Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

"Okay! Then please." Xue Qinghe made a gesture of invitation, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "But we have agreed in advance that no one will interfere in this competition. Whether it is life or death, it is Let’s look at each person’s abilities.”

"That's very good!" Tang San sneered, slightly clenching his palm, and a black light suddenly erupted in his palm. The Clear Sky Hammer with the mark of the Killing God Realm appeared in his hand, and six perfectly arranged souls, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black. The ring slowly spiraled up from his Clear Sky Hammer.

"Six thousand-year soul rings? I really underestimate you." Xue Qinghe subconsciously clenched his fists and said calmly: "But even so, you will still be defeated in my hands."

"Hmph, it's useless to talk more. Release your martial spirit, and I, Tang San, will defeat you in an upright manner." Tang San shook the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, feeling the weight from the hammer's body, and felt a lot more at ease.

"Then come!" Xue Qinghe's voice fell, and a brilliant golden light emerged from Xue Qinghe's body, and then started from his forehead and spread to his whole body in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, soul rings appeared on his body one after another. Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, appeared neatly. At the same time, his hair also turned into shining golden gold, with two pairs of pure white hair. The wings surged out from behind and spread out, and the body floated slowly as if it had escaped the control of gravity.

Under the strong golden light, Xue Qinghe's eyes turned completely golden, and a huge shadow with an unclear face appeared behind his body. It was the sacred Seraph Martial Spirit.

"Soul... Soul Saint!" After Tang San looked at the rising soul ring on Xue Qinghe's body, his expression suddenly turned ugly. The palm holding the Clear Sky Hammer couldn't help but tighten a little, and even his eyes Becomes blood red and panting like an ox.

"No wonder Xue Qinghe proposed a competition with me. It turns out that his soul power level has already exceeded level 70. In the competition of senior soul masters, there are two completely different levels with and without martial soul avatars. Damn it, I He actually fell into Xue Qinghe’s trap!”

Tang Xiao on the side was also shocked by Xue Qinghe's soul power level. How old is this guy? His strength has actually reached the level of Soul Saint. Even if he cultivated in his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to practice so quickly, right? What's more, with Tang Xiao's strength, he can naturally feel that Xue Qinghe is not an ordinary Soul Saint. His soul power level is at least level 78, which is infinitely close to that of a Soul Douluo.

In fact, Tang Xiao guessed right. Ever since Qian Daoliu told her about the gods, Xue Qinghe spent a lot more time practicing than when she was lurking in previous years, especially after accepting the fairy grass given to her by Tang Yin. The sacredness of Seraphim's martial soul has reached a higher level, and even the speed of cultivation is much faster than in previous years.

Because of this, Xue Qinghe's true soul power was already infinitely close to Contra. If he was given some more time, I'm afraid Tang San would not be facing the Soul Saint, but Contra.

"Tang San, let me know today how much strength you have reached, and let me clearly understand how much higher Tang Yin's strength is compared to you!" Xue Qinghe sneered and held up a hand behind his back. The golden tail flame flew towards Tang San like a shooting star chasing the moon.

Although his speed was faster than Tang Yin, Tang San clearly felt the gap between the two while flying. The Xueqing River in front of him became unreal, and the space around his body seemed to be slightly distorted. With.

The next moment, a bright golden light emerged from Xue Qinghe's body. The gorgeous golden light and the golden light and shadow behind him bloomed at the same time, and a powerful and sacred aura pressed towards Tang San.

"You actually have a domain!" Before he came into contact with the golden light, Tang San clearly felt that the domain attribute of this golden light should be the same type of ability as his own God of Death domain. Without a clear understanding of this Before he had the ability, he would never fight Xue Qinghe easily.

"Ghost shadow." With a light tap of the sole of his foot, Tang San quickly leaned forward, adjusted his posture to the optimum, and pushed his body back.

All of Xue Qinghe's mental power was locked on Tang San's body. The moment Tang San bounced back, Xue Qinghe decisively changed his attack method under the pull of his breath, from flying high to diving, heading straight towards Tang San. It left like a golden meteor falling.

"The first soul skill, Angel Assault!"

Xue Qinghe shouted in his heart, and the first soul ring that was bathed in golden light lit up. The sacred golden light enveloped his whole body. The surging sacred energy swept out of his body. The golden halo instantly condensed towards his right fist, and then he punched towards Tang San waved over.

"The first soul skill, Haotian Barrier!"

Seeing Xue Qinghe's rapid attack, Tang San took a deep breath, his hands turned jade color at the same time, the first soul ring on the Clear Sky Hammer lit up, the soul power in his body was running at a rapid speed, he held the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands at the same time, his body faced the wind With one move, he directly met Xue Qinghe's fist that glowed golden.

thump—

With a loud bang, the figures of Tang San and Qeren He separated instantly after a brief contact.

Xue Qinghe's forward body was seen to pause, and his body did not waver in the slightest. On the contrary, Tang San was thrown upside down by the bombardment. After scraping against the ground for nearly thirty meters, he could barely control his body.

After a brief contact, Tang San understood that Xue Qinghe's domain was very similar to his own ability in the God of Death domain, but his soul power was extremely special. Not only did he instantly dissolve the spirit attached to the Clear Sky Hammer, The soul power and even the internal power of Xuantian Gong are showing signs of melting away.

Tang San activated the Xuantian Technique to stabilize the turbulent soul power in his body, his eyes filled with purple meaning, and he instantly launched his mental attack, the Purple Demon Eye.

All of Xue Qinghe's mental power was locked on Tang San, so the moment he used the Purple Demon Eye, he felt a mental power that was no weaker than his own.

Xue Qinghe sneered, "Do you want to compete with me in mental power?" After saying this, Xue Qinghe's eyes suddenly emitted sacred golden light. The angel shadow behind him was bathed in sacred golden light, and its eyes also shot out two golden rays of light. Tang San's purple devil eyes retreated.

"Not good!" Tang San secretly thought in his heart. Before he could activate the Purple Demon Eyes with all his strength, the next second, Xue Qinghe's fists condensed with golden light came one after another and hit him on the chest.

"Puff..." With a puff, Tang San's chest suddenly sunk, and a stream of extremely bright red blood spurted out from his mouth.

Xue Qinghe frowned slightly, and a faint golden light spread out from his hand, blocking the blood spurting out from Tang San. Then the golden light from both fists gathered and slammed into Tang San's back.

There was just a crunching sound, and the damaged Eight Spider Spear on Tang San's back was completely shattered. Severe pain came from his back, and Tang San felt his body go weak, and he was about to fall to the ground.

However, before his body touched the ground, Xue Qinghe grabbed his head and gave him a heavy knee, followed by a 180-degree flying kick, and kicked Tang San in the face, knocking him to the ground. Kicked out.

"Xiao San!" Seeing this emotion, Tang Xiao shouted worriedly, and with a movement of his body, he caught Tang San's weakened body.

"Ahem...Uncle, I haven't lost yet." Tang San was held in Tang Xiao's arms. His face was slightly deformed by Xue Qinghe's kick. After his teeth were kicked out, his voice became much weaker. .

"Xiao San! Stop fighting. Just admit defeat. If you keep fighting you will die." Tang Xiao couldn't bear to watch Tang San being beaten to death, so he tried to persuade him with good words.