Douluo: Dragon Slayer

The fifth soul skill was released, with Yan as the center, blazing sand grains kept flying in the air, and the temperature of the surrounding air continued to rise. Yan's breath was full of the smell of explosion.

Long Yuewu also felt a hint of heat.

The two soul sects were not idle either. One was in front of Yan and the other was at Yan's side, and they quickly activated their strongest soul skills.

Long Yuewu spread out one arm, and the dark purple thunder coiled up, like a dragon's wings, and struck towards the soul sect.

Brontosaurus Wing Strike!

The soul skill played by the soul sect was defeated by one blow, and his figure was directly shot away.

Long Yuewu's speed slowed down a bit, but at that moment, Yan moved, and the arms that turned red hit Long Yuewu with violent heat waves.

The fifth soul skill, Flying Sand Kuangyan!Counterattack skill, when the enemy invades the range of flying sand, it can counterattack instantly, and releases a suppression effect when attacking. Soul masters whose soul power is not higher than level five than themselves cannot escape!

Not only that, a ray of green light also penetrated in. It was the soul sect next to Yan. The soul sect used the backhand of the attack to catch the teammate who was knocked away by Long Yuewu, and then tyrannically The power came, and the soul sect had to cooperate and slide backwards.

The man who was knocked away by Long Yuewu also lost consciousness.

Yan's fifth soul skill was activated after the wing strike of Long Yuewu's thunder dragon. At this time, Long Yuewu had no time to mobilize too much power, so he had to attach some thunder to his right arm and forcefully catch Yan's fifth soul skill. Skills.

"Boom~"

With one blow, Long Yuewu's body seemed to be bent a bit by the powerful force. Looking at the size difference, everyone was afraid that Long Yuewu would be smashed into meat pie by Yan, but this scene could not happen.

"Good weight!"

The power of this top-level attack-type soul king's ten-thousand-year-old soul skill caused Long Yuewu's arm to nearly crack. The dark purple dragon scales were actually dented, and the ring under his feet also creaked.

Yan's eyes widened, looking at the person holding on under his fist, he couldn't help but sigh, is this a human?

Long Yuewu didn't know Yan's thoughts. Her arms were in great pain, but the battle was not over yet!

Thunder ignited around Long Yuewu, and with the help of the instantaneous burst of power, Long Yuewu forced Yan's arms away.

The thunderous aura wrapped around his legs suddenly increased, and he jumped up and kicked!

The claws of the Brontosaurus!

Since Yan was three meters tall, Long Yuewu's whip hit Yan's thigh.

Yan felt a sharp pain in his thigh, his stance became unstable, and his body staggered. At this moment, he knew that he could already be out.

Long Yuewu felt that her right arm was a little weak, so she changed her attack method!

The figure landed on the ground, his legs exerted force again, dark purple thunder wrapped around the whole body, and rushed towards the staggering Yan with his head.

The sword horn of the Thunder Dragon!

Long Yuewu's head hit Yan's abdomen.

With a loud bang, Yan's three-meter-tall body was hit by Long Yuewu and flew for a long distance before he could stop.

Long Yuewu slowly stood up from Yan who fell to the ground, breathing heavily. It obviously took a lot of effort to defeat such a soul king with strong defense in one blow.

Yan, on the other hand, had already passed out.

Long Yuewu looked at the last soul sect still standing in Wuhun Hall.

The Soul Sect was stunned the moment Yan was knocked away. The three most powerful young people in their Wuhun Palace were defeated by a Soul Sect one after another!He couldn't understand this phenomenon.

When Long Yuewu's eyes turned to him, he suddenly became alert. He seemed to be the only player left in Wuhun Hall.

Can it be fought?

At this time, Long Yuewu defeated so many people in a row, which must have consumed a lot of money. If he defeated the three people who were unable to defeat Xie Yue and the others, would he get more rewards?Maybe even get the Pope's appreciation.

Thinking of this, he felt a little excited.

When he looked at Long Yuewu with a greedy look, Long Yuewu's undiminished fighting gaze reminded him of something.

Now, her arms should be useless. What are you afraid of?

No, we can’t win!

Come on, you can do it!

Facing Long Yuewu's gaze, the soul sect's legs began to tremble. The certainty of defeat and self-encouragement kept changing in his heart, but the fighting spirit was completely missing.

Xieyue and Hu Liena outside the court supported each other and looked at their teammates on the court with very complicated expressions.

The audience had different emotions such as shock, admiration, and expectation, but they all chose to wait in silence.

The soul sect clenched his fist, then released it, clenched his fist, released it, and so on.

Long Yuewu didn't understand the other person's thoughts, and she didn't need to.

Long Yuewu ignored the other party's actions, took a breath, and stepped forward.

The moment Long Yuewu took steps, the soul master of the soul sect shuddered, damn, she moved!

The soul master trembled, his eyes lost all fighting spirit. Before Long Yuewu could get closer, the soul master collapsed on the ground.

Long Yuewu immediately stopped.

"You can't win, you can't win..." The soul sect couldn't help but murmur.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena looked at each other, sighed, looked at the referee, and said with some frustration: "Our Spirit Hall lost."

Long Yuewu glanced at Xie Yue and blinked. Is this the end?Then the referee's voice announced the result.

The referee said with a trembling voice: "At the end of the game, the Wuhundian Academy team battles against the Tiandou Royal Academy. The winner: Long Yue... Ah, no, the winner is the Tiandou Royal Academy and advances to the top three!"

"The finals will be held in front of the Pope's Palace the day after tomorrow!"

After the referee finished speaking, Long Yuewu looked towards the audience and found Yu Tianheng and the others. At this time, Yu Tianheng and the others also cast their eyes on Long Yuewu. Their eyes met and Long Yuewu nodded slightly.

"Yue Wu," it was Xie Yue's familiar voice, "You won. Although you are not willing to accept it, you are convinced. I want to say..."

Long Yuewu looked at Xie Yue with doubtful eyes.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena walked onto the ring and arrived in front of Long Yue Wu.

Xie Yue struggled for a moment and said in a low voice: "I like you, I wonder if you can give me a chance."

Xie Yue knows that this may be his last chance. After these two days, the three of them will enter the Lost Tracks Grand Canyon and stay there for three years. Time is an uncertain factor. Knowing what would happen in three years, he wanted an answer.

Long Yuewu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Xie Yue to say this, and then said: "Sorry, I can't give you a chance. I have a marriage contract, and the wedding will start after the game."

Xie Yue was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and said, "Is it that Prince Tiandou? He is just a waste. Listen to me, he is not worthy of you."

Long Yuewu looked a little cold and said: "She is not a waste, and she is not worthy, but you are worthy?"

After saying that, Long Yuewu turned around and left.

Just as Long Yuewu stepped off the ring, a pink-purple light fell on Long Yuewu. Ye Lingling held the Nine-Hearted Begonia in her hand and followed the rest of the team who looked excited.

Under Jiuxin Haitang's healing, Long Yuewu's injuries disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Yu Tianheng and the others approached, the knife wound on Long Yuewu's left arm had begun to scab.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Osluo, Yu Feng and the Shi brothers stepped forward to embrace Long Yuewu and then threw it into the air. Everyone laughed and cheered for Long Yuewu.

Long Yuewu didn't resist and let them throw them into the air.

Ye Lingling smiled at the side, and the pink-purple light of the Nine-Hearted Begonia in his hand did not dissipate.

In the air, thinking of Xie Yue's words, Long Yuewu couldn't help but think: Sister Xue, where are you now?Someone is looking for something to do with you!