In just a few breaths, the strange green flames collided together, causing a vibration and a violent fire storm to surge out of it.
The green flames spread across the area, and the other green flames melted and faded quickly like ice and snow encountering boiling oil. It turned out to be not the turquoise flame soul power.
The green flames only spread within a few feet at first, then expanded and filled the entire sky.
"Pfft——"
When the last ray of green flame faded, the figure hidden inside finally emerged. In an instant, a ray of terrifying rich soul energy erupted, directly hitting the body like a tide. A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The man's body was like a bird with broken wings, falling in the sky.
The body fell, still dozens of meters away from the soul fighting arena. Han Biao's face on the stage was slightly gloomy. He waved his sleeves and caught a wisp of soul power, slowly falling down.
That was the body of Alchemy King Zhang Ming. When he landed, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and his eyes were a little decadent.
In a fierce soul battle, Ye Duoduo activated the ice-condensed spiritual fire and the wood-type beast fire. The terrifying and rich soul energy that exploded reached almost the peak of his soul power level.
Mentally sensing that the soul power of Dan King Zhang Ming was somewhat weakened, the rich soul energy had also faded. However, if Ye Duoduo activated all his soul power, Zhang Ming would be seriously injured on the spot and his soul would be destroyed.
Dan King Zhang Ming's soul was defeated and his soul was seriously injured, but he still managed to save his life and his soul was not destroyed.
Alchemy King Zhang Ming's soul was defeated and his soul was seriously injured, and his face was already pale. For a moment, the fighting spirit arena was silent, and everyone looked at each other in shock.
The horror that remained in his eyes was just that it was difficult to accept the fact that Zhang Ming's soul was seriously injured in the soul fight.
Ye Duoduo, a young man in black robe, is only twenty years old. He has been promoted to the sixth round of soul rings and has become a magician. This is already a great achievement. But in ten rounds, the magician can be defeated and injured, and he is still a six-level alchemist!
The dreamlike soul fighting scene is really terrifying and a bit unbelievable.
A series of stunned and dull eyes rested on Alchemy King Zhang Ming.
Then, his eyes turned to the sky, which was still filled with green flames and had completely dissipated. A young man dressed in black robes stood suspended in the air, with the colorful dragon wings on his back slowly spreading.
Flying with dragon wings and flying in the air is just beginning to take shape. However, when the Shining Wings are activated, that's when it really reaches its peak.
"call--"
The evil old monster Murong Jie and others could not help but heave a sigh of relief as they watched Ye Duoduo finally lose his soul and hurt the Dan King Zhang Ming after ten rounds.
This child has great talent and potential in cultivating soul power, but activating his soul power is extremely terrifying!
Even Bing Hun and Murong Jie couldn't resist this type of soul power.
"Alchemy King Zhang Ming's soul was defeated. During the soul battle, he lost a powerful enemy and no longer had any major worries."
"I promised not to study Kunshan Fighting Spirit again, so I shouldn't go back on my promise!"
Binghun broke into a cold sweat.
"Yeah, probably not."
"However, Ye Duoduo's soul energy was consumed too much in that fierce soul battle. Without elixirs to nurse him back to health, it would be difficult for the soul energy in Terror's body to return to its peak level."
"Or, later, I'm afraid it won't be good to provoke Han Biao to fight against the spirit!"
The evil old monster Murong Jie nodded.
After Ye Duoduo's soul was defeated and the soul-injured pill king Zhang Ming took a few soul-gathering pills.
"In a moment, the fierce soul fighting will begin in Kunshan. You intercept all the elders of the Kunshan sect and must not let them activate the Kunshan Soul Falling Formation. That will cause trouble in the soul fighting and be out of control."
"Han Biao, the former head of the Kunshan sect, is in the middle of a soul fight. Let him provoke him!"
Bing Hun's eyes scanned all the elders of Kunshan Sect and the huge number of thousands of disciples.
"Just let Ye Duoduo provoke Han Biao to fight for the soul. How sure are you that the soul will win? I'm afraid it will be very dangerous!"
