The blood-red eyes from Douluo

Moth

As the two sides fought head-on, the pale golden soul power mixed with the gravel of the arena formed a shock wave visible to the naked eye, impacting in all directions.

With just the force of Jin Que'er's right leg pressing down, the arena under Wan Yusheng's feet, which was already cracking like a dead tree, finally couldn't bear it and collapsed, and his two calves were completely submerged under the arena.

Wan Yusheng's height advantage in hand-to-hand combat was instantly wiped out.All the disciples near the ring were delighted by this scene. This way, Jin Queer could use the opportunity to explode with stronger power and gain the absolute upper hand.

But Roy, who was always ready to take action to end the game, saw the difference and looked solemn.

"Asshole, is his body made of iron?"

Feeling the real force on her legs and the forceful figure in front of her, Jin Queer's beautiful eyes flashed with horror.

She indeed had the upper hand as the disciples in the audience thought.But precisely because of this, Jinqueer couldn't believe the results in front of her.

As the attacker, Jin Queer could feel it best. Faced with her power to break gold and gravel, Wan Yusheng's body was as motionless as a mountain, silently mocking her powerlessness.

All her power was perfectly blocked by a three-ring soul master who had not activated his martial soul.

At this moment, the self-confidence built up over many years in Jinqueer's heart unknowingly showed a crack.

But no matter how horrified I was, I no longer dared to believe it.She could only grit her silver teeth, and her manic soul power blessed her legs regardless of the consequences, struggling to maintain the downward pressure.

She could no longer retreat. Wan Yusheng would never let her go.If we don't capture him quickly, the final result will definitely be a dilemma.

"Why do you have no strength?"

Suddenly, Wan Yusheng's cold voice sounded.Jin Queer, who was still trying his best to maintain his strength, panicked when he heard this.

Wan Yusheng felt the pressure on his arms getting weaker and weaker, and grinned.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.This sentence also applies to powerful soul masters.

Jinqueer's full strength cannot be underestimated.Even his body, which had been strengthened by the gold of living beings, almost collapsed.For a moment, he had the illusion that he was facing the Soul Emperor Dai Yaoheng.

But until now, it's just the end of the line.

"Now that you have no energy left, it's my turn to perform."

Before he finished speaking, Wan Yusheng suddenly pulled out his right arm, ignoring the tearing pain in his right hand, and forcibly grasped Jinqueer's ankle.

The next moment, Wan Yusheng used his own murderous intention as fuel, and the veins on his entire right arm popped out, and the remaining sleeves on his arms were directly shattered. The torrent of power combined with his right hand seemed to destroy Jinqueer's right ankle. Cut off life and death

Jinqueer screamed miserably, and a pain from her right leg occupied her brain, making her soul tremble.

The pain was not only coming from her body, but also from her martial spirit.

But after all, Jin Queer has been tempering his legs since he was a child, and with the strengthening of the martial arts blessing, even though Wan Yusheng tried his best, he could not crush them.

This time he was exhausted.

"Whoosh", a heartbreaking sound of breaking wind sounded, and a golden electric light struck his neck.

After a brief period of confusion, Jinqueer endured the pain and reacted quickly, showing off her superb fighting skills.

The original support point of the body was quickly switched from the left leg to the right leg being pinched by Wan Yusheng.At the same time, the left leg was mixed with the sharp soul power that had been condensed again, and it was swept out as fast as thunder.

Stimulated by severe pain, the speed of this blow even exceeded her previous limit. The fatal blow

"Crack." The crisp sound of fracture sounded.

Some of the younger female disciples couldn't bear to watch anymore and closed their eyes directly.

Although they didn't like Wan Yusheng, they were both disciples of the Noumenon Sect, but they were far from the point of wanting his life.

But immediately, they were intrigued by the surprised cries of the disciples around them. They opened their eyes and saw the tragic scene in the arena.

Wan Yusheng's eyelids couldn't stop twitching. He looked at his obviously bent and fractured left arm and the jade leg that was successfully blocked by his left arm. He showed a cruel smile to the panicked Jin Que'er.

