Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Huo Qiuer's fighting style is so vigorous and resolute, quickly seizing the initiative.

Before launching the attack, she quickly assessed the strength of the girl in the blue dress in front of her.

"At least the Soul King, most likely the Soul Emperor. What she made should be a close-range soul guide. Let's get close first."

Huo Qiuer's current soul master level is not high, but her strong physical fitness has given her sufficient confidence. Even if the opponent is a sixth-level soul master, she is confident of winning.

No. 58 holds a blue dagger tightly in his hand. The blade of the dagger is straight and slender, about forty or fifty centimeters. Deep soul power fluctuations emanate from it. It is a sixth-level soul guide.

device.

The attributes and effects of a level six near-body soul guide are currently unknown. If you are stabbed by it, you will definitely suffer serious injuries due to the restriction that you cannot use soul skills.

Huo Qiuer made a level four soul cannon. The shape of this soul cannon is somewhat special. It is more like a modern rifle than a cannon. It does not have a thick barrel and does not need to be carried on the shoulders.

It can be set up with one hand.

The moment he saw her leaving, alliance leader Shangguan Weier showed a satisfied smile.

Huo Qiuer made a long-range soul guide, but when faced with an enemy using a close-range soul guide, she took the lead in moving closer. What does this seemingly stupid approach mean?

This means that Huo Qiuer has absolute confidence and can defeat his opponent without using the soul guide in his hand. The soul guide he made before is just the icing on the cake.

Shangguan Weier has already made up her mind. If No. 58 is really defeated, then she must win over this powerful female soul master and become the strength of the Ordinary Alliance.

At the same time that Huo Qiu'er launched his attack, the girl in blue skirt also entered a fighting state. She held her breath and focused her eyes on Huo Qiu'er's movements carefully.

When Huo Qiu'er was less than ten meters away from her, the girl in the blue skirt also moved.

I saw her tiptoe tapping the ground lightly and ducking to one side.

If Huo Qiuer's surprise attack was like a domineering thunder, then Soul Master No. 58 was like a light butterfly, and his speed was only half a minute slower than Huo Qiuer's.

But just being so slow meant that she couldn't avoid Huo Qiuer's attack. In the blink of an eye, the two were in close combat.

However, No. 58 did not think about hiding.

She is a real-control soul teacher who is approaching the direction of combat sensitivity and attack, so she will not give up immediately when being approached like those artillery soldiers.

"Don't be hit by her fists and kicks." No. 58 did not dare to be careless. In the previous rounds of competition, she had already seen Huo Qiuer's terror.

Even if you don't use soul tools and martial arts, you can beat down one opponent after another with your bare hands.

For this reason, No. 58 specially made a slightly longer dagger. Moreover, this dagger also has another reason.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Her sword is longer than her fists and feet, and she still has the advantage in close quarters.

Huo Qiuer's face became clearer and clearer, and a sinister light flashed in No. 58's eyes, as if he had seen himself scratching the other side's pretty face dripping with blood.

Even if she is a strong person at the Soul Saint level, if she does not use martial arts and soul skills, her flesh and blood will never be able to withstand the cold metal in her hands.

Seeing that Huo Qiu'er was about to enter her attack range, Huo Qiu'er suddenly flipped her right wrist, changing from the position of holding the gun to the position of holding the gun butt. She grabbed the soul gun with her right arm and swept forward fiercely.

The original long-range soul guide suddenly became a close-range soul guide, and its attack range exceeded that of No. 58's dagger.

Now Huo Qiuer can hit the opponent, but the opponent cannot hit her.

No. 58 turned pale with fright and ducked back in embarrassment, avoiding Huo Qiuer's brutal sweep.

The soul guide gun passed quickly, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

No. 58 glanced at Huo Qiuer with some fear.

Not to mention the soul guide, it was just such a long metal rod. If it hit her head directly at this speed, she could lie down directly on the ground.

But Huo Qiuer's attack was not over yet. She picked up the soul guide gun and swiped forward again.

On the 58th, we can only retreat in a hurry.

The Ordinary League has trained female soul mentors like them, who are not suitable for using huge and rough soul guides. They are all following the agile attack route, and are suitable for using small and flexible soul guides.

In the past, No. 58's speed advantage could be fully demonstrated when facing all kinds of clumsy opponents, but today, in front of Huo Qiu'er, who was running wildly, her proud dexterity was completely useless.

Of course, a fast soul master belongs to the agility attack system, but generally speaking, a soul master who only has the advantage of being fast and lacks strength will be called agility attack system.

And those soul masters who are fast and powerful will think that they are of the power attack type, and never think of themselves as the agility attack type.

Shangguan Weier had no idea that No. 58, who had been carefully trained by the Pingfan League since childhood, would be so embarrassed in front of Huo Qiu'er even though he had reached the level of Soul Emperor and Level 6 Soul Master.

If this situation continues, when No. 58 has no retreat, it will be a defeat.

