Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

The master is worthy of being a master in the world of martial arts theory. After seeing Xue Qinghe’s martial spirit clearly, his pupils couldn’t help but shrink, and he said to Xue Xing and Xue Beng beside him: “Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, this Xue There’s something wrong with Qinghe’s martial spirit. Although I can’t see clearly the true nature of his martial spirit, I guarantee my reputation that the inherited martial spirit of the Tiandou Empire royal family is definitely not like this. There is something wrong with Xue Qinghe!”

Xue Xing and Xue Beng secretly nodded. They had noticed something was wrong just now. Now that the master said it, they felt something was even more wrong.

The master observed carefully and couldn't help but said to Tang Xiao: "Sect Master Tang, there is definitely something wrong with Xue Qinghe's martial spirit. Please take action to capture him, otherwise the mistress will be in serious danger."

"Master, don't be impatient. Let us study Xue Qinghe's martial spirit carefully before we draw a conclusion." Tang Xiao frowned slightly and said in confusion: "Strange, why does the aura on Xue Qinghe's martial spirit seem familiar? Is it possible? Have I seen it?"

Just when a few people were thinking about what Xue Qinghe's martial spirit was, Tang San was in misery.

I saw Xue Qinghe's body floating in mid-air, his golden eyes without any emotion, staring at Tang San with cold eyes. The next moment, the golden light erupting from his body expanded instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it directly enveloped several people. An area of ​​one hundred square meters.

"Tang San, do you feel the gap between us? Just accept defeat obediently. Compared with your brother Tang Yin, you are really far behind."

Xue Qinghe's cold voice came out, and Tang San's expression was also ugly to the naked eye.

"It's Tang Yin again, it's Tang Yin again, you all want to compare me with Tang Yin!" Tang San's eyes were blood red, and a huge and cold murderous aura swept out of his body.

"Are you still trying to resist?" Xue Qinghe sneered, and the Angel Domain expanded, instantly covering Tang San's God of Death Domain. The overwhelming murderous intent in its domain was suppressed and melted by the divine aura.

"What's going on? The murderous aura and soul power in my body are losing rapidly." Everything around him instantly turned golden. Tang San first felt the strong pressure from all directions, and the Killing God Domain he just released turned out to be Being suppressed, he was unable to resist, and even his body became sluggish.

"Killing God Realm, open! Killing God Realm...Killing God!"

No matter how Tang San resisted, his God of Death Domain could never be released, and the feeling of soul power being purified and dissolved reappeared. This feeling also made Tang San completely panic, and he desperately wanted to use the God of Death Domain to fight against this feeling. The effect, unfortunately, is just in vain.

The gap in soul power levels suddenly became apparent. After Xue Qinghe displayed his martial spirit true form, Tang San's domain could no longer have an effect on the angel domain. Moreover, it was not that the killing god domain could not be released, but was blocked by the angel domain. That sacred aura of light was so oppressive that it could only shrink within Tang San's body, barely resisting the effect of the sacred aura on purifying the soul.

"Tang San, suffer death!" Xue Qinghe shouted, and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was a long sword completely condensed with golden flames. The terrifying energy fluctuations on it made Tang San's heart tremble. The body retreated involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Qinghe's figure became illusory, and he rushed towards Tang San with a golden sword in hand.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Tang San gritted his teeth, stretched out the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand to face the wind, and swung it like a whirlwind.

"Haotian Hammer, random cloak!"

Without any hesitation, with the powerful force of the first hammer, Tang San twisted his body, raised his arm, and quickly swung out a hammer. Then, before the power of the first hammer had completely disappeared, the second hammer followed closely. , the power of the two hammers merged with each other.

Facing the Clear Sky Hammer wielded by Tang San, Xue Qinghe's face showed no expression and remained extremely calm. His body circled freely in the field like a fish swimming in the sea. He speeded up again and pointed forward with the sacred fingers in his hands. He went straight to Tang San and stabbed him.

His sacred sword is condensed from the sacred fire of his fifth soul skill. Not only is its attack power extremely powerful, but it can also increase the purification effect of his own soul power by 300%. Once anyone is killed by one Sword, the soul power in the body may be directly dissolved.

With a loud bang, the sacred sword collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, and the energy ripples of the sacred aura exploded. Tang San's random cloak hammer technique only reached the fifth hammer, and his whole body was shaken by the terrifying energy fluctuations. Fly out.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe struck out with another sword. Just when the sacred sword touched the Clear Sky Hammer again, Tang San's hand turned jade-colored. The Tang Sect's unique skill of Controlling the Crane and Capturing the Dragon, unexpectedly Desperate to resist Xue Qinghe's attack.

With a bang, Xue Qinghe felt as if a lot of his strength had been reduced invisibly, and the sword did not have the effect he wanted.

Taking advantage of the gap in the resistance, Tang San quickly swung the Clear Sky Hammer a few more times, and the power condensed on the hammer increased sharply again. Tang San sneered: "Xue Qinghe, even if your soul power is higher than mine. So what? When I display the complete cloak hammer technique, you will be defeated!"

Xue Qinghe's eyes were filled with golden light, and he was as smart as him. When Tang San mentioned the Luan Cloak Hammering Technique, he had already looked for the flaws in Tang San's Hammering Technique.

Soon, Xue Qinghe also found the flaw in Luancai Hammering Technique. He held his breath and took a deep breath. An extremely sharp and long roar came out of his mouth. At that moment, his eyes suddenly spit out Intense golden flame.

This is his sixth soul skill, Angel Roar!

This soul skill is launched through a mental attack. Through a special conversion method of soul power, half of the soul power is converted into mental shock in an instant. Once hit, you will receive a strong mental shock.

In just one breath, Tang San's whole body fell into a state of rigidity, and the random cloak hammering technique was interrupted without any surprise. He wanted to get rid of this control by struggling, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free of the snow. Qinghe displayed the angelic roar.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Qinghe pursued the victory, taking advantage of Tang San's stiff state, and struck Tang San with the sacred sword in his hand. He actually wanted to kill Tang San with one blow and avoid future troubles forever!

Feeling the blazing flames burning on the sacred sword, Tang San panicked and quickly shouted: "Uncle, save me! Xue Qinghe is going to kill me!"

Seeing Tang San call Tang Xiao so shamelessly, Xue Qinghe's body stopped in mid-air, her golden eyes filled with coldness, staring at Tang San, saying: "Tang San, what do you mean by this? ? Is it possible that you are planning to ask your uncle to break the bet? "

Hearing this, Tang San took a deep breath, glanced at Tang Xiao who was ready to take action at any time, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Xue Qinghe, I didn't break the bet, I have the advantage now, why do you think you won? "

"Furthermore, your soul power level is higher than mine. This bet is inherently unfair. Why should I fulfill the bet if it's unfair? We have reached this point today. Do you think we can still ease up? Is there any room? Or do you really think I will let you go? Snow-clear-he!"

Hearing Tang San's remarks, Xue Qinghe's face also became a little ugly. Although he had already guessed that Tang San might not abide by the bet, he didn't expect that he would be so shameless, but shamelessness means shamelessness. Well, the worshipers from the Enshrinement Hall have also arrived outside the palace.

"Okay, okay, okay." Saying "ok" three times in a row, Xue Qinghe put away the sacred sword, clapped his hands, and said sarcastically: "Tang San, don't you think you are just? What? You have chosen to be a beast now. ?"