Jin Queer's right leg was held in his hand, how could he not feel the shift of Jin Queer's center of gravity.He immediately put his left arm in front of his body.

At this moment, Jinque'er's legs were stretched out, and her greatest reliance not only did not cause much harm to Wan Yusheng.Instead, the whole person was completely hung up on him, completely passive.

Wan Yusheng didn't give her a chance to struggle again and shouted angrily.The muscles all over the body were tense, and his right arm was raised high while bearing the weight of Jinqueer's whole body, directly lifting Jinqueer above his head.

Wan Yusheng's body sank suddenly, and with a huge force in his right hand, he threw Jinque'er, who was so frightened that he screamed, to the ground. Before all the disciples were so frightened that their eyes widened and they wanted to rush to the ring, they fell hard to the ground. onto the arena.

"Pong"

The sound was not loud, but each disciple's brain seemed to have been hit unpreparedly by a heavy hammer, and his eyes were frozen in place without focus.

"Pfft, cough."

Jin Queer vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood, which dyed her white short sleeves red, making her look extremely dazzling. Her complexion instantly turned from flushed to bloodless pale.

The internal organs in the chest seemed to be squeezed together, and although the back that hit the ground first was protected by soul power, it still seemed like it was about to burst.

If his arms hadn't protected his head, this blow alone would have been fatal.

"Ahem, oh, I can't fall down yet. I can't lose to him."

The will in Jinqueer's heart was still firm, and she wanted to struggle to get up, but after such a violent impact, every part of her body seemed to be out of control and out of control of her will.

Moreover, her right ankle was still tightly held by Wan Yusheng.It looks like a flower with its calyx pinched and ready to be picked at any time

"Wan Yusheng, I want to kill you"

Jin Yanlong's hoarse voice was mixed with boundless murderous intent, and his originally upright appearance became a little distorted.He stamped his feet and rushed towards Wan Yusheng.

But as soon as he took a step into the ring, a majestic soul force knocked him back to where he was.

"According to the sect's rules, no one else is allowed to disturb him," Roy said with a cold face.

Jin Yanlong yelled angrily: "But Que'er is injured, uncle"

Roy's face darkened, but he could only turn around and continue to stare at the ring. This game was no longer decided by him alone.

"Tell me, do you want to die or live?"

Wan Yusheng held Jin Queer in front of him and asked without any emotion in his eyes.

Jinque'er coughed up a mouthful of blood, her eyes still filled with anger, "I would rather die."

"Pong"

Before Jin Queer could finish speaking, Wan Yusheng threw her to the ground.

"Want to die or want to live."

"Cough, die."

"Pong"

"Want to die or want to live."

"Poof"

"Pong"

Wan Yusheng no longer knows how many times he has thrown Jinque'er onto the ring. Her whole body has been completely stained red with blood, and there are scratches all over her body.It was extremely miserable.

He came to Jin Que'er again, but this time he didn't grab her ankles, but took her shoulders and lifted Jin Que'er upright for the first time.

"Want to die or want to live."

Jinqueer's body trembled, and she weakly opened her eyelids, her dull light green eyes still full of determination.

"Live, she wants to live. I beg you, please spare her."

"Wan Yusheng, we were all wrong. If you have any ability, come at us."

The disciples around the ring were begging for mercy, yelling and cursing, and some of them had already activated their martial spirits and charged towards the ring, but they were all blocked by Roy.

Wan Yusheng ignored the commotion in the audience, but this time he clearly did not throw Jinqueer away again. Instead, he looked into her eyes and said:

"Jinque'er, why bother? Have you really understood what kind of person Sami is? She is using you to kill me, but now you are about to die, can't you just give in and let me spare your life?"

"Sister Sami...it's impossible...to lie to me."

An extremely weak voice sounded like the sound of a mosquito. Jinqueer used all her strength to squeeze out these words. Even if she was close to death, her firm belief still did not change at all.

"Hey"

Wan Yusheng shook his head helplessly. The next moment, the scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan opened again, and the triangle in the red pupil rotated again.