Douluo: My martial spirit is Xuanyuan Xia Yujian

That night, Mo Yang Douluo, the second elder of the Haotian Sect, came to visit secretly.

After hearing the marriage proposal of the thin elder with long eyebrows in front of him, Xuanyuan Qingli agreed immediately.

After all, Tang Yuehua is also a top-notch mature woman. Although she is a bit older, she still looks like she is in her twenties. She is still a plump and beautiful woman.

As for whether Tang Yuehua was sincere, he didn't really care. No matter how much a sheep plots in front of a lion, it will be eaten.

In the next few days, both parties are discussing related matters. It is a very complicated matter for multiple parties to join forces to deal with Wuhun Palace. Their respective requirements and obligations are clear and cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

Xuanyuan Qingli did not participate much in these matters and left them to Ning Fengzhi to negotiate. Now that the two of them are one in the outside world, they will naturally have an advantage when negotiating terms.

The game is still going on. For a week in a row, the Royal Dou Team is still winning continuously without encountering any decent resistance.

Another unstoppable team is Shrek, because Zhang Wei, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo can play again, plus a soul king-level Tang San, apart from the Huangdou Team, there is really no opponent.

It's just that Shrek's good situation couldn't make Yu Xiaogang smile. The damage that night was too great. Not only did it leave physical sequelae that are difficult to recover from, but the shadows and trauma in his heart also made him often wake up from nightmares.

Not to mention that the incident has been widely known to everyone, and he has now become a laughing stock and a clown in the eyes of the world. This is the biggest torture for Yu Xiaogang, who has low self-esteem and is sensitive, and cares about reputation more than life.

Fortunately, Tang San's performance made him happy and could somewhat heal his broken heart. As long as Tang San can become an unparalleled powerhouse in the future, then what Yu Xiaogang lost will be regained twice as much.

"The first match of the 20th round of the Soul Master Competition, the Imperial Fighter Team versus the Kamikaze Team."

On the ring, both sides finished saluting and activated their martial spirits.

The seven members of the Royal Fighter Team had cold expressions, while the Kamikaze Team had solemn expressions.

More than half a year ago, Feng Xiaotian publicly challenged Huang Dou Team and ridiculed Xuanyuan Qingli. Then Huang Dou Team threatened to teach Feng Xiaotian a lesson during the game. Now they really faced each other. The six members of Kamikaze Team except Feng Xiaotian They were all complaining secretly, and couldn't help but blame Feng Xiaotian in their hearts. They prayed that if the Royal Dou Team wanted revenge, they would retaliate against Feng Xiaotian alone, so as not to implicate them.

The last time Feng Xiaotian played against Shrek Team, he was too conceited and suffered a disastrous defeat. All seven Kamikaze Team members were severely damaged. After losing several games in a row, the other six Kamikaze Team members criticized Feng Xiaotian.

Now, because he inexplicably provoked the Royal Dou Team and incurred the hostility of the other team, the game that could have been scheduled to end may very well turn out to be very tragic, which can be said to be a model of cheating teammates.

And if they lose a few more games, Kamikaze Team will be eliminated. This is the most unacceptable thing for everyone.

The Imperial Fighting Team has nothing to say here. They have long wanted to teach Feng Xiaotian a lesson. Women always hold grudges, so if Feng Xiaotian offends them, they will never get over it.

One minute later, the competition officially started. Without saying a word, Feng Xiaotian used the amplifying soul skill, the gale-winged soul skill, and the thirty-six consecutive blast soul skills, and swooped down from the air towards Ye Lingling, who had the least fighting ability. Attack comes.

"Snake Blade/Dragon Blade!"

"Dragon body!"

"Vajra Battle Spear/Vajra Battle Spear!"

"Seven Detectives of Coiling Dragon/Coiling Snake!"

Meng Yiran took over the task of dealing with Feng Xiaotian without hesitation.

It's not because she is the strongest, but because her martial spirit has a long attack range. The black ice snake spear is two meters long. After using the snake blade soul skill, the spear tip extends another meter, reaching three meters.

