Douluo: I robbed Tang San of his chance

Looking at the direction of Qin Feng's finger, he saw that the two people on stage three quickly decided the winner. The loser knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically, begging the winner to spare his life.

But that person didn't give him a chance to live at all. With a wave of his right hand, the soul master's head that was kneeling on the ground exploded, and even a complete body could not be preserved.

These are the rules of life and death in the Soto Grand Fighting Spirit Arena.

Ma Hongjun turned pale with fright. Even though he was extremely talented, he would still fall short when it came to the real chapter.

Tang San frowned, "Qin Feng is right. If we fail, do you think the other party will let us go? Therefore, being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself."

Soon, Tang San and the others had finished their one-on-one match, and Flanders was also preparing to take them back to Shrek Academy.

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared on the big screen in the distance. The man looked at Qin Feng and others with a fierce expression.

"Boy, I want to challenge you! Let's fight to the death! Whoever loses will die!"

Qin Feng replied coldly: "Why should I duel with you? Who do you think you are?"

"Hmph, if you beat me, I will give you all my belongings. If you lose, I will take your head!"

Qin Feng ignored this lunatic and took action as soon as he was told. Wouldn't it be very shameful?

The masculine old face on the screen turned red. I didn't expect that this guy wouldn't give me face. I was really angry.

The blood wolf who just died in the venue was his apprentice. How could a teacher let go of the murderer of his apprentice.

"Qin Feng, why don't you agree?"

"Agree? Are you crazy?" Qin Feng said, "This guy's strength is at the Soul Emperor level. If I compete with him in a life-and-death soul battle, wouldn't I risk death!"

Tang San frowned, "Soul Emperor?"

Flanders nodded and said meaningfully: "Yes, he has reached the 63rd level soul emperor, and he is also the teacher of the blood wolf. If his beloved disciple is killed, of course he will not let Qin Feng go. If I hadn't been here just now, , I’m afraid this guy will tear you into pieces.”

"Guys, please wait a moment."

At this time, a man came forward and said, "Hello, I am the director of the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena. This time, someone wants to challenge Mr. Sword Soul. I wonder if Mr. Sword Soul can accept the challenge?"

"Someone challenges me? Could it be the Soul Emperor?"

The supervisor smiled and said, "Of course not. Our Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena will not make arrangements beyond the level. This time, a strong man in the Soul Sect realm wants to compete with you. If you win this time, we will ask you to do it." Tuoda Soul Arena is willing to give out [-] gold soul coins as a reward."

"Ten thousand gold soul coins!" After hearing this, Flender's eyes straightened, and he nodded hurriedly: "I agree, when will it start?"

Qin Feng's face turned dark, "Dean, I haven't spoken yet."

Flanders put his arm around Qin Feng's shoulders and whispered: "Are you afraid of a soul sect? As long as you win, we will split the score [-]-[-]."

Looking at Qin Feng's expression, Flanders gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "If you wake up, how about we give you [-] gold soul coins this time... four or six points."

Not hearing Qin Feng's answer, Flanders said again: "Sanqi, no more, I want to eat."

Qin Feng nodded helplessly, "Okay, I'll work hard for the Golden Soul Coin."

The supervisor chuckled and said, "Since my little brother is so happy, let's go to the No. [-] venue for a soul-fighting competition. This time, the soul-fighting competition can be a competition or a life-and-death fight. It just depends on your whims."

With the encouragement of his supervisor, Qin Feng came to the so-called Channel [-].

in the venue.

The man in white robes smiled and said: "Sword Soul, I have watched your battle just now. Yes, you are very suitable to be my opponent. My name is Randy, I am a level 42 attack type fighting soul sect, and I have a martial soul ice sword." .”

"Bing Ling Sword?" Qin Feng's eyes stayed on the frost sword in Randy's palm.

The long sword is three inches long, and the sword body is entirely made of ice. It is blue ice color and exudes a strong cold air.

"Sword Spirit, your martial spirit is also a sword. I want to see which of our martial spirits is more powerful."

Several old men in the audience showed long-lost smiles.

"As expected of a young master, he has reached the realm of Soul Sect at the age of 21, and his future achievements will be no less than those of the head of the family."

"Hahaha, my son has reached the Soul Sect at a young age and will definitely become a powerful Titled Douluo in the future, hahaha!"

While several people were bragging, two people in the venue also started a fight.

Randy took the lead in attacking, "The first soul skill, Ice Slash!"

The sword energy filled with icy coldness roared towards him, and wherever it passed, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground.

Qin Feng did not panic because of this. Even when he fought against Zhao Wuji, he did not show any flaws, let alone an ordinary Soul Sect.

His movement was very simple. He took a step forward with his left foot and stepped heavily on the ground. After a loud bang, the area centered on Qin Feng's left foot exploded.

There were large-scale cracks on the extremely hard ground.

The next moment, Qin Feng turned around, and the Seven Kills Sword in his hand flew out like a javelin, rushing straight towards Randy in front of him.

Randy's expression changed greatly, but his body had already rushed forward, and there was no chance to retreat. So Randy didn't bother to talk nonsense, and the thousand-year soul ring beside him instantly merged into his body.

"The third soul skill, Black Ice Shield!"

A huge shield appeared silently in front of him. As the two collided, the Seven Kills Sword instantly penetrated Randy's third soul skill.

Randy looked heavy and turned sideways to avoid Qin Feng's Seven Killing Sword.

It's not that the Seven Kills Sword can't defeat him, but that under the resistance of the black ice shield, the flying shock wave has already lost any power. It's very good to be able to break his shield.

In the face of murderous intent, the Seven Killing Sword is absolutely unprecedented, even the Ice Level Sword.

At this time, Randy took advantage of Qin Feng's martial spirit behind him and charged in again.

It came roaring with a strong wind.

Suddenly, a cold and biting breath suddenly burst out in front of him. This temperature was actually several times more terrifying than the soul power exuded by his own martial spirit.

The surrounding frost suddenly turned into ice. Of course, this was not done by Randy, but by the young man in front of him.

Modi's whole body stopped in the icy coldness, "What a terrifying murderous aura, what exactly is this martial spirit?"

Without any time to think about it, Randy immediately stepped back a few meters away, completely distanced himself from Qin Feng as he saw the murderous intent approaching.