Douluo: Dragon Slayer

When the fifth soul skill was released, with Yan as the center, blazing sand grains continued to fly in the air, and the temperature of the surrounding air continued to rise. Yan's breath was full of the smell of explosion.

Long Yuewu also felt a hint of heat.

The two soul sects were not idle either. One was in front of Yan and the other was at Yan's side, and they quickly activated their strongest soul skills.

Long Yuewu spread out one arm, and dark purple thunder coiled up, like dragon wings, and struck towards the soul sect.

Thunder Dragon's Wing Strike!

The soul skill launched by the soul sect was defeated with one blow, and his body was directly shot away.

Long Yuewu's speed slowed down a bit, but at that moment, Yan moved, and the arms that turned red hit Long Yuewu with violent heat waves.

The fifth soul skill, Flying Sand Kuangyan! Counterattack skill, when the enemy invades the flying sand range, you can instantly counterattack, and release a suppression effect when attacking. Soul masters whose soul power is not higher than level five than themselves cannot escape!

Not only that, a ray of green light also penetrated in. It was the soul sect next to Yan. This soul sect used the backhand of the attack to catch the teammate who was knocked away by Long Yuewu, and then tyrannically

The power came, and the soul sect had to cooperate and slide backwards.

The man who was knocked away by Long Yuewu also lost consciousness.

Yan's fifth soul skill was activated after the wing attack of Long Yuewu's thunder dragon. At this time, Long Yuewu had no time to mobilize too much power, so he had to attach some thunder to his right arm and forcefully connect Yan's fifth soul skill.

Skills.

"Boom~"

With one blow, Long Yuewu's body seemed to be bent a bit by the powerful force. Looking at the difference in body size, everyone was afraid that Long Yuewu would be smashed into meat pie by Yan, but this scene could not happen.

"So heavy!"

The power of this top-notch attack-type soul king's ten-thousand-year-old soul skill caused Long Yuewu's arm to nearly crack. The dark purple dragon scales were actually dented, and the arena under his feet also creaked.

Yan's eyes widened, looking at the person holding on under his fist, he couldn't help but sigh, is this a human?

Long Yuewu didn't know Yan's thoughts. Her arms were in great pain, but the battle was not over yet!

Thunder ignited around Long Yuewu, and with the help of the instantaneous burst of power, Long Yuewu forcefully flicked Yan's arms away.

The thunderous aura wrapped around the legs suddenly increased, and the body jumped up and kicked!

The claws of the Brontosaurus!

Since Yan was three meters tall, Long Yuewu's whip hit Yan's thigh.

Yan felt a sharp pain in his thigh, his stance became unstable, and his body staggered. At this moment, he knew that he could already be out.

Long Yuewu felt that her right arm was a little weak, so she changed her attack method!

The figure landed on the ground, his legs exerted force again, dark purple thunder wrapped around the whole body, and rushed towards the staggering Yan with his head.

The sword horn of the Thunder Dragon!

Long Yuewu's head hit Yan's abdomen.

With a loud bang, Yan's three-meter-tall body was hit by Long Yuewu and flew for a long distance before he could stop.

Long Yuewu slowly stood up from the fallen Yan, breathing heavily. It obviously took a lot of effort to defeat such a soul king with strong defense in one blow.

Yan, on the other hand, had already passed out.

Long Yuewu looked at the last soul sect still standing in Wuhun Hall.

The Soul Sect was stunned the moment Yan was knocked away. The three most powerful young people in their Wuhun Palace were defeated by a Soul Sect one after another! He could not understand this phenomenon.

When Long Yuewu's eyes turned to him, he suddenly became alert. He seemed to be the only player left in Wuhun Hall.

Can it be fought?

At this time, Long Yuewu defeated so many people in a row, which must have consumed a lot of money. If he defeated the three people who were unable to defeat Xie Yue and the others, would he be able to get more rewards? Maybe he could even get more rewards.

Appreciation from the Pope.

Thinking of this, he felt a little excited.

When he looked at Long Yuewu with a greedy look, Long Yuewu's undiminished fighting gaze reminded him of something.

Now, her arms should be useless. What are you afraid of?

No, we can't win!

Come on, you can do it!

Facing Long Yuewu's gaze, the soul sect's legs began to tremble. The certainty of defeat and self-encouragement kept changing in his heart, but the fighting spirit was completely missing.

Xieyue and Hu Liena outside the court supported each other and looked at their teammates on the court with very complicated expressions.

The audience had different emotions including shock, admiration, anticipation, etc., but they all chose to wait in silence.

The soul sect clenched his fist, then released it, clenched his fist, released it, and so on.

Long Yuewu didn't understand the other person's thoughts, and she didn't need to.

Long Yuewu ignored the other party's actions, took a breath, and stepped forward.

The moment Long Yuewu took steps, the Soul Sect soul master trembled, Damn, she moved!

The soul master of the soul sect trembled, with no fighting spirit in his eyes. Before Long Yuewu could get closer, the soul sect collapsed on the ground.

Long Yuewu immediately stopped.

"It can't be won, it can't be won..." The soul sect kept muttering.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena looked at each other, sighed, looked at the referee, and said with some frustration: "Our Spirit Hall lost."

Long Yuewu glanced at Xie Yue and blinked. Is this the end? Then the referee's voice announced the result.

The referee said with a trembling voice: "The game is over. The Wuhundian Academy team will face off against the Tiandou Royal Academy. The winner: Long Yue... Ah, no, the winner is the Tiandou Royal Academy and will advance to the top three!"

"The finals will be held in front of the Pope's Palace the day after tomorrow!"

After the referee finished speaking, Long Yuewu looked towards the audience and found Yu Tianheng and the others. At this time, Yu Tianheng and the others also cast their eyes on Long Yuewu. Their eyes met and Long Yuewu nodded slightly.

"Yue Wu," it was Xie Yue's familiar voice, "You won. Although you are not willing to accept it, you are convinced. I want to say..."

Long Yuewu looked at Xie Yue with doubtful eyes.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena walked onto the ring and arrived in front of Long Yue Wu.

Xie Yue struggled for a moment and said in a low voice: "I like you, but I wonder if you can give me a chance."

Xie Yue knew that this might be his last chance. After these two days, the three of them would enter the Lost Tracks Grand Canyon and stay there for three years. Time is an uncertain factor.

Knowing what will happen in three years, he wants an answer.

Long Yuewu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Xie Yue to say this, and then said: "I'm sorry, I can't give you a chance. I have a marriage contract, and the wedding will start after the game."

Xie Yue was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and said: "Is it that Prince Tiandou? He is just a waste. Listen to me, he is not worthy of you."

Long Yuewu looked a little cold and said: "She is not a waste, and if she is not worthy, you are worthy?"

After saying that, Long Yuewu turned around and left.

As soon as Long Yuewu stepped off the ring, a pink-purple light fell on Long Yuewu. Ye Lingling held the Nine-Hearted Begonia in her hand and followed the others in the team who looked excited.

Under Jiuxin Haitang's healing, Long Yuewu's injuries disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Yu Tianheng and the others approached, the knife wound on Long Yuewu's left arm had begun to scab.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Osluo, Yu Feng and the Shi brothers stepped forward to embrace Long Yuewu and then threw it into the air. Everyone laughed and cheered for Long Yuewu.

Long Yuewu didn't resist and let them throw them into the air.

Ye Lingling smiled at the side, and the pink-purple light of the Nine-Hearted Begonia in his hand did not dissipate.

In the air, thinking of Xie Yue's words, Long Yuewu couldn't help but think: Sister Xue, where are you now? Someone is looking for trouble with you!