"
This was the first time he saw this kind of soul energy, and his face was solemn.
"Baby, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. You don't know what's going on?"
"You have to understand that the soul power of the Yanyan Nirvana Team is not as good as that of the Zhiyan Nirvana Team, and it is not enough to make enemies with us!"
Lianglu pointed at the square with a sneer.
"snort--"
"You are still too young to die here!"
Ye Duoduo opened his eyes and shook his head.
"snort--"
"I see you are talking too much nonsense!"
Ye Duoduo grasped the Nine-turn Soul Iron tightly, stepped on the ground, and there was a sound of soul power exploding.
"boom--"
As soon as his feet left the ground, a pit appeared and he came out of the same place.
Ye Duoduo's figure turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Liang Lv.
With the speed of his soul, Lianglu's expression changed and became more gloomy. He dug into his pocket and found a pair of dark, sharp knives in his hands.
The soul power is extremely fierce, mixed with the harsh sound of breaking wind.
"laugh--"
He hit Ye Duoduo on the head.
The middle-aged man has an earth soul ring, and is good at fighting souls in protracted battles and head-to-head battles.
He took a step forward, using a sharp sword fist style, and powerful soul energy, bringing up a dark shadow, and greeted the Nine-turn Soul Iron.
"when--"
Gold and iron collide, making a crisp sound.
As the sound of soul power came out, a circle of extremely ferocious soul energy fluctuated under the stimulation of soul power. The Nine Revolutions Soul Iron and Sharp Knife Fist moves appeared at the same time.
The ground beneath Ye Duoduo and the middle-aged man's feet cracked.
Ye Duoduo retreated hurriedly, Lianglu also took half a step back, and both sides were in a stable shape.
"Oh, this little doll's soul power is slightly stronger than that one, no wonder he has the courage to show off his power in front of me!"
The soul energy from before was activated to test the level of soul power.
Ye Duoduo ignored his speculation, stepped back, stepped on the ground again, and shot out. The nine-turn soul iron brought bursts of soul energy and swept over him.
Ye Duoduo subconsciously fought with Liang Lu for his soul. When he moved sideways strangely, the nine-turn soul iron in his hand was already hitting his head with a swing.
Ye Duoduo vaguely detected the opponent's soul power and earth soul ring, and he was unable to fight for a long time.
However, his powerful soul power and soul speed are not that fast. Ye Duoduo relied on his soul speed to launch a fierce soul battle.
Good rules and spirit fighting, analyzing the pros and cons. He knew very well that he did not dodge, and the sharp knife soul power was activated, and the airtight soul energy surged.
"when--"
"Dangdang——"
The two men's offense and defense, the sound of gold and iron clashing constantly sounded in the square.
The two souls were fighting each other, which became more and more violent.
Originally, Ye Duoduo's soul power was only at the magician level. Liang Lv was surprised.
He is a protracted fighting method. The young man in black in front of him chose a head-to-head and fierce soul fighting at the beginning.
The magician and the devil faced each other head-on, but they were still unscathed, and the fighting spirit persisted.
"It seems that this doll's martial arts training level is not low. Or, he definitely doesn't know how to fight souls and chooses to fight head-on!"
"The soul power is too strong!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were fixed on the young man in black, whose fighting spirit was flashing across his body, and he made a deep voice.
"well--"
"It seems that I have no choice but to fight for a quick victory. If I am delayed by a magician for a long time and cannot defeat him, wouldn't I become a joke to other magicians?"
A thought flashed through the middle-aged man's mind, and his expression suddenly became fierce.
"when--"
