They naturally didn't know that Gu Ning also left his hand.

This situation caused the host's face to change slightly, and he sent a signal directly on the main stage to summon a few Soul Emperor-level powerhouses to support the protective shield and suppress the field.

After all, this is a big soul fighting arena, there are strong players like a forest, and there is no shortage of such strong players.

Moreover, the arrival of these men did not stop Yin Meishuai, and now he is still very angry.

At this moment, the voice of anger roared out again: "Evil-demon-voice-wave!"

The sound waves spread frantically in his mouth, pressing cold air on Gu Ning's body in circles, disintegrating pieces of ice mist.

This person is desperately trying to resolve the game with one blow.

Gu Ning shook his head. Although this person's methods are strange, they are not uncontrollable.

Because the other party wanted to end the game as soon as possible, they arrived as promised.

"The second soul skill—Jian Wuhen!" "What is the first soul skill? I don't know!" Gu Ning asked, "I only know that my sword has two souls, one for myself and one for me. The person. Gu Ning raised the Rentian sword in his hand and began to whisper softly.

And when the sound fell, a cold mist that was several times thicker than before was enveloping behind Gu Ning, pressing directly on the domineering black sound wave.

When it comes to the purity of soul power, Gu Ning is full of confidence. Because of his soul power, it has evolved from the formula of the heavens, and he is inseparable.

But when the ice fog overwhelmed the black sound wave, Gu Ning's body was slightly insane at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt down on one knee with his long sword inserted into the ground.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, coughing!

Just after he finished speaking a few words, blood spewed out again from his mouth, his whole body trembled, and his brain became brighter for a while, as if it was about to split open.

What soul skills?

Gu Ning gritted his teeth and stood upright. Although he was suffering from pain every second, he still gritted his teeth and walked tenaciously.

"Ah? You are still able to hold your ground. Very good, very good, but now that you are like this, you should have reached your bottom line!"

Yin Meishuai took the microphone and walked towards Gu Ning leisurely, swaggeringly raised his middle finger to Gu Ning and spoke again.

"Goodbye, my ice swordsman. If you can persevere to the end with my fifth and first soul skills, you are already very good. Drink!"

The first soul skill?The fifth soul skill?

What Yin Meishuai said made Gu Ning extremely astonished, he didn't see anyone who let go of the fifth soul skill at all.

Besides, what kind of soul skill is it that a mere ten-year soul ring plus a thousand-year soul ring can put him down?
But Yin Meishuai was not polite to him, and the black sound wave came out of his mouth again, shouting at Gu Ning in front of him.

Exercising a ten thousand year soul skill requires huge soul power support, therefore, it is better to fight quickly.

Otherwise, after a while, he would be embarrassing if the duel between the two ended in a draw due to the exhaustion of his soul power.

After all, his physical fitness was weak, only his voice.

But just when the black sound wave was about to touch Gu Ning's body, Gu Ning, who was originally out of breath, suddenly shot out countless sword qi.

Its sharpness actually shattered all the shields around it.

"Kakkaka."

Plop plop plop.

The black sound wave that had originally reached Gu Ning's eyes was suddenly frozen and shattered at this moment, and Yin Meishuai was given a strong bombardment by the terrifying aura.

This sudden scene made everyone in the stands full of astonishment, that is, the soul emperors and hosts beside the ring also looked at each other and smiled at this moment.

Not at all aware of the real situation just now.

In an instant, the victory was transferred in an instant.

"I declare: Bibi. The game is over. The winner. Ice swordsman!"

After listening to the host's announcement of the results, Gu Ning looked at Yin Meishuai, who was lying on the ground and passed out, shaking his head and dragging his injured body down from the arena.

As for the host's surprise encounter, I didn't care much about it.

"Are you ok?"

"Bastard motherfucker. Just waiting for it to be driven off. See I won't burn it to charcoal!"

"Yes, it's my share!"

"..."

Gu Ning just came down from the fighting spirit field, but was immediately surrounded by Qiu Sanqi's men, and began to inquire about himself.

But Brother Gu saw it, and there was a slight smile on his pale face. He thought, even though he came to another world again, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's okay, a small injury will be fine!" "It's okay, it's not a big deal." Several people sat on the sofa, chatting while eating. "A small injury, nothing serious." Someone said, "But you have to pay attention to your body!" Gu Ning waved his hand lightly, and smiled at the seven people: "Let's go, I will take you to have a good meal today, to fight wits and courage, Don't be polite to me! "

Hearing what he said, Ma Hongjun, who was originally righteous, spit from the corner of his mouth at this moment, and his appearance was ugly no matter what he looked at.

Gu Ning shook his head lightly, and put his arms around Ma Hongjun's shoulders: "Your image, it's the right way to care about eating enough, I'm afraid I don't care about eating enough either!"

"Hehe. How is that possible? Brother Gu, you are really rich. The one-month subsidy is too much, not to mention that you still have the prize from today's competition!

"Fatty, you can eat it!"

"Hahaha……"

A group of people walked towards the door of the Soul Fighting Stage talking and laughing, they were so tired from fighting, they might as well make up for it, it would make them feel sorry.

It's just that when they were about to walk to the door of the house, a big man in his thirties walked towards them from the side.

The target of the big man is not others, but Liu Zhuqing who is standing beside Gu Ning and supporting him.

"Little girl, let's go, I'm so happy for you. As long as you serve me well, of course I won't wrong you, I will go your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his salty pig's hand to Liu Zhuqing.

However, just when his hands were about to touch Liu Zhuqing's chest, the piercing coolness made the big man slightly startled, and he withdrew his hands reflexively.

After being forced to back away from each other, Gu Ning whispered softly, with a cold tone, which made the whole man tremble.

"Private fighting is strictly prohibited in the Great Soul Arena. I believe everyone should understand."

"you
"Let me stop, this is a big spirit fighting arena, those who disagree, go to the fighting spirit stage to fight!
Just when the big man felt unwilling and had to open his mouth to speak, a middle-aged man who was nearly forty suddenly came from a distance, walking two or three steps, walking towards both sides.

Although the tall man was originally arrogant, but when he saw the visitor, his burly body nodded and apologized to the other party.

"Director Ao, I'm sorry, I just didn't hold back for the time being, and there will definitely be no next chance."

Director Ao glanced at him, and said to Gu Ning: "He is Kuangxi, and he is also your competitor in the 7-player competition, Kuang Zhan. What's the problem? Let's go to the arena to resolve it in a while!"

Gu Ning clenched his fists in thanks.

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