The vice president of the Alchemist Association, Gu Fuli, hesitated for a moment.
"Hey, don't worry! There is a mysterious master beside Ye Duoduo. He is the Demon Immortal Master of the Eight-Wand Soul Ring."
"If Han Biao cannot be defeated, injured, or destroyed by that time, doesn't the evil old monster still have a Xifusheng sea dragon beast? It can help him!"
"well--"
"With the soul power of a few of us old men, if we provoke Han Biao to fight for souls, we can only last for one or two rounds before we are defeated and wounded by him!"
Bing Hun glanced at Han Biao, who was still sitting on the stage in the center of the Soul Fighting Arena, with a faint expression.
"The fierce spirit fighting is about to begin. At that time, I will set off fireworks. At the foot of Kunshan, a hundred thousand troops have been waiting. The eldest princess Murong Yun is personally commanding the spirit fighting in Kunshan."
The evil old monster Murong Jie nodded.
"Um--"
Bing Hun nodded, staring at Han Biao with only a sneer.
"We have to keep an eye on this old man and see what he does?"
During the soul fighting field training, the pale-faced Dan King Zhang Ming looked a little lost. With some recovery in his eyes, he looked at Ye Duoduo, a young man in black robe standing in the air, with a bitter smile.
"well--"
"Boy, your soul has won."
Dan King Zhang Ming admitted defeat, and the spirit fighting arena was in an uproar.
In this soul battle, Alchemy King Zhang Ming's soul was defeated and injured, which would be such a blow to him.
"Kunshan Soul Fighting, I will not interfere in the affairs of the Kunshan Sect and will no longer participate in the Soul Fighting."
Alchemy King Zhang Ming smiled sadly and turned his gaze to Xitai. Looking at the leader Han Shuang standing quietly under the wedding platform, he moved his body and saw that the carefully made wedding robe had been broken every inch, and the scattered rags fell down.
"Hanshuang, your choice is not wrong. If you don't love me, you have never had me in your heart. I am indeed inferior to Ye Duoduo in terms of soul power and alchemy skills."
The leader Hanshuang looked at the bitter smile of Dan King Zhang Ming and was a little silent.
The pride that Dan King Zhang Ming had always had in his bones was now deprived of him by Ye Duoduo's soul defeat and injury.
Kunshan Soul Fighting, soul defeat and soul injury were serious, and the blow to him was very severe. At this time, I couldn't say anything, I just made the facts clear.
"Zhang Ming, are you okay?"
"well--"
"Hanshuang, my soul has been injured, nothing serious."
Dan King Zhang Ming waved his hand, looked at Han Biao's caring attitude towards him on the terrace, and bowed his hand in greeting.
"Headmaster Han, in today's soul fight, Zhang Ming's soul is defeated and injured. He must fulfill his promise. He will not interfere in the Kunshan soul fight, and he will no longer participate in the Kunshan faction's soul fight. This wedding, please give me a heads up, please withdraw. Come on!"
"Zhang Ming bids farewell!"
Alchemy King Zhang Ming ignored Han Biao's feelings and his ugly face, turned to the Soul Fighting Field, and strode towards the foot of Kunshan Mountain.
In the spirit fighting arena, whispers suddenly sounded.
Some magicians who were invited by Zhang Ming to Kunshan to participate in the soul fighting looked at each other with only a wry smile.
"Since King Alchemy is gone, there is no point in staying in Kunshan?"
Dan King Zhang Ming was defeated and injured without any complaints. After ten rounds of soul fighting, he was defeated and injured, so he had no choice but to withdraw from Kunshan. Those magicians who were invited came and went with them all the way.
The alchemy master Zhang Ming has left, so they will naturally not stay in Kunshan, let alone participate in the soul fighting. This is commitment.
Some magicians exchanged glances. The magicians who didn't want to do anything good could only bow their hands to Han Biao and said goodbye.
There were also some people with bad tempers who walked down Kunshan without even saying a word.
