I, Douluo Qiang Wuhun, can fuse with Wuhun at will!

Tower ruins battlefield!

Wu Yifan leaned on Zhuang Ming and panted desperately. Feeling that there was only half of the soul power left in his body, Wu Yifan couldn't help but let go of his hand and clenched his palms.

The battle just now consumed not only soul power, but also physical strength. After all, accelerated thinking consumes more physical strength than constant exercise.

His Broken Soul needs to hit the opponent in order to absorb the opponent's soul power and feed it back to him, but in the battle just now, Wu Yifan didn't hit Ye Jing with a bullet at all, they were all split open by her!

"Good guy! Do you think you are Kirito?"

The scene just now was really full of a sense of déjà vu. If he hadn't spent all his time calculating how to win, he would probably have complained at that time!

Wu Yifan complained silently that his brain would be short-circuited after being highly concentrated.

“I feel like I can’t capture my attention!”

Wu Yifan took out a piece of barbecue from the storage space and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it non-stop. At this time, compared to his soul power reserves, the first thing that was in crisis was his physical strength!

"I actually forgot about this guy!" Wu Yifan said helplessly as he looked up at the blood ceremony in the sky where there was no more blood mist left.

It has been a long time since the Blood Sacrifice started. During this period, his blood has been drawn. Although the amount drawn each time is small, problems will eventually occur over time.

Just like now, it was clear that he had not fought for long, but his physical strength was almost at the bottom, and at the same time, a feeling of anemia and weakness emerged spontaneously.

At this moment, Wu Yifan just wanted to yell, why hasn't this damn broken formation broken yet? If it doesn't break, he won't be able to hold on!

"The fifth soul skill, bloody killing sword!"

The roar coming from the opposite side woke Wu Yifan out of his daze. Looking at the bloody sword that was gradually forming, Wu Yifan felt extremely confused.

"No! Sister! How many times has this been your fifth soul skill tonight? This must be your third time! This is a ten-thousand-year soul skill. Is it so useful?"

Although it has been a long time since the opponent first released the bloody killing sword, and the opponent's soul power may have recovered a lot, there was not too much time between her second and third times!

Wu Yifan, who had regained his concentration, looked at the figure slowly appearing on the opposite side and suddenly discovered a problem. The shape and size of the opponent's blood-colored killing sword were not right, and it did not strike directly, but floated on Ye Jing's head towards Ye Jing.

Wu Yifan showed his murderous intent.

"Is this another use of the fifth soul skill? The soul power consumption has become smaller? No wonder it can be released continuously!"

Wu Yifan, who had not read the book in vain, secretly figured out the effects of the opponent's soul skills. He had learned other uses of this soul skill.

After the soul skill is formed, its template has been fixed and cannot be changed significantly. However