Douluo: This soul master is too strange

The battle continued. Under the joint efforts of Binghuang Yanying, Mu Xiyue, Shui Yanyu, Feng Zhen, and the "rebellious" second elder, the disciples of Haotian Sect continued to die, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The enemy's strength was too strong, and the defeat was very obvious. The many surviving disciples of Haotian Sect had also thought about escaping.

After all, if you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Anyway, this is not the first time to admit defeat. Preserving the living force is the most important thing.

Unfortunately, the special terrain of the sect station not only restricted the large-scale enemy attack, but also restricted their escape.

The sect station is located on the top of a mountain surrounded by cliffs on all sides, and the only entrance to the outside world is blocked by two fire masters with domain power.

Due to the shortage of high-end combat power, they tried to charge several times in a row, but they either fell on the way to charge or were ruthlessly beaten back.

Moreover, not only the entrances and exits to the outside world were blocked, but also in the air in the other three directions where there was no way out, there was also a strong enemy standing in the air to patrol, not giving them any chance to escape.

The surviving disciples of the Haotian Sect knew that it was most likely Wan La today.

More than a quarter of an hour later, with the Killing Ice Flame Spear once again blowing up a Haotian Hammer Soul Saint, the entire battlefield was no longer a Haotian Sect disciple below the ninth ring, or seven rings and above.

The last moment, in the Ice Flame Domain with the Flame of Delay, Tang Hao, whose body was delayed, almost exploded next to Mu Yang.

Immediately afterwards, the first and seventh soul rings of Mu Yang, who had the Ice Flame Saint Shadow Martial Soul and the two small domains of Ice Flame and Killing God, shone brightly, and the golden and transparent double flames ignited around his body.

Mu Yang said something in a warm voice, and before releasing the Ice Flame Dragon, he threw a condensed Killing Ice Flame Spear at Tang Hao.

Another eight minutes passed, and the battle on Mu Yang's side had not yet been completely decided, while the battlefield on the Haotian Sect's side had already come to an end.

I was an opponent to Huo Lie alone. Facing the siege of Huo Lie and Tang Xiaoyanying, I could not hold on for long. If there was another weak enemy, defeat would be imminent.

"You are killing them all, are you afraid that I will come back to avenge your ancestor Tang Chen?"

After a pause, knowing that Shui Yanyu had half-blocked Tang Hao's self-explosion, Mu Yang took the initiative to enter and exit the martial soul fusion state, the soul power of his right leg glowed, and the soul bone skill: teleportation was activated, accompanied by a faint spatial fluctuation, and his figure flashed twice, appearing behind Tang Hao.

After all, whether it was the Extreme Flame Dragon activated by Huo Lie or the Ice Flame Dragon activated by Tang Xiaoyanying, they could not be regarded as weak opponents, at least their attack methods were relatively simple.

But the Ice-type Titled Douluo who came later was the same. His strength was much worse than Tang Xiaoyanying and Huolie. The terrifying attack power formed by the self-detonation of my 96-level peak Titled Douluo should be enough to kill him instantly.

Seeing this, Shui Yanyu, a Control-type Titled Douluo, glanced at the battle on Mu Yang's side.

His own strength was inferior to that of his opponent. Seeing that Ni Yiyanying also joined the battle group with martial ethics, Tang Hao shouted angrily.

"How can a dying man talk so little nonsense?!"

Seeing that Tang Hao was trapped and still fighting, Shui Yanyu hesitated for a moment, and said something to Mu Xiyue and Feng Zhen through voice transmission, then entered and exited the bullying battle circle on the other side of the station, and then went to assist Tang Xiaoyanying and Huolie to take down Tang Hao.

The seventh soul skill: Slow and urgent flame, used with the ice flame field, can reduce the opponent's eight senses and all action capabilities within the field.

After receiving Mu Yang's reminder and noticing Tang Hao's words, and Tang Hao being restricted by Mu Yang's slow and urgent flame, Shui Yanyu's body exploded forward and pulled away from the dangerous distance.

It was a defeat anyway. As the sect master, Ni Yi was willing to bring down the reputation of Haotian Sect and was ready to drag someone down with him before his death.

However, Ni Yi was one of the few weaklings in Xiaolu, and he was in the state of martial soul true body. Even if he was an enemy, he would be defeated in seconds.

Tang Xiaoyanying and Huo Lie were weak, and their self-explosion only had the power of one blow. I can definitely pull them away.

Glancing at Tang Xiao in the air in the distance, who was suppressed by Huo Lie but could still hold on for a while, Mu Yang handed the work of bullying to Mu Xiyue and others. With the wings of ice flame on his back, Ni Yiyanying quickly flew through the air and joined the battle between Huo Lie and Tang Hao.

At this time, the disciples of Haotian Sect in the garrison suffered heavy casualties, and the lowest soul power level was only the Eight-Ring Soul Emperor. It can be said that the outcome was already decided. As long as Tang Hao, the little fish, was left behind, Haotian Sect would become history.

Recalling the grand occasion of Haotian Sect when his grandfather was still alive, Tang Hao smiled bitterly, and then a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "The outstanding battle soul hammer, the towering Haotian Sect, Hao brother, Da Ba, Haotian Sect depends on them!"

The last moment, Tang Hao's soul power was running, and the aura emanating from his body became violent, and he resolutely rushed towards Shui Yanyu who was flying in the air.

At this time, Ni Yi seemed to be only one against seven, but in fact, although he was one against seven, his strength was not as good as the opponent, and he was in a dilemma of two fists against seven hands.

The flame of slowness was used to agile Tang Hao's reaction and action speed, limiting his body shape, so that Tang Hao, who was about to self-destruct, could not pull others down to ascend to heaven together.

"Boom——"

A brilliant light burst out, instantly engulfing Mu Yang, whose body was ablaze with golden flames. A violent roar accompanied by a weak shock wave spread out, and a huge mushroom cloud rose in the air, illuminating the entire night sky.

If it was the Flame of Decay, Tang Hao's soul power level would be one level lower than Ni Yi. Although his soul rings and soul bones were a little worse, his self-explosion power was still less than that of the Ice Phoenix. Mu Yang dared not be careless, lest he fall down at the end.

"It's bad, I want to self-explode, slow down!"

The first soul skill: the Flame of Decay, the effect is the same as the Golden Body with Enemy, immune to any attack above the God level for eight seconds, and can only be used eight times a day.

Obviously, Tang Hao still knew that my brother Ice Phoenix and my nephew Tang Ba had ascended to heaven before me.

The small hammer in his hand danced wildly, temporarily hitting a wave of Ni Yi's flame shadow and fire attack, looking back at the sect station, he found that his sect disciples were about to perish in the stranglehold of many weak enemies, and no enemy was rushing towards him, Tang Hao was extremely sad.

Seeing Tang Hao's aura becoming violent, he rushed towards Shui Yanyu who came to help him. Mu Yang, who had encountered a similar situation, hurriedly reminded him.

Sect leader Tang Hao was held back by a weak enemy, the seventh elder "rebelled", and the other seven elders died. In addition, the low-level hands and those with strong backbones in the sect who were one ring or below were all killed. Before the first deserter appeared, the morale of the disciples of Haotian Sect completely collapsed. No leader came forward to organize the resistance. One by one, they fled and hid in the garrison, praying that luck would come and the enemy would ignore them.