Douluo's Night

The Imperial Fighting Team has gone to its second place.

Ye's dark eyes were indifferent, watching Yan turn away from his target and set his sights on Yu Tianheng.

But Yan knew in his heart that his soul power level was still a little far behind Yan's, so he didn't plan to fight him back and forth.

Yu Tianheng's face darkened, and he suddenly swung out his right arm, striking Yan with a thunderous dragon claw.

Yan did not dare to confront him head-on, and took a step back. The silver whip of night wrapped around his waist and took him away from the place. There was only a loud noise, and the Thunder Dragon Claw sank into the Soul Fighting Platform again.

Feeling the vibration coming from under his feet, Yu Tianheng's face turned ugly. It seemed that he still underestimated the usage restrictions of Ye Shi's third soul ring. Those annoying starlight spears appeared one after another. Even he felt a sense of irritation in his heart at this time.

His third soul ring was shining brightly, and a ball of extremely dazzling blue lightning flashed across his body. He ignored the retreating Yan and rushed towards the night.

Ye Zi saw the opponent's coach rushing towards him, with a hint of mockery and a chuckle in his black eyes.

A ball of black soul power spread from his hand, gradually covering his entire figure. From a distance, it looked like black soul power was burning behind his back.

Yu Tianheng did not dare to be careless. His second soul ring suddenly bloomed, and the countless snakes and lightning coiled around his body amplified at the same time. The next moment, they turned into countless thunder and lightning arrows and flashed towards the night.

Ye Xing's first soul ring flickered, and dozens of silver light guns rose from the ground, blocking Ye Xing's body like a wall of light, withstanding Yu Tianheng's lightning strike.

The next moment, the night retreated instead of advancing. His hands turned into fists, and he jumped over the silver wall of light and dived towards Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tian Heng Yile, you, a control soul master, are fighting in close combat with me, a power attack soul master.

呯咚

"team leader"

Yu Feng, who was in the sky, couldn't help being dumbfounded when he saw this scene. The next moment, he was mercilessly bombarded to the ground by Gu Liuyu.

Ye Zi rubbed her slightly numb palms and looked at Yu Tianheng who took a few steps back. He seemed to tilt his head in boredom and his third soul ring flashed a few times.

"Tsk." Yu Tianheng's mouth overflowed with blood, and he jumped up high and made a backflip. He obviously wanted to return to the center of the Imperial Fighting Team for treatment, but would the night let him go back without any injuries?

"Go down"

Ye Xie picked up the starlight spear on the side and threw it out.

"call out"

boom

Thunder and lightning crackled in the air, and the roar and explosion drew everyone's attention.

Hongyu Tianheng's body hit hard against the tortoise shells of the two Xuanwu Turtle Soul Masters before he stopped. Blood spurted from the wounds all over his body, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He looked at the night in disbelief. This guy is a control soul master.

"Assholes, I'm going to kill you."

Yu Tianheng's serious injury undoubtedly enraged the Huangdou team, especially the vice-captain Duguyan. As Yu Tianheng's confidante, seeing his man was besieged and severely injured by the opponent, and he had no time to rescue him, how painful this feeling was. .

The original green eyes turned completely purple, and even the green scales on the snake's tail were covered with a layer of lavender light. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of rich purple mist, which quickly spread in the air and headed towards the seven worlds of mortals. You drift away.

"Quick fight."

Ye Se was not afraid of toxins at all. He dodged into the purple poisonous mist, and the others quickly took out the mung bean popsicles and stuffed them into their mouths. This popsicle has an anti-toxic effect, and the effect lasts for three minutes.

Everyone who was studying strategies before the battle even started listed the Jade Phosphorous Snake Venom as a major difficulty, but with Shui Ningshuang's second soul skill, the problem was easily solved.

I saw a silhouette of a person flashing, and the night returned to its original position again. He was holding a person's collar in his hand. This person was Ye Lingling, who possessed the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit.

Dugu Yan was shocked when he saw this. When did Ye Zi make a move? How could Ye Lingling be subdued like this? You know, Ye Lingling is right behind him. Even if Ye Zi takes action, he will be alert.

Ye Zi glanced sideways at Ye Lingling, and after seeing the unwillingness in the other person's eyes, he threw her off the ring.

"It's over." Xie Yue swiped the moon blade, and Oslo jumped back, retreating a certain distance, fear flashing in his vertical pupils.

"I'm fine." Hu Liena breathed a sigh of relief. Although she said that, it was still tiring to fight against an opponent whose soul power level was several levels higher.

"How is it possible?" Dugu Yan looked at the night standing proudly, "Why are you okay?"

"Look up."

Ye Xie's breathing rhythm was much faster than usual. When he saw the other party asking questions, he immediately said casually.

Dugu Yan looked up and saw the stars and moon reflecting each other in the sky above the entire Soul Fighting Platform.

It was a night sky, a night sky that was too beautiful and the stars were twinkling softly. But the next moment, Dugu Yan discovered that the sky had collapsed.

The stars fell toward her. Dugu Yan's green eyes tightened, and his body suddenly became cold.

"Be careful," Yu Tianheng reminded quickly, but it was too late. Xie Yue's moon blade struck Dugu Yan's body, knocking the latter off the soul fighting platform.

"It's just an illusion." Ye Zi saw an illusion and eliminated the other party. He was also very bored, that's all.

He flicked his fingers, and the silver light gun imprisoned Yufeng and Oslo. No matter what soul skills they used, they could not break them.

"You guy... you used such a method in the first place... it would have been better." Yu Tianheng stared into the night unwillingly. He already felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier.

"That would be boring." Ye Xie glanced at Yu Tianheng, "You should admit defeat on your own, or should I ask you to go down?"

"Admit defeat." Yu Tianheng took a deep look at the night and then fainted.

The host quickly announced: "Team fighting spirit, the Seven Lords of the Red Dust will win"

Ye Xi ignored Yu Tianheng, who had fainted, and looked towards the audience.

There, he saw several familiar figures.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Tang San and Xiao Wu glanced at the night. Ning Rongrong, Tang San and Xiao Wu waved respectively, while Zhu Zhuqing saluted. They seemed to want to learn from this battle. What, so I came to watch the battle

"Are you injured?" Ye Xi saw the Qijun gathering gradually and looked them up and down.

"A bit, it shouldn't matter." Xie Yue said with a grin, and Gu Liuyu and Yan also nodded.

"You played beautifully, Gu Qingcheng, Shui Ningshuang, and you supported me beautifully."

Hearing Ye Shi's compliment, the two women's faces lit up.

This battle was won, and the victory was wonderful. In the audience, Xiao Han laughed, as if he had won.