Dou Po Zhi I let the soul race obey the good

After absorbing the fighting spirit of the other four people, Ye Wuleng's aura has surged to the level of a half-step Dou Zun, even better than Yao Kun before.

Of course, this does not mean that Yao Kun is inferior to Ye Wuleng in this state, but Yao Kun's biggest reliance is his World of Warcraft body. In comparison, he is only inferior in terms of fighting spirit content.

Although Ye Wuleng said harsh words, his current condition is not very good, and it is still somewhat difficult for his body to carry such a huge amount of fighting spirit.

To outsiders, he now looks like a crazy person. His curly hair stood up due to the strange fire, and some of his protruding eyeballs were even covered with bloodshot eyes.

"You can't wait too long, otherwise I won't be able to bear it anymore!"

Ye Wuleng took a deep breath, waited until his body gradually adapted to the violent power in his body, and rushed towards Hunxu.

This power has made him no longer need to worry about being approached by the opponent. As before, he can only use long-range attacks to resist!

With the blessing of the power of the five people, Ye Wuleng's speed more than doubled, and he appeared in front of Hunxu in the blink of an eye.

With a slight wave of the long sword in his hand, a huge ravine appeared where Hunxu originally was.

If Hunxu hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been split in half on the spot.

After missing a hit, Ye Wuleng's expression did not change at all, and he chased away again while his energy erupted.

One sword, two swords, three swords, more than ten swords were struck in succession, but none of them hit.

But if anyone could catch Hunxu's expression, they would definitely find that he rarely showed a dignified look.

Are these swords really all piercing the air? Not so!

He might not be able to notice it if he was far away, but Hunxu, who has an extraordinary sense of perception, could see that there were several holes in his robe.

It's just that in the process of dodging, he didn't have time to confirm it with his naked eyes.

"What kind of weapon is this? It can trigger the rules of space with every strike. If it were an ordinary Douzong, I would be killed with just one strike!"

After a few moves, Hunxu immediately noticed something strange about the long sword in Ye Wuleng's hand. What surprised him was that the long sword in the opponent's hand actually contained the power of space. This kind of weapon was extremely rare even for his soul clan.

As long as the cultivation level does not exceed the level of Douzun, it is not enough to make Hunxu afraid. What really makes him afraid now is not Ye Wuleng's cultivation after his sudden increase, but the long sword in the opponent's hand.

Hunxu was surprised by the long sword in Ye Wu Leng's hand, and Ye Wu Leng was shocked by his flexibility.

"Why, why is it that every sword I strike is extremely accurate, but he can always avoid it at the critical moment?"

The divine sword in his hand failed to hit the opponent. Ye Wuleng was shocked and angry, but he couldn't find any reason.

He knew very well that his outburst was only temporary. If he did not deal with the opponent quickly, the violent fighting spirit in his body would definitely cause damage to his internal organs.

In less than twenty breaths, Ye Wulen realized that the meridians in his body had been broken in several places. This invisible pressure made him very eager to end the battle early.

Looking at the two people who were in a stalemate for a while, those spectators who had no idea of ​​the real situation began to whisper to each other again.

"The long sword in Ye Wuleng's hand seems a little unusual. With Tianxu's strength, he was forced to the point where he had no power to fight back!"

"Hey, what are you looking at? Tianxu is obviously playing tricks on Ye Wuleng. He has already cut more than thirty swords. Apart from scratching some clothes, no real damage has been done. I don't think it will drag on any longer.

, Ye Wuleng will lose!"

"Something's wrong, Ye Wuleng seems to have been hit by the sword every time, but it doesn't seem to have hit him at all, and Hunxu seems to have avoided it every time, but the holes in his robe are still increasing slowly!

"

"What does it look like, a tongue twister? As long as the stab fails, it means there is nothing. Ye Lao'er can't hold on for long. If he still hits Tianxu, he will be crippled by the fighting spirit in his body first. The five senior

The fighting spirit gathered by Douzong is not so easy to absorb..."

For a time, everyone had different opinions, but very few could really understand the mystery.

At the peak where the heads of the four empires coexisted, Shi Hong, who had previously sent a message to Zuo Yan, looked puzzled next to the head of the Western Saint Empire and said: "The previous head of the Dongyan Empire relied on his

This sword directly killed a one-star Dou Zun in the Southeast Continent. Is it because old Ye Wuleng is too useless to activate the power of this sword?"

As soon as Shi Hong mentioned the sword in Ye Wu Leng's hand, the other three personal ministers joined in the discussion.

"Although Ye Wuleng does not major in swordsmanship, the aura he has condensed at this time is no less than that of the old guy from the Dongyan Empire. I think it is not that Ye Wuleng cannot exert the power of this sword, but that the Jiaji Empire's

The representative has something to hide!”

"The only people who can avoid regular attacks are those who also understand the rules of space. Look at Tianxu's robes. These increasing gaps prove that Ye Wuleng actually hit the target with every sword. It was just that he was struck at the critical moment.

Moved!"

"Brother Gongsun still has a vicious vision. I think that Tianxu probably possesses the treasure of the defensive space rules. After all, no matter how abnormal a person's talent is, it is impossible to understand the space rules soon after entering Douzong!"

"That's right, if the power of rules could be penetrated so easily, we and the others might have entered the realm of Dou Zun long ago!"

Hearing that several representatives of the Jiajie Empire were so highly praised, the eyes of the four major kings began to exchange views quickly. After a few breaths, the king of the Western Saint Empire took the lead in suggesting: "I think Ye Wuleng will probably not be able to defeat this person. Maybe

We can notify this person to come to see him after the meeting. If he is willing to work for us in the future, we might as well spare his life. If he refuses, let the ancestors kill him directly!"

The leader of the Ten Thousand Stars Empire said with a smile: "In Brother Ximen's opinion, it is not a bad idea to give it a try, but there is only one person, and we are four families. Which country should we belong to? Should we discuss it carefully?

!”

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately resonated with the other two kings and they all nodded.

Seeing this, the eyes of the leader of the Western Holy Empire trembled imperceptibly, and he cursed in his heart: "Old fox!"

The question raised by the leader of the Ten Thousand Stars Empire suddenly attracted the four countries to join in the topic. At first, they may have maintained the demeanor of a king. Gradually, when the topic entered a deeper level, there were many people who became red-faced and argued with the city-level

There is no difference between the old woman who haggles the price.

Fortunately, the personal worshipers on the side have set up energy barriers for him, otherwise it would cause a big fuss if word spread.

And how the few people discussed it in the end is unknown!

As everyone exclaimed, the attention of the four empires was once again attracted, including the heads of the four kingdoms who had just finished bargaining at the 'vegetable market'. They all once again set their sights on the battlefield. "After this sword, if you

If you can still be safe and sound, why not give up the title of champion of this second-level battle to you!"

As he spoke, Ye Wuleng slapped his chest, and as a large ball of essence and blood spat out on the long sword in his hand, the long sword that originally stung Hunxu's eyebrows became even sharper.

In his perception, the space around the sword body has begun to undergo substantial distortions. Ye Wuleng is obviously going to fight for his life!