In the soul force field, Huang Ying stood up first. On the stone platform above, a dozen elders in snow robes opened their eyes and looked at the young man in black at the stone steps. They looked at each other, slightly surprised. The doubts in her heart were the same as Huang Ying's.
Ye Duoduo, no matter where you look, you can't see the useless person who was ridiculed back then!
Not only did he attend the appointment in advance, but he was also majestic and majestic, without losing the power of a powerful soul. The intensity of his soul was already scary.
"You, are you Ye Duoduo from the Ye family?"
At the center of the soul force field, a snow-robed elder raised his head and glanced at Ye Duoduo before he spoke.
Ye Duoduo looked at the old man in snow robe and found that he had an unusual status in the Kunshan Sect. He was an elder and had deep seniority. As soon as he opened his mouth, none of the elders around him, as well as the disciples of Kunshan Sect and the younger generation of magicians, dared to speak.
"I am Han Dan, the great elder of the Kunshan sect."
"Today, the leader of the Kunshan sect has not returned yet. The five-year agreement between you and Huang Ying will be temporarily presided over by me. The purpose of this soul fight is to learn martial arts. You cannot hurt others with your soul, let alone destroy others with your soul. Otherwise, , handled according to religious rules."
"In a battle of souls, there must be a soul that wins and a soul that loses. If the soul is injured or the soul of others is destroyed, there will be life and death, each according to destiny!"
Ye Duoduo's crisp words suddenly broke Han Dan's words.
Everyone's eyes in the soul force field followed the voice and rested on the young man in black. The emotions were different, but those senior elders did not expect that Ye Duoduo's manner of speaking was so ruthless.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"You are truly a young hero, so courageous!"
The eccentric old man standing on a big tree couldn't help laughing and gave a thumbs up to Ye Duoduo.
Huang Ying raised her eyes slightly and stared at the boy in black. His dark eyes were beating with unconcealable hatred.
The feud and love feud between the Huang Ye family are the sorrow, anger and humiliation of life, which Ye Duoduo cannot cover up.
After a long while, Huang Ying nodded slightly, only knowing that she had broken off the engagement in the lobby of the Ye family.
Her voice was cold.
"That's up to you!"
The Great Elder Han Dan frowned when he heard Huang Ying's reply. Suddenly having a seventeen-year-old boy interrupt his words was a bit disrespectful to his status as a great elder and was a bit unpleasant.
He knew that Ye Duoduo had lost his reputation as a waste. However, Huang Ying, as the next leader, naturally has a lot of talent in cultivating soul power. Her soul power improves at a rapid rate, her soul rings advance quickly, and the intensity of her soul energy in her dantian is already transcendent.
Han Dan is not optimistic about Ye Duoduo.
"Hehehehe——"
"Young man, in my opinion, everything must be done with a grain of salt. However, since you are fighting for souls, if you can make this request, then it's up to you. Life and death are determined by fate."
The Great Elder Han said lightly.
"snort--"
The corner of Ye Duoduo's mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but sneer.
Keep a line in everything. Back then, Huang Ying acted so ruthlessly in the lobby of the Ye family; back then, because of that soul fighting, the Huang family acted so cruelly, never leaving her parents alive and even leaving an orphan to suffer in the world.
Ye Duoduo slowly grasped the stick with his palm and pulled it suddenly. The Nine-turn Soul Iron brought up a gust of wind pressure and pointed diagonally at the ground. The soul energy of the stick body, driven by the soul power, raised dust.
A faint red soul energy lingers on the surface of the body.
Ye Duoduo looked at Huang Ying.
"After five years of meeting, Ye Duoduo arrived early. Today, the soul fighting can resolve the grudges between us. The grudges and shame of the Huang Ye family back then will be repaid together!"
Huang Ying stretched out her jade hand, and a light flashed on her jade fingers. A slender long sword flashed out. The edge of the sword was slanted, and the sunlight reflected it, transmitting a cold and cold feeling.
Huang Ying's beautiful eyes faced her dark eyes, feeling a little sorry for each other.
"My own marriage is all decided by me. Even in the past three years, I don't think I did anything wrong back then? I have the right to choose my own destiny and choose what I want to do. Even if the choice is inappropriate, if If time can go back, I think I will still do it.”
"Ah--"
"Hehehehe——"
"You did not behave inappropriately."
Ye Duoduo sneered softly.
"A single word of improper choice can end the matter. Your arrogant behavior completely shirks the blame for what you have done. It doesn't seem that simple!"
Ye Duoduo held the end of the stick in his hand and gradually returned to his indifferent and cold expression. Suddenly, the sole of his foot took a sudden step, and where he landed, there were several cracks on the hard bluestone ground. Crimson soul energy, mixed with crimson flames, surged out from the surface of the body.
"Fight your soul!"
Huang Ying felt the extremely powerful soul rising from Ye Duoduo, and a flash of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Is this the little boy from back then? It's completely different now.
Huang Yingyu holds the long sword tightly in her hands, in the wind wheel style, green whirlwind. The rolling soul energy floated on the sword.
In the whirlwind, the sharp sword blade flickered and shot out accidentally. The hard bluestone ground marked a mark that was neither deep nor shallow.
The sword moved up and pointed at Ye Duoduo from afar. The sharp edge of the sword reflects an awe-inspiring light.
The two activated their soul power, and the activated soul energy rose. The atmosphere in the huge soul force field became condensed in an instant. The surroundings were all quiet, and the eyes of all magicians and Kunshan disciples were focused on the two of them.
Many people want to know, after more than three years of cultivating soul power, how far has the boy been able to cover up his image of a waste and useless person?
Ye Duoduo closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
"call--"
His eyes suddenly opened, and in the dark eyes, red fireworks flashed away. The soul energy in his body became much richer again.
Ye Duoduo clenched the end of the stick with his palms, feeling a constant sense of relief.
That's thirteen thousand six hundred pounds.
Ye Duoduo raised his head and stared at the girl whose figure was like a willow leaf. In mid-air, the four eyes looked at each other with a complicated mood.
"We have made an appointment for five years. Even though it has been brought forward, we can still resolve the right and wrong, the grudges and grudges of the past. In today's battle of souls, I hope that in the future, all the grudges and grudges will be completely resolved!"
On the stone platform, the Great Elder Han Dan watched the two men drawing their swords and sticks, and could only offer some comforting words.
In desperation, Ye Duoduo broke the stalemate with his ignored words. The nine-turn soul iron was waved, and the body suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Huang Ying.
"Huang Ying, let's fight for the soul! It's been more than three years. We can't wait until five years before everything should be over."
As the black shadows collided, a low roar that had been suppressed for more than three years could not help but spread out from the throat of the young man in black.
In the soul power field, Ye Duoduo looked like an angry monster in everyone's eyes. The nine-turn soul iron pressed lightly against the ground, causing long sparks and deep ravines along the bluestone ground.
Huang Ying's face was calm as she looked at the rushing black figure.
Huang Ying's martial soul is of the wind type, her soul is fast and light, and her soul power is dexterous.
Just when Ye Duoduo was about to reach ten meters in front of her, Huang Ying finally made a move. Just tiptoe, like fallen leaves in the strong wind, floating and twinkling. In an instant, he passed by the black figure rushing towards him.