The Fire Dragon Spear was originally four meters long, but after using the soul skill, it was five meters long.

The Dragon Blade and Snake Blade increase the attack distance, solidity and penetration of the spirit, the Dragon Body increases its own strength, and the Vajra Spear increases the strength, attack power, and sharpness by 150%, plus The fifth soul skill of tens of thousands of years, Panlong Qiztan.

This is simply Feng Xiaotian's nemesis. If Fan flies any lower, he will be skewered on the gun immediately.

When Feng Xiaotian saw the two sharp spears, one long and one short, his pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply. Halfway through the rush, he hurriedly changed direction and flew upwards, still a little too slow. Amidst the blood spattering, he There are seven more shallow holes in the body.

"Damn it!"

Feng Xiaotian was hovering in the void and did not dare to come down. As a result, his thirty-six consecutive blows could not be accumulated through continuous attacks. This soul skill was stillborn.

Meng Yiran saw Feng Xiaotian hovering in the sky, and when he was about to attack his opponent, with spears and spears flying across the sky, two soul sects fell into dust from the void in the blink of an eye.

The other four soul sects were also in a panic. Although they flew high and the sisters Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing on the ground could not attack them, Xue Ke, Bai Chenxiang, and Tang Yueliang were still enough to crush them.

While Bai Chenxiangyan shot down an enemy with a double kill, Tang Yueliang also used her third soul skill.

"Snow silk rain!"

Countless snow silk threads suddenly appeared in the void, each one extremely thin and sharp, covering the void like rain.

Two of the Kamikaze Sentai Soul Sects were immediately unable to escape. They were cut and bruised by the sharp silk. Although the injuries were not fatal, they were extremely painful. Moreover, the silk became tighter and tighter, and the harder they struggled, the deeper they penetrated into the flesh. If it weren't for Tang Yue Yue Pay attention to propriety, they may have their hands and feet cut off at this time.

A layer of blood mist enveloped the void, and the remaining soul sect who was fighting Xue Ke was so frightened that he left his opponent behind and flew off the ring, fleeing without a fight.

When Tang Yueliang withdrew the Snow Silk Rain soul skill, the two soul sects fell to the ring with a thud, their entire bodies stained red with blood, and they let out shrill wails.

Ye Lingling frowned, and a ball of milky white light fell on them. After a while, the skin injuries were almost healed.

"thanks, thanks!"

The two men got up from the ground sweating profusely, bowed gratefully to Ye Lingling, and helped their companion who was shot down by Meng Yiran to walk off the ring.

Feng Xiaotian was the only one left in the Kamikaze Sentai who was hovering high in the sky, not daring to land, and because he was too embarrassed to sheath the sword because of his big words, it was more uncomfortable for him to admit defeat than to kill him, so he just wore it out.

"He thinks he can avoid our attacks like this? Look at me."

Bai Chenxiang activated her teleportation soul skill and suddenly appeared beside Feng Xiaotian, kicking him on the waist and causing him to fall down.

Feng Xiaotian hurriedly tried to stabilize his body in mid-air, and then Bai Chenxiang teleported one after another and kicked him to the ground several times. Stars appeared in his eyes and he vomited blood. Meng Yiran hit him on the waist with a spear, completely killing him. Weary on the ground.

"Stop, we admit defeat!"

Ying Qianli, the leading teacher of Shenfeng Academy, shouted loudly, but his words were delayed for a while, and Feng Xiaotian had already fallen to the ground.

When Tang San witnessed the Kamikaze team's clean defeat, his face became gloomy, and he had no intention of watching the rest of the game.

He is also a Soul King, and he thinks he can't lose to anyone in the Royal Dou Team. However, there are six Soul Kings on the opponent's side, and he is ultimately unable to defeat four of them with just two fists.

Taking a look at his useless teammates, Tang San felt furious. When they fought with him for Xiao Wei, each of them was braver than the other, but when facing the enemy, they were all weak.

Tang San was so angry and depressed that he didn't even bother to say hello. He walked out of the spirit fighting arena alone to relax. As he walked, he suddenly realized something was wrong.