Douluo: Strange Fire Martial Spirit, starting with a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Bang~ Dugu Yan, who couldn't stand it anymore, slapped Yu Xiaogang hard on the face.

"Keep your mouth clean, otherwise I won't mind killing you, you level 29 waste." Dugu Yan said in a fierce tone.

Flanders, who was hesitating whether to take action, suddenly heard Ning Rongrong's urgent voice: "Dean, that is the Jiuxin Haitang martial spirit, which is the best healing martial spirit on the mainland."

Xiao Wu's injury was serious, and Ning Rongrong had a good relationship with her, so she naturally wanted Ye Lingling to treat Xiao Wu.

"Jiuxin Haitang, what kind of martial spirit is this?" Flanders asked, not knowing.

Ning Rongrong explained: "Dean, this kind of martial spirit's status among the healing martial spirits is equivalent to the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda of the auxiliary martial arts. Its therapeutic effect is far beyond that of other martial spirits."

"Really!?" Flanders blurted out.

He checked Ma Hongjun's injury and found that it had been cut off, and ordinary healing soul masters would not be able to make it grow back.

After what Ning Rongrong said, Flanders believed that Ye Lingling could cure Ma Hongjun.

Humph, Ma Hongjun was originally injured by the people in their imperial fight, and it was only natural that he should be treated by them!

Having made up his mind, Flanders stepped forward and grabbed Dugu Yan's hand, "Haha, little girl, go treat our Shrek team. The slap you just gave Xiaogang is over."

After saying that, seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black appeared under Flanders' feet. The cultivation level of the seventy-eighth level soul saint was immediately exposed.

"You guys want to bully the small with the big?" Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes were cold. As long as Flanders dared to take action, she would definitely tell her grandfather about the matter after she returned.

Ye Lingling, however, had a different idea.

As a teacher, Qin Ming didn't stand up when his students were provoked by others. How could he be considered a teacher?

Yu Xiaogang glanced at Flanders and didn't say much.

Compared to himself, Tang San was more important.

"What if I don't!" Faced with Flanders' oppression, Ye Lingling was not afraid at all.

"Hmph, you are so brave. If that's the case, then I can only invite you to Shrek Academy as a guest!"

After saying that, Flanders reached out and grabbed Ye Lingling.

Faced with this kind of thing, the people in the Great Soul Fighting Arena did not come forward to stop it. In this case, don't blame Han Yu for not knowing the importance of his actions.

With a flash of figure, a figure whose whole body was wrapped in glass-colored flames stood in front of Ye Lingling and the others.

The hand that Flanders just stretched out was instantly burned.

"teacher!"

As the flames slowly dissipated, Han Yu's figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Han Yu, how dare you appear in front of me!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened and he roared: "Flanders, kill him quickly, he is a scourge to the entire continent!"

However, the aura he felt from Han Yu reminded Flanders of the scene when he was beaten a few months ago.

"It's you, you actually..." Flanders said with a trembling voice.

"How dare you hurt my students? Ha, very good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yu used a falling flame palm to send Yu Xiaogang and Flender flying away.

The time is not yet ripe. Killing Flender would be equivalent to fulfilling Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang's needs.

Han Yu would not let Yu Xiaogang live so comfortably. When the time comes, one by one, Shrek and these guys, Han Yu will definitely take care of them.

Dai Mubai, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, didn't even dare to fart when he saw this.

Soon after, under the leadership of Zhao Wuji, everyone in Shrek fled the scene in despair.

However, Han Yu's troubles were not over.

His palm just now overturned half of the Soul Fighting Platform, which made the senior leaders of the Great Soul Fighting Arena unbearable.

In an instant, a convoy of three soul saints, a dozen soul emperors, and dozens of soul kings quickly surrounded Han Yu.

"Oh, when Flanders took action just now, you didn't show up. I took action to bring justice to the students, but you jumped out. You really know how to choose the right time in the Great Soul Fighting Arena." Han Yu said in a cold tone.

The Great Soul Fighting Arena clearly wanted to target them, which made it difficult for him to endure his violent temper.

The old soul saint who headed the escort team stood up and said: "I don't care what grudges you have between you, but you need to pay compensation for taking action privately in the Great Soul Fighting Arena and destroying the facilities of the Great Soul Fighting Arena."

Han Yu sneered: "What if I don't!"

As he said that, he waved his hand, and fires ignited in many places in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

But he also held back. At least he didn't set fire to places where there were people.

Seeing that the battle was inevitable, the audience quickly fled the big spirit arena.

In just a few minutes, there was not a single spectator in the entire central main fighting arena.

"You're so brave, thief!" the leader of the old man shouted, and all the guards behind him activated their martial spirits.

"Haha." Han Yu sneered. He would not just wait for these guys to take action.

The Fire Cloud Stick quickly appeared in his palm, and at the same time, a blood-red soul ring appeared under his feet.

"One hundred thousand year soul ring!" Everyone in the escort team was stunned, and their bodies were stunned on the spot.

With a hundred thousand year soul ring, wouldn't this person in front of me...

Han Yu would not give them a chance to think. With a flick of his finger, the Fire Cloud Stick flew high into the sky and quickly grew in size.

"The eighth soul skill, Fire Cloud Destruction!"

When this soul skill is released, it is somewhat similar to Demon-Conquering Douluo's Sentient Crossing.

Both were stick-type martial spirits, and their soul skills were partially similar, which was considered normal. Han Yu did not dwell on this.

As the fire cloud stick fell, everything became quiet.

Unfortunately, the dog-licking Qin Ming was concerned about Shrek. When the latter left, he chased after him and did not see this scene.

"Senior, please be merciful, please be merciful." A middle-aged man dressed richly and with a bloated body quickly ran out.

Just now, Han Yu's blow was not intended to kill these people. To put it bluntly, they are just wage earners, and their students are still behind them. If the scene is too bloody, it might leave a psychological shadow on them.

The middle-aged man quickly ran to Han Yu's side and knelt down directly, "The little one who has no vision hit the seniors on the top of the mountain. Please be magnanimous and let them go."

These guards are the backbone of the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Without their presence, the Great Soul Fighting Arena will probably be looted by bandits near Soto City soon.

"Hmph, you bully the weak and fear the strong." Dugu Yan cursed angrily.

However, the situation of the other members of the Imperial Fighting Team was not optimistic, and she had no time for the stalemate in the Spirit Fighting Arena.

Han Yu didn't bother to pay attention to this clown, turned around, picked up Lingxiao and Zhu Zhuqing, who had consumed a lot of soul power, and left.

……

They definitely can't stay in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Fortunately, when entering the city, the Imperial Battle Team booked several suites at the Soto Hotel.

In the hotel, the injured people were gathered in a room.

Tang San's methods were quite vicious, and almost every part of the hidden weapons pierced into everyone's bodies were deadly.

"Fortunately, your soul power is not low." Ye Lingling wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with palpitations.

She didn't expect that Tang San would actually want to kill Huang Dou's team.

She was glad she hadn't been fooled in the first place.

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