Douluo: Draw the sword hundreds of millions of times, Bibi Dong is addicted

"Let's go, I wish you good luck." Huang Wei said.

"Boss, you too." Zhang Qing nodded, then walked towards the stage.

There are nine teams, six of which are automatically matched, and the remaining three teams are also randomly matched for a battle, and the extra one advances ahead of schedule.

This is a very good luck.

There are four soul fighting platforms, and soul fighting competitions are held at the same time.

"It's started on their side." Yan looked at Huang Wei's direction and said.

The eyes of the three locked on this person.

The same is true for Salas sitting on the stage.

This is a talented person, and His Holiness the Pope has specially instructed him to do so.

"Let me see how powerful you are." Salas narrowed his eyes, showing a hint of expectation.

On the soul fighting stage, the people in front of Huang Wei are called Wang Tian and Li Ming.

One is the melee attack type, and the other is the agility attack type.

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth curled up, and he said coldly: "Dark horse in the first grade, I have heard of you, you are very good at swordsmanship, I hope you won't let me down!"

Li Ming sneered and said, "When you meet our two brothers, your dark horse road has come to an end!"

As soon as the words fell, the two simultaneously summoned the martial soul possession.

Wuyou is a black spear with flickering flames.

It's called a flame gun.

Liming is an eagle, and it flew up directly after possessing the body.

The sky is his advantage.

Huang Wei looked at them calmly.

The soul power emanating from both of them is level nineteen.

This kind of talent is indeed very good, and the age of the two of them is only about ten years old.

Wuyou and Liming looked at each other, there was no need to say much, because they understood each other's meaning based on their tacit understanding and cooperation over the years.

The corner of his mouth hooked.

"Flame Piercing Slash!"

Wang Tian held a flame gun, activated his first soul skill, and rushed directly towards Huang Wei!

"Eagle Assault!"

"Little sister, go down for brother!"

Li Ming launched the first soul skill and rushed towards Luo Ling.

Huang Wei closed his eyes, and Luo Ling hid behind him and summoned the Seven Sages Qinglan to be vigilant.

She believed in Huang Wei, otherwise she would have to jump down and admit defeat.

"Arrogant, you dare to close your eyes when you fight me!" Wang Tian said angrily.

Suddenly, Huang Wei's body shook, and a burst of sword energy rushed out, directly interrupting Wang Tian's soul skill and sending it flying.

When he was shocked, Huang Wei's eyes suddenly opened, and he drew out his sword and struck at Li Ming, who was thinking of Luo Ling.

Sword out!

With the ear-piercing sound of strong wind and sword!

Li Ming punched him, blocked it, his soul skill was like paper, and disappeared in an instant. The eagle claw shadow hit by the sword was directly shattered. outside.

In this way, one is easily eliminated.

"what!"

"Is the sword energy emitted by this son just now?"

"He actually achieved the effect of releasing sword energy?!"

"Could it be his soul skill? But the soul ring didn't appear!"

"This kid's swordsmanship talent is really terrifying! Wuhundian has picked up a treasure this time!"

Among the shocked crowd, none was more excited than Bishop Salas.

Stand up straight.

Chapter 13 Meet Bibi Dong

"He can't, and neither can you!"

Huang Wei showed a look of disappointment, and turned to look at the shocked Wang Tian who was knocked back.

"This guy has such a terrifying sword power!" Wuyou looked at Huang Wei, feeling a little small, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Don't be complacent! Get down!"

Wuyou gritted his teeth violently, rushed over, and shot out the flame gun again!

"Flame Piercing Slash!"

The roar sounded, and the strength of the whole body spread.

There is an illusion that the louder the roar, the greater the power.

"I said, you can't."

Clang!

Gale wind drew the sword, and the iron sword swept across directly!

Bang!

The two weapons collided.

In just an instant, the flame gun in Wuyou's hand was blown away and shot out.

"So heavy, so hard!"

At the moment it hit the iron sword, a sense of numbness quickly spread from the hand to the whole body.

It felt like hitting something extremely hard.

In the next second, he was hit on the body, spit out a mouthful of blood, screamed, and flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Huang Wei looked at the sword in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Now his sword is no longer the original iron sword, after the rewards for the number of sword draws in the next five months.

His iron sword has evolved into a silver sword, and its weight, power, quality and other aspects have been greatly improved.

Coupled with the increase in power, the power of the silver sword today has reached a very terrifying level.

Relying on Huang Wei's current cultivation base and ability, even he doesn't have the slightest fear of Shang Hun Zun.

Now, his cultivation base has reached the nineteenth level!

One step away from level [-]!

He found that his cultivation could not be improved through normal meditation practice, and he could only improve after drawing his sword and waiting for the number of times.

But also fast enough.

This is much faster than meditation.

Since that time, every time he has improved, he has gone up level by level.

[-] sword draws start to advance to one level.

For him, it was a little unpleasant at first, but after he got used to it, it would be fine.

In addition to level up, the system also gave him other rewards.

But facing these opponents, you can't use those.

In this way, the game here is over.

They advanced to the next level, and they were also the team that ended the game the fastest.

"Come on, let's go down."

The two stepped down in front of everyone.

The referee immediately took Wuyou and Liming to heal their injuries.

"You can't be wrong, level nineteen, how could this kid level up so quickly? The innate level one soul power can't be reached at all! This kid definitely has a big secret!" Salas was shocked and suspicious.

"This kid is a formidable enemy!" Xie Yue frowned and said.

"I can feel that he didn't use his full strength, at least he didn't use his soul ring and soul skills to beat those two nineteen-level guys!"

"As for the sword intent just now, it is likely that he created his own soul skill!"

Hu Liena narrowed her eyes, she was very venomous, she is Pope Bibidong's direct disciple, so she naturally knows a lot.

When she said the name, she couldn't believe it.

"Self-created soul skills?!" Yan and Xie Yue turned pale with shock.

As time goes by, the race below continues.

Nine teams, only five teams left.

The team that was lucky enough to advance was directly arranged to fight Huang Wei.

Instant defeat.

His strength made everyone else fearful.

Next is the wheel battle.

Each team will play a game against the other three.

The highest score at the end wins.