Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

What the hell is this? Dai Yueheng thought that if Ma Xiaotao came up, she would be dead. The best thing to do now was to admit defeat, but the pride of the White Tiger lineage did not allow him to do so. Even if it was not for his father, the gods in the sky might be watching!

Their White Tiger lineage has produced two gods!

Compared to Dai Yueheng's panic, Huo Yuhao seemed much calmer. The cold was beneficial to him and could even freeze his emotions, allowing him to calmly face an opponent whose soul power was more than thirty levels higher than his.

He held Frostmourne in one hand and walked towards Dai Yuheng at a leisurely pace. The cold hilt of the sword exuded a chill in his palm. The blade dragged on the ground, leaving a deep crack. Then, ice rushed out of the crack. At first, it was just some tiny pieces of ice, like spring bamboo shoots breaking through the ground. But soon, the ice spread rapidly along the crack like a surging tide. Wherever it went, the ground was covered with a layer of crystal clear ice, and the cold breath also filled the surrounding air.

Dai Yuheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately roared. A strong white light instantly gathered on his head, and his second soul ring lit up. Then, a ball of white light spewed out towards Huo Yuhao.

Thanks to the blessing of his ancestors whose bodies were still warm, he finally remembered how to use long-range attacks.

Under the effect of the three main body amplification skills, the attack power of the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave is also quite terrifying. A flash of white light as thick as an arm appears, and a loud rumbling sound bursts out in the air. Once it hits head-on, the power is no less than being hit by a level 5 energy-gathering soul guide cannon.

Huo Yuhao raised his left hand, and the diamond dragon scales made of ice crystals spread rapidly. He grabbed the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, and the white soul power stagnated in the air for a moment, and then became sluggish. He swept the back of his hand and swept away the frozen soul power, and his forward speed did not slow down at all.

At the same time, an ice-blue light appeared in the air like lightning and slashed towards Dai Yuheng. The light blade flew through the air, unexpectedly condensing without dispersing, just like a soul skill.

Dai Yuheng did not dodge, as he knew very well that he did not have much time. The previous fight with Jiang Nannan had consumed a lot of his soul power. He swung his left tiger claw and released his soul power, which turned into five golden light blades, and slashed at the center of the ice blade, his forward momentum unchanged.

"Puff--" the ice blade shattered, exploding into white mist all over the sky. Dai Yuheng held his breath, but still felt his whole body go cold, as if something was drilling into his body. His meridians and soul power were gradually freezing in the low temperature.

He gathered his soul power and, relying on his own powerful resistance, ignored all of this and continued to rush forward, chasing after Huo Yuhao.

The tiger claw pierced through Huo Yuhao's chest, causing exclamations from the audience, but Dai Yuheng only felt as if he was grabbing air. He shook his head vigorously, and Huo Yuhao in front of him gradually faded into a shadow and disappeared.

phantom?!

Distraction control is really a good thing! As long as it is developed properly, even the martial spirit can be used at the same time, but the swordsmanship still needs to be strengthened. Huo Yuhao sighed while raising his sword to slash at Dai Yuheng's back. The sword light, which was more than a foot long, condensed and did not disperse, bursting out a series of air-breaking sounds.

Damn twin martial spirits!

Dai Yuheng was a Soul Emperor who came from the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, and he could be said to have experienced many battles. As he landed, he slapped his tiger paws behind him, and the sharp claws on the tiger paws immediately outlined a large area of ​​golden light, colliding with the sword light of Frostmourne.

Huo Yuhao seemed to have predicted his actions. He swung his sword and cut off most of his tiger claws. His paws were obviously frostbitten.

Dai Yuheng became more and more frightened as his attacks could not land effectively. Huo Yuhao was not fast, but he could often clearly predict his actions and make effective evasions and counterattacks. He had tried to use fake moves, but still could not deceive his opponent.

Although Huo Yuhao was bent on revenge, he chose the safest way of fighting. Naturally, he could not compare with Dai Yueheng in combat experience. He could only constantly look for Dai Yueheng's flaws by simulating soul skills and mental interference.

If he loses, he will be skinned and his tendons will be removed. He is sure that Di Tian will do what he says.

Dai Yuheng only felt that the biting coldness was constantly pressing into his body. Although his body was strong and he tried to slow down the speed as much as possible, it was impossible to stop it completely.

Huo Yuhao used the force of a backward jump to lift his entire body into the air. A pair of huge ice crystal dragon wings instantly extended from both ends of his spine. Every slight vibration would bring up a gust of bitter cold wind, sweeping towards Dai Yueheng.

Soon, Dai Yueheng's body was covered with frost, and Huo Yuhao took the opportunity to adjust his posture in mid-air, tightly gripping the hilt with both hands and raising Frostmourne high.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and the air instantly condensed into ice flowers wherever it passed. As the sword of Frostmourne reached Dai Yuheng, whose eyes were already a little dull and his breath was even weak.

Tiansha Douluo raised his hand, and due to the cold air, a layer of frost formed on his eyebrows.

At this moment, Dai Yuheng suddenly moved. His movements were simple, he took a step with his left foot, lunged, crossed his arms, and blocked in front of him.

"Dang--" the sound of metal collision was heard instantly, and Dai Yuheng's right arm suddenly shone, and the dazzling golden light instantly protected his entire body. Huo Yuhao's sword was actually shaken away like this, and it was unable to produce any attack effect at all.

Immediately afterwards, the blazing white light flashed again, and this time, Dai Yueheng's body seemed to have transformed into a ferocious tiger, enveloping Huo Yuhao in the center.

It’s still the White Tiger’s destruction kill.

The light flashing on Dai Yueheng's right arm was a soul bone skill, which he had never used in a competition. This skill was called absolute defense. Unlike Jiang Nannan's invincible golden body, his absolute defense could only be used for a moment and once a day. But at that moment, his defense was invincible, provided that the opponent's attack must hit his right arm first.

"Puchi!" The sound of the sharp weapon penetrating into flesh and blood was so obvious on the competition stage.

At that moment, Dai Yuheng's eyes were filled with astonishment, as if he could not believe what was happening before his eyes. He could only hear the exclamations from the audience and the roars from his relatives below the stage.

A slender emerald green scorpion tail slowly appeared from behind Huo Yuhao. The tip of the tail, shining with a silver-white luster, was like the tip of the god of death's scythe, and it pierced Dai Yueheng's back accurately. However, he did not feel too much pain, because at the same time the hook tip pierced into the muscle, the extreme cold air instantly penetrated into it, freezing his heart and nerves.

He suddenly felt that everything in his body seemed to solidify, and then he could not feel anything.