Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

Well, it wasn't just Yan who felt incredible, the other people watching the battle under the ring also felt a lot of emotions in their hearts.

They were both soul kings, but Yan, who was from the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, was defeated so simply and quickly.

What if it were someone else?

Is this kid really human?

Your Majesty, did you see it?

For such a monster, shouldn't you accept him quickly?

However, everyone was disappointed. Looking at the changes in the ring below, Bibi Dong's face was as calm as water, with no anger, no surprise, no difference, and even no change in expression...

Well, among all the people present, probably no one except Liu Erlong and a few other women knew more about Yang Pojun's strength than she did.

After all, when Yang Pojun was still a soul master, he could force himself to take a step back by stimulating his vitality.

If not, how could he easily spare his life and secretly plan for him to solve the world's number one sect for him?

Therefore, when everyone was amazed and surprised, only Bibi Dong had the calmest expression on her face.

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boom……

On the field, as Yang Pojun defeated Yan, on the other side, Xie Yue finally caught up with Zhu Zhuqing in the red light.

Well, it's not so much that Xie Yue caught up with Zhu Zhuqing, but rather that Zhu Zhuqing was exhausted. After all, she had been consuming soul power to maintain running at high speed. Even if she was a soul sect, she couldn't hold on for too long...

On the other side, as Zhu Zhuqing was kicked off the ring by Xie Yue, the light in Yan's eyes completely dimmed, leaving only deep despair.

To be honest, as the golden generation valued by the Pope, they have long been accustomed to having their eyes set above their heads and being flattered by others. Suddenly they were defeated like a torment. For a moment, the gap in his heart made him feel extremely desperate...

"Yan, it's not shameful to lose to him. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Failure is not shameful. What's shameful is that we can't learn from failure. We are all still young. Don't care about temporary failure. We will practice hard. One day, we will Stand at the top of things!”

In the red light, Xie Yue's masculine voice sounded. She took a deep breath and stared at Yang Pojun with twinkling eyes. He said this not only to Yan, but also to himself.

Looking up at Yang Pojun, holding his chest, Yan nodded and walked down the ring in despair. He knew that despite this, Yang Pojun would be an existence that he would never be able to stand side by side with. .

As for myself, I can only keep working hard, working hard, and working hard. I may never be able to surpass him, but as a golden generation, I also have my own dignity and cannot catch up, so let’s pursue it...

In the ring, after a long period of fusion, most of the soul power of Xie Yue and Hu Liena had been consumed. They understood that they only had one chance to face the calm and calm Yang Pojun...

Win or lose, let's decide the outcome with one move...

The pupils of the two-chair shemale began to shrink violently, and veins bulged in the hand holding the moon blade.

"Now there are only two of us left in the ring. To be honest, we still underestimated you. However, if you want to beat us, you have to show some real skills. Next, what I want to use is my self-created soul." Technique - Yuanyue, as long as you can catch it, then I will lose, and I will be convinced of my defeat!"

between--

So aboveboard?

Do you need to solemnly remind your opponent before opening the big opening?

Your teacher hasn't taught you anything, so what do you mean by surprise?

Without wasting any more time, the fusion of Xie Yue and Hu Liena instantly enveloped Yang Pojun in red light.

The next moment, the body began to rotate extremely, and suddenly, the red light was filled with wind and clouds.

A faint purple light emerged from the bottom of his eyes. Yang Pojun squinted his eyes and saw the figure of Xie Yue missing in front of him. A huge white disk was turning crazily in the red barrier.

As the white disk rotates, a huge tornado forms around it, constantly swallowing the surrounding red light. As the white disk moves forward, violent energy sweeps in.

I rely on...

Isn't this a top?

With a twitch of the corner of his mouth, Yang Pojun silently looked at the Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Gun in his hand, and slandered in his heart: If you were a whip, you would be perfect...

Well, never mind what Xie Yue calls his self-created soul skill, but in Yang Pojun’s opinion, Xie Yue’s self-created soul skill is not much different from the spinning tops played by the men in the square...

However, Yang Pojun is very curious, tell me, spinning in circles at this speed... Xie Yue, isn't he dizzy?

Anyway, Yang Pojun felt dizzy just looking at it, and he didn't know how this unlucky kid came up with such an inhuman self-created soul skill.

Well, originally on the spring night, Yang Pojun was amazed that Xiaocai Die spun around eight thousand times for four hours, but compared with Xie Yue, Yang Pojun felt that Xiaocai Die was simply weak...

Of course, complaints are complaints, but I have to say that the power of Xie Yue's self-created soul skill should not be underestimated.

With the continuous rotation, the power of the slash was indeed strengthened, and the violent energy blew through Yang Pojun's clothes.

It was comparable to a blow from the Peak Soul Emperor - after putting some distance away, Yang Pojun restrained all his emotions, closed his eyes slightly, and collapsed all his energy. When he opened his eyes again, his energy had reached its peak.

The soul power was swallowed, and the third ring under his feet erupted with a deep black light. The next moment, the gun light distorted the air.

Facing the surging red tornado, the spear suddenly fell down.

In an instant, within the red light, apart from the red storm of the white disk, there was only gun light, a dazzling and stunning gun light.

boom!

A stinging explosion sounded!

The gun light and the red storm died together, mixed with the shock wave of sharp energy, devastating everything around them.

A light curtain suddenly appeared on the edge of the arena, blocking the shock wave. The red storm of scattered gun light collided with the light curtain, creating light shards and ripples of light and shadow like water waves.

The red light dissipated, and the fusion of Xie Yue and Hu Liena quietly separated. At the same time, they fell a few meters away, their expressions were sluggish, and blood spurted out from the corners of their mouths.

At the same time, Yang Pojun was also shaken by the force of the counterattack and took several steps back before he stabilized his pace.

Dust returns to dust, everything returns to peace, everyone holds their breath and stares at the ring intently.

After one move, the outcome is decided!

There is no doubt that although there are three people in the ring, two of them don't even have the strength to stand up now.

It was obvious that both of them had lost the ability to fight now.

On the other hand, Yang Pojun on the opposite side was in much better condition. Although he was also out of breath, he obviously still had energy left.

Therefore, the result of this battle is self-evident.

"We lost!" Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xie Yue looked at Yang Pojun opposite with complex eyes. Although he lost, there was no unwillingness or resentment in his eyes.

This game was open, fair, and just. Wuhun Palace fought against three soul kings and four soul sects. He and Hu Liena also used their last tricks, but they still lost!

Therefore, in this game, they lost heartily and without any excuses. The only thing they were unwilling to accept was that their strength was still too weak and they could not win the championship for the Wuhundian representative team.