Douluo: Dragon Slayer

The green barbs of the thorns were stained with a hint of bright red.

"Drink!" Seeing that Long Yuewu was even better, Liu Hu immediately decided. The only purple soul ring flashed, and his thick arms were covered with a touch of blood red.

The third soul skill, Madness! The strength is greatly improved, the defense is directly doubled, and the pain is shielded for a short time.

Using three soul skills at the same time, Liu Hu's strength increased again, and Long Yuewu faced Liu Hu's majestic air pressure.

Good guy, this Liu Hu is going to go all the way to the black in power!

The two raised their fists at the same time, and the disproportionate size met again. The majestic air pressure made the audience in the distance feel a bit of pressure.

Long Yuewu stepped back repeatedly, but did not let go of the thorn in his hand. Seeing Xu Rou being pulled again, Liu Hu quickly grabbed the other end of the thorn.

Seeing Long Yuewu being repelled, Ye Lingling took two steps back and held his hands in front of his chest. A pink-purple crabapple flower appeared, and two yellow soul rings rose up, ready to take action at any time.

The great soul master is actually in the soul master's team! What are these two little girls thinking? This is what most people are thinking at this moment.

Xu Rou revealed half of her body from behind Liu Hu, raised the arm wrapped around the rose, the second yellow soul ring lit up, and three thorns were released, lashing out like a long whip.

Long Yuewu's right arm thundered upwards, and the two thorns that were in front of him were wrapped around him. Two thorns were wrapped around his right arm, and the third thorn struck Long Yuewu's waist and quickly wrapped around him.

The clothes were torn, and a trace of blood appeared on Long Yuewu's waist.

Liu Hu quickly took a step forward and punched Long Yuewu, intending to stop the fight.

"Yuewu." Ye Lingling frowned and asked Long Yuewu if he needed help.

"Stay there!" Long Yuewu shouted coldly, then stepped on the ground with both feet, as stable as two nails, forcibly restraining the desire for the soul ring to appear, and punched Liu Hu who was attacking.

The fists connected, Long Yuewu's feet moved back a few minutes.

Liu Hu shouted: "Release your soul ring, otherwise you will never win!"

"Your third soul skill is just like this. I'm afraid you can't keep it up forever. If it keeps going like this, the outcome will be uncertain." Long Yuewu raised his arm, signaling to come again!

"...Xiaorou!" Liu Hu shouted, and at the same time punched him.

"I'm sorry, little sister." Xu Rou smiled apologetically, and the third purple soul ring suddenly flashed. The rose in front of her hand became more delicate, the green of the thorns became deeper, and the sharp thorns on the thorns suddenly increased.

, piercing into the flesh and blood of Long Yuewu's arms and waist.

Long Yuewu groaned, facing the incoming heavy punch, he had to raise his arms to resist the blow, and moved his steps backward again. A feeling of numbness came from his arms and waist. Long Yuewu had a vague feeling.

Lose the feeling of these three parts.

Xu Judao: "Little sister, give up! My third soul skill will release a neurotoxin, and you will quickly lose control of your arms. Our husband and wife's soul power is above level 35. Brother Hu's

The soul power is at level thirty-eight, you have no chance."

Long Yuewu kept resisting Liu Hu's heavy punches like raindrops, her eyes were lowered and her steps kept moving back.

Ye Lingling looked at the martial spirit in his hand and felt a little anxious.

Everyone in the audience seemed to have anticipated the ending.

A somewhat mediocre-looking man clenched his fists in the VIP area, stared at the suppressed Long Yuewu, and murmured: "Little idiot! What are you doing! Show me your skills.

ah."

As if to echo the man's words, Long Yuewu's slightly childish voice sounded: "Then I'll deal with you before this!"

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment.

Xu Rou was also stunned for a moment.

Under Liu Hu's gaze, in the gap between his fists, Long Yuewu's arms spread out and began to respond to Liu Hu's crazy attack. Dark purple thunder and lightning burst out, blood stains flowed from Long Yuewu's arms, and the four arms continued to collide.

Once again arousing everyone's emotions.

In a gap, Long Yuewu touched the ground with his left foot, flew up with his right leg in the air, brought up a dark purple arc of lightning, and kicked Liu Hu hard on the waist.

Liu Hu's martial soul is his arms, which are also his strongest position. Although his waist is much tougher than the average soul master, it is not as tough as his arms. With one blow, Liu Hu took a few steps back and even

Xu Rou, who was too close, was also affected, and her footing suddenly became unstable.

Long Yuewu let go of the thorns in her left hand, raised her palm like a knife and slashed at the thorns wrapped around her right arm and waist.

Dark purple lightning arcs passed by, and the thorns broke in response to the crackling thunder.

Long Yuewu looked at Liu Hu, who had stabilized his figure, and immediately ran out. Ye Lingling had no chance of following him.

Long Yuewu punched Liu Hu, Liu Hu counterattacked with his fist, Long Yuewu turned sideways and whipped Liu Hu, Liu Hu's body was unstable again, he avoided the incoming thorn whip, and hit Liu with both fists like raindrops.

Tiger.

Similar situations, opposite situations.

Liu Hu used his arms to fight back, but he was not as fast as Long Yuewu. After receiving most of the punches, Long Yuewu punched him in the chest several times.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow!" Long Yuewu muttered to herself, dodging Xu Rou's long whip while attacking Liu Hu.

Soon, the blood-red blood in Liu Hu's arms dissipated, and his breath quickly fell. Long Yuewu knocked Liu Hu back with a punch. Liu Hu took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body. Long Yuewu grabbed Xu Rou's thorns.

With the long whip, Xu Rou's body flew uncontrollably towards Long Yuewu.

Long Yuewu punched Xu Rou in the abdomen, and Xu Rou knelt down in pain.

"We admit defeat!" Seeing that the situation was over, Xu Hu decisively admitted defeat.

Long Yuewu did not land the second punch.

"Mingxin combination wins!" the host above immediately shouted.

Cheers rang out from the viewing platform.

"How offended!" Long Yuewu took a deep breath, helped Xu Rou up who was holding her stomach, and rubbed the blood on her arm against her body.

Xu Rou didn't notice Long Yuewu's little move, but she felt like she was about to vomit out her breakfast, so she forced a smile and said, "It's okay!"

Liu Hu staggered over, helped Xu Rou from Long Yuewu's hands, looked at Long Yuewu, and said: "Looking forward to the next fight, see you again!"

"Goodbye!" Long Yuewu smiled.

Liu Hu and Xu Rou left from their own passage, and Long Yuewu and Ye Lingling left together.

As soon as they entered the passage, Long Yuewu's feet went weak and she fell towards Ye Lingying. Ye Lingying immediately supported her and asked: "What's going on, Xu Rou's neurotoxin?"

"It should be." Long Yuewu felt that her waist and arms were a little unruly.

Ye Linglingling supported Long Yuewu and said helplessly: "Why did it explode just now? Wasn't it quite fierce just now?"

"Maybe I didn't react at the time?" Long Yuewu guessed.

Ye Lingling: "...Let's go. I'll treat you. It shouldn't take much soul power."

Long Yuewu nodded.

"Leave it to me!" As soon as he walked out of the passage, a man with a somewhat mediocre appearance walked over.

Long Yuewu saw the man appear and said in surprise: "Brother Xue! You are here too!"