However, Shangguan Weier didn't feel any pity. She just looked at Huo Qiu'er with ardent eyes, thinking about what kind of benefits she could use to win her over.

The spectators outside the venue were extremely excited when they saw the battle in the venue, especially those who bought the number 92 to win.

No. 58 had never felt that she would be so embarrassed. A nameless anger gradually burned in her heart, and the look she looked at Huo Qiuer became more and more sinister.

"We can no longer be suppressed, we must fight back as soon as possible."

Finally, after another sweep, No. 58 seized the opportunity.

Taking advantage of Huo Qiuer's right arm swinging to the left, No. 58 also thrust his dagger forward.

The target was pointed directly at Huo Qiuer's chest.

On the charming face of No. 58, murderous intent is fully displayed.

Huo Qiuer's expression was indifferent, and she kicked forward quickly and powerfully.

No. 58 suddenly felt that he had lost his center of gravity, the dagger in his hand was also far away from the target, and he fell to the ground.

Heartbreaking pain came from his knees. No. 58 looked ugly. Just as he was about to stand up from the ground, he felt an inexplicable chill.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She slowly looked up and saw a black muzzle pointing at herself.

No. 58 wanted to wield the dagger to defend herself, but she saw that Huo Qiuer's left foot was stepping on the blade of the dagger. Under the huge pressure, she could not draw it out at all.

"Admit defeat." Huo Qiuer said calmly.

No. 58 gritted his teeth reluctantly and whispered: "I admit..."

Before she could tell the number, Huo Qiuer had already retracted the soul guidance gun, shrugged, feeling a little bored, and muttered: "It's better to compete in the soul guidance competition than to make the soul guidance device."

If this was a formal soul guidance device making competition, she really wouldn't be able to get this far as a fourth-level soul mentor.

Unfortunately, these underground forces focused on the soul guidance competition. It was not impossible for her, a soul master who used soul guidance tools as a stick, to win all the way to the championship.

However, just when Huo Qiuer easily defeated his opponent and was distracted, No. 58, who was lying on the ground, suddenly roared.

"go to hell!"

The dagger in her right hand was stepped on by Huo Qiu'er and could not be withdrawn. However, she grasped the hilt and pulled out a black dagger from the dagger.

No. 58 suddenly stood up, and the black dagger popped out like a poisonous snake again, stabbing straight into Huo Qiuer's chest.

Ferocity replaced the charm on No. 58's face. At this moment, she seemed to have seen Huo Qiuer's chest being penetrated.

The murderous intention broke out so suddenly that Huo Qiuer's expression changed and he instinctively took countermeasures.

A layer of fine golden scales suddenly wrapped around her left arm, protecting the vital part of her heart.

There was no soul power fluctuation on the dark dagger, and it was impossible to tell what level of soul guide it was. But Huo Qiuer had a hunch that this dagger was more dangerous than the dagger wrapped outside, and her protective scales might not be able to withstand it.

Huo Qiu'er had many ways to block this fatal blow, but instinctively, she subconsciously summoned the golden dragon gun that was connected to her blood.

The jet-black dagger hit the body of the Golden Dragon Spear, making a crisp "clang" sound. The dagger missed the vital point, but cut a small gash on Huo Qiuer's left arm, and there was a slight trace of blood.

outflow.

Huo Qiuer's expression changed.

She felt a strange pain at the wound, which should be from the effect of the strange black dagger.

No. 58 felt that his mind was completely blank.

This black dagger has a strong piercing effect on metal and is extremely destructive to soul guides made of metal, but it was deflected by the bright spear that suddenly appeared.

How can it be?

There was no time for No. 58 to think about why. She was slightly startled, and suddenly found that in her sight, she was looking down at Huo Qiu'er.

An inexplicable pain spread all over his body. No. 58 opened his mouth, but found that nothing could come out.

She had been pierced by the big golden gun that was all golden in color, and was raised high.

Huo Qiuer looked at her without mercy and said coldly: "What kind of good man do you think I am?"

No. 58 wanted to struggle, but her whole body could not move at all. Her delicate face was full of ferocity and fear at the moment.

Blood dripped down the golden dragon gun, and at the same time, a pure life force was slowly absorbed by the golden dragon gun.

In the VIP room, a girl in a yellow dress with long pale blond hair suddenly stood up with a solemn expression and rushed out when she saw the strange changes on the field.

In the audience, a man in white robes suddenly stood up and looked at the field in surprise, but he did not attract the attention of others.

Perhaps he is just another gambler who is ecstatic or frustrated with the result of the game.

The leader of the Ordinary Alliance, Shangguan Wei'er, did not take action to stop all this, but watched No. 58 gradually stop struggling as if nothing had happened. There was no anger in his eyes, but he looked at Huo Qiu'er with a deep smile.

At this moment, the girl with long pale golden hair rushed into the arena next to Shangguan Weier and whispered something to her.

Shangguan Weier immediately stopped smiling and frowned solemnly at a Contra not far away.

The Contra had been following her for many years, and he instantly understood her eyes and disappeared.

In less than five seconds, a pale white light curtain suddenly enveloped the entire confrontation area.

Some nobles were dissatisfied: "What happened? Why haven't the results been announced yet? And you can't even see what's going on on the field."

Another noble next to him said: "This is a soundproof cover. I don't know what happened. Just wait and see."

In the pale white soundproof enclosure, Shangguan Weier applauded gently and praised: "No. 92, congratulations on winning the competition and successfully advancing to the top three."

Huo Qiuer silently absorbed the vitality of No. 58 and threw it to the ground.

"General. Give me the reward. I have to leave. When will the finals start?" she said lightly.

Shangguan Weier didn't move at all, but looked at the girl in the yellow dress on the other side: "Bone clothes."

The girl named Ye Guyi said seriously: "No, you can't leave yet."

Huo Qiuer paused and said, "I did use Wuhun and other weapons, but she used them first. It doesn't matter if I'm a foul or disqualified."

She was not in a good mood right now. The wound on her left arm was very shallow and not serious, but No. 58's behavior of pretending to admit defeat and then making a sneak attack made her very uncomfortable.

Ye Guyi sneered: "Do you think you can escape?"

Huo Qiuer frowned: "What do you mean? Why should I run away?"

"You know what I mean." Ye Guyi suddenly stretched out a finger, "Because you are an evil soul master!"

There were only three people confronting each other in the confrontation area, and there was a soundproof cover, so the audience outside had no idea what was being said inside.

Faced with Ye Guyi's accusation, Huo Qiuer was stunned for a moment, and then showed a playful sneer. It seemed that his originally bad mood had someone to express it to.

"You say I am an evil soul master. Do you have any evidence?"

"You just used some kind of secret method to absorb her vitality and use it for your own use." Ye Guyi pointed at the corpse of No. 58 and shouted.

Huo Qiuer said coldly: "She wanted to kill me first, can't I fight back?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She turned her attention to Shangguan Weier. She was not afraid of Ye Guyi, but she was very afraid of Shangguan Weier. This human being is far deeper than what he looks like.

Unmeasurable.

Shangguan Weier was not filled with indignation like Ye Guyi, but asked calmly: "Are you from the Xishui League?"

"no."

"What exactly is your ability to absorb life force?"

"It's just the characteristics of martial arts."

Ye Guyi said solemnly: "No wonder you are so powerful. You must have used such evil abilities to kill many people, right?"

"This is only the second one today." Huo Qiuer answered silently.

"Without further ado."

Ye Guyi gave a soft drink, and the six best-matched soul rings appeared beside her.

A touch of divine meaning suddenly came, and along with the holy golden-white light, a pair of flawless white wings spread out behind her.

Her martial spirit is the legendary holy angel.

"I will definitely put an end to evil like you."

Huo Qiu'er frowned, did not speak, and did not release her martial spirit. Instead, she looked at Shangguan Weier calmly, waiting for her reaction.

Shangguan Weier smiled softly and said calmly: "If I want to prove that you are not an evil soul master, the method is very simple."

"The Wuhun of Bone Yi has sacred attributes. If you dare to accept her holy light, it proves that you are not."

Huo Qiuer sneered: "Why don't you dare?"

"But, if it is really proven that I am not an evil soul master, how are you going to compensate me?"

Before Shangguan Wei'er opened her mouth, Ye Guyi had already shouted loudly.

"Evil spirits, end under the divine light."

Behind her, the first soul ring of the same color as her clothes was already flashing.

The first soul skill is the Holy Light.

The rich sacred aura and golden-white light instantly enveloped Huo Qiuer.

Huo Qiuer's expression was cold, six soul rings of the same color as Ye Guyi appeared behind him, and golden scales covered his arms.

The Holy Angel Martial Spirit is born to be the nemesis of evil soul masters. If Huo Qiuer were an evil soul master, even if his cultivation level reached Soul Saint, he would be instantly annihilated by this sacred light.

However, bathing in the holy light, Huo Qiu'er not only felt no discomfort at all, but even felt extremely warm.

Not only did the surrounding light not cause any harm, it even acted like the best assistant, restoring Huo Qiuer's soul power and even slightly improving her soul power.

Huo Qiuer did not move, but smiled softly, looking at Ye Guyi with eyes full of provocation.

Ye Guyi was stunned, put away the holy light, and looked at Huo Qiu'er in a daze. The scales on the latter's arms had a golden-white light.

Huo Qiuer looked directly at Ye Guyi proudly and said leisurely: "Why did you stop?"

In the audience, the man in white robe suddenly laughed without warning.

But not long after he laughed, he stood up and quickly left the Rose Hall, showing extremely low-key and restrained behavior.

This is the territory of the Ordinary Alliance. Even if he is a titled Douluo and is alone, he cannot escape unscathed if his identity is exposed.

"I have to hurry up and inform the leader that another saint has arrived, haha——"

"When the Golden Dragon Saint comes to the world, the Holy Cult will surely prosper!"