Douluo's defense is king

Zhao Qingyun still hugged the huge butcher knife with tears in his eyes. The classic scene reappeared again, Zhao Qingyun held the butcher knife and lifted off like a rocket.

This time, because it was the eighth soul skill of combining human and sword, Zhao Qingyun used all his strength to attack with Divine Wow. After all, the purple-haired old man was also in the sword. What if he was shocked to death in his martial spirit?Isn’t everything going to be fine?

It didn't fall quickly until it reached more than 20 meters in the air. With a "bang", a knife hit the ground again. The destructive power was obviously not enough and it did not destroy the ground of the Tai Chi battlefield.

A voice came from the butcher's knife: "Kid? How about it? Your fourth soul skill is still a little bit behind. How about we part ways? They say you can't do any harm to me!"

Zhao Qingyun looked at the butcher's knife lying like a corpse. Damn it, the purple-haired old man didn't use his eighth soul skill on him anymore. He just closed the knife and stayed inside the butcher's knife.

"Old guy, your eighth soul skill can't be maintained forever! Let's see how long you can stay in it!" Zhao Qingyun never expected that things would develop in such a weird way.

The purple-haired old man said: "Kid, this dimension of yours can't exist forever, right? After all, it's just the fifth soul skill, let's just use it up!"

Zhao Qingyun ran over, and with the eleventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu plus various power increases, a Hercules punch exerted hundreds of thousands of kilograms of force, and when it hit the purple-haired old man's martial soul true form, the pig-killing knife , the sound of iron was heard, but it had no effect.

The purple-haired old man in the butcher's knife said: "Kid, the martial spirit is a very magical thing. It can be seen that you are indeed very powerful, but so what! You can smash my martial spirit's true form. No, have you ever seen a martial soul’s true body being beaten to pieces?”

Zhao Qingyun punched the butcher knife dozens more times, leaving some fist marks on it, but it did not break the martial soul's true body as expected.

Zhao Qingyun was speechless, so just waste it. After all, the Wuhun Avatar can only last for half an hour. By then, there will be no Wuhun Avatar. It depends on how he can use the sword and man as one.

As Zhao Qingyun stopped, the Tai Chi battlefield fell into an eerie silence. There were no flowers, grass and trees, no wind, no sunshine, and even no soil on the ground. It remained at 25 degrees forever, and there was no living thing except the two of them. , fortunately there is air inside and it remains bright.

As time went by, Zhao Qingyun once again returned to his best condition. Boredom was boring, and he hammered the butcher's knife with bang bang bang.

He hit the butcher's knife from here to there, from left to right, but it was of no use.

"Kid, are you anxious? They say you can't break my fusion of human and sword. Is the duration of this space about to end? Let me go. I promise that I won't do anything harmful to heaven and earth in the future. I can swear it!" The purple-haired old man's voice came out from the butcher's knife again.

It seems that the martial soul fusion skills of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing also hide the two of them in the inner space of the martial soul, but the martial soul true body of the beast martial soul and the martial soul true body of the weapon martial soul are different. The beast martial soul is a human soul fused into one, and the true body of the beast martial soul can be harmed.

The weapon soul's martial soul true body is different. People do not have a true body. Soul skills can attack the soul master. The soul master's defense is obviously only average.On the contrary, his Weapon Spirit Avatar may require at least Super Douluo or above regular power to break it up.

This human-sword-in-one soul skill has to be said to be an eye-opener for Zhao Qingyun. As long as he doesn't use the three swords, he can stay in it. Zhao Qingyun estimates that this is the first time for the purple-haired old man to use a soul skill like this. It's really... Being forced by Zhao Qingyun, he had no choice but to do so.

Zhao Qingyun didn't know if there were any restrictions on the combination of man and sword. There should be some, but it was obviously impossible for the purple-haired old man to tell him.

Zhao Qingyun said calmly: "Old guy, it's you who should be anxious, right? It's been almost 10 minutes since your martial soul's real body has passed. By then, your martial soul's real body will be over. Let me see where you run. I The space is more than three and 10 minutes!”

"Kid, let's wait and see. Even if you have 10 minutes left, you may not be able to make it through. By then, I can run away no matter how fast I am."

"Then let's wait and see!" Zhao Qingyun stopped talking nonsense and just spent it like this!

Another five minutes passed quickly, and Zhao Qingyun heard the voice of the purple-haired old man again.

"Little brother, how can you let me go? As long as I can do it, you can ask me, storage soul guide, blood sacrifice secret technique, my loyalty, these are all fine, isn't it much better than killing me? "

"Old guy, you are an evil soul master full of evil, and you slaughtered the lives of four towns in just a few days to practice cultivation. If I let you go, I'm afraid I will be punished by God!" Zhao Qingyun said sarcastically.

The purple-haired old man said: "Those people are not relatives and are not friends. They are all untouchables. Even the Tiandou royal family doesn't care! Besides, if you don't care for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you! My cultivation level is high, and I have taken refuge in you. I don't care about you. Wouldn’t it be more helpful?”

"It seems you still don't know my identity. My grandfather Qian Daoliu, my second grandfather Jin Crocodile, and my mother-in-law, the Pope of Wuhun Palace! There are several other grandfathers who are all super Douluo. You, a Soul Douluo who is full of evil, are nothing!" "

If the purple-haired old man was a normal soul master, Zhao Qingyun might actually be tempted, and it would still be very honorable to bring a loyal Soul Douluo out.

But an evil soul master who kills many people must not be accepted as his subordinate. This is not about Zhao Qingyun, this is just his moral bottom line. Although he is not a good person, he is not a bad person without a bottom line.

"Kid! So we don't have anything to talk about? Then don't blame me for the dead end!"

"The net may not be broken, but you must be a dead fish!"

"Man and knife unite! Kid, it's too late to regret now!" The voice of the purple-haired old man appeared again, but at this time, the huge pig-killing knife was raised high.

Zhao Qingyun didn't answer. It seemed that the purple-haired old man was going to fight for his life, just as he wanted.Zhao Qingyun didn't talk nonsense. Medusa's gaze was activated on the true body of the weapon soul. There were no accidents. Inanimate things cannot be petrified.

The first knife in the human-knife combination was held by Zhao Qingyun with both hands, but the powerful force still struck the top of his head.

After three consecutive blows, each one stronger than the last, the purple-haired old man has appeared, his face covered with blood. It is obvious that Tai Chi Cyclone is a regular soul skill, and even the person hiding in the weapon soul's true body has been harmed.

If he was seriously injured before he was slashed three times, he was now on the verge of death. Zhao Qingyun also felt uncomfortable. He was still seriously injured when he resisted three stabs, which was much more serious than the previous two stabs.But the situation is much better than that of the purple-haired old man.