When Douluo's stars shine

"The fourth soul skill: Rhino horn collision!"

"The second soul skill: Light of Clear Lotus!"

With the addition of the auxiliary soul master, the defensive soul master of the Wuhun team bravely stood at the front of the team.Even though the dancing metal fragments scratched deep scars on his body, he never took a step back.

We are a martial arts team, how can we lose here!Even if it means death...

And his teammates lived up to the opportunity he worked so hard for.The four soul rings on Fei Lian, the vice-captain of the team, lit up like a revolving lantern, and all the soul power was poured into the Wuhun Ruyi Golden Ring in his hand.

"The first soul skill: flying around; the fourth soul skill: golden light spell!"

The double rings rotating back and forth flashed with golden light and flew into the mighty storm.The steel made by Du Hui was far from hard enough to break the golden light. The double ring moved forward in the wind and rain,

"The third soul skill: Taishan Zhuo! The second soul skill: Ruyi Zhuan!"

The gold ring that was originally as small as a headband suddenly expanded and became almost as big as a millstone.Then, with a tooth-piercing friction sound, the golden ring rotated in reverse direction, carrying the air waves and storms, and encountered hundreds of collisions, scratches, and cuts in just one second.

It wasn't until the golden light dimmed and the golden ring was worn to the point of almost breaking that Fei Lian fell to the ground with a pale face.If the power of the storm had been greater, or if he had taken back his spirit a little later, his spirit might have been shattered on the spot and his future would have been ruined.

Platinum Bishop Salas's face changed, hesitating whether to admit defeat on the spot.It is a pity that the champion is gone, but the genius of Wuhun Palace cannot die like this...

He turned to look at the Pope, but Bibi Dong shook his head sullenly.He had no choice but to give up his plan to surrender.

The sacrifices of Fei Lian and the defensive soul master were not without value.Trapped by the soul power level, the quantity and quality of steel produced by Du Hui were limited after all. After repeated consumption, the entire storm had lost its original power.

"The fourth soul skill: Feiyan Continuous Slash!"

"The fourth soul skill: Titan Bombardment!"

After the agile attack type soul master and another powerful attack type soul master also exhausted their soul power, the terrifying storm finally ceased to exist, and Yu Xuanchang also ended his dragon transformation and fell to the ground without strength.

To be honest, there is nothing remarkable about this martial arts team. The only characteristic is the high level of soul power. No one in the team has a soul power lower than level 47.

But a high level of soul power means strong, but unreasonable.Relying on the huge soul power and powerful martial arts and soul skills, the martial soul team was able to fight off the terrifying storm gathered by Yu Xuanchang at the cost of four members. This was something that Wang Xing and others could never hope for. Thought-of.

But it doesn't matter, Zhan Chishu is still in full strength, and he can fly.

"Blood clothes, blood poison."

"The second one is: speed; the third one is: soul!"

Zhan Chishu, who was in peak condition, had high fighting spirit and attacked Meng Yun.

At this moment, there are only two people in the Wuhun team standing on the field who still have soul power: the control soul master and captain Meng Yun.

But Mengyun was not discouraged, and the fire in her heart burned brightly.

"Do you think you can win?" Meng Yun, who saw his teammates injured and falling, was furious. "You don't understand the power of the Soul King at all... Gui Teng!"

Wuhun understood Gui Teng's control system soul master and immediately took action to control Zhan Chishu.

"The second soul skill: restraint! The fourth soul skill: strangulation!"

Thick vines immediately burst out of the ground, trapping Zhan Chishu, who was covered in blood.

This can trap Zhan Chishu for at least ten seconds... Meng Yun counted silently in his mind, and his whole body rushed out like a spring.

——Even if he is practicing hypnosis, he is still the soul king possessed by the beast martial soul!He is not weak in hand-to-hand combat!

Meng Yun was not in a hurry to attack Wang Xing, who was in good condition. Instead, he flashed to Shen Feifei, who had little soul power, and kicked her off the ring without mercy.

The next one was from the Qibao Glazed Sect... Meng Yun repeated his old trick, dodged and rushed to Ning Anchen and kicked him again.But years of fighting training saved Ning Anchen's life. He blocked the attack at the cost of a broken hand.

At this time, Wang Xing paid no attention to Meng Yun who was going on a killing spree.When Zhan Chishu didn't get out of trouble, forcibly stopping Meng Yun was just a waste of soul power.What he has to do now is to get rid of the control soul master first.

You've used up your soul skills, right?Wang Xing, who was holding a lightsaber, sneered at the ghost vine soul master.In the past, he was fighting against strong attack and agility attack types. The handheld function of this lightsaber was like a decoration, but now it is no problem to kill a control type!

It took Mengyun a little effort to knock Ning Anchen down.But at the same time, Wang Xing had chopped down the ghost vine soul master, and Zhan Chishu was able to escape from the vine.

Meng Yun, who had already released the fifth soul skill and soul bone skill, did not have sufficient soul power reserves.But he knew very well that he would never be able to defeat Zhan Chishu with physical combat alone, he would have to rely on soul skills.

Meng Yun gritted his teeth: "The third soul skill: God-terrifying!"

An invisible mental shock hit Zhan Chishu right in the head.Zhan Chishu's resistance to mental attacks was indeed low, and he was stunned on the spot.

Meng Yun quickly endured the discomfort of insufficient soul power and punched forward, but the thick shield blocked his fist in time.

"Emerald Crystal Shield."

Mengyun expressionlessly smashed the shield with his fist, but another defensive soul skill stopped him again.

"Reflective silver mirror."

It’s not over yet!Meng Yun was angry and smashed the obstacle again, but the remains of the mirror suddenly exploded, covering his unprepared face.

After several delays, Zhan Chishu also broke free from the control and slashed at Meng Yun with his sword.

Meng Yun roared: "The fourth soul skill: mental whipping!"

The mental power turned into an invisible long whip and whipped towards Zhan Chishu, instantly beating him until his orifices were bleeding and he was confused.

Fortunately, Zhan Chishu was really afraid of mental attacks... Mengyun gasped and punched Zhan Chishu away, who was unable to resist.

Now Wang Xing finally had nothing to block him, but he still had his lightsaber to shoot out.

"Glazed Light Sword!"

"The first soul skill: spiritual shield."

The thin pink shield partially offset the power of the lightsaber explosion, but the aftermath still knocked Meng Yun to the ground.Under the continuous high-intensity fighting, his body could no longer hold on.

"Do you have no soul power?" Meng Yun collapsed on the ground, his tone still cold.

"Yeah, no more." Wang Xing spread his hands with a pale face, "But I still have physical strength."

"I'm sorry then..." A smile appeared on Meng Yun's lips, "I still have enough soul skills for one."

"The second soul skill: spiritual light wave."

Meng Yun gathered the last bit of soul power, condensed waves between his eyes, and launched towards the king star.

Don't say that Wang Xing has no soul power.Even if he still has soul power, he has no way to defend himself against disembodied spiritual attacks, so he can only surrender.What's more, Wang Xing is already at the end of his strength at this time.

In the end... I still won.Mengyun showed an expectant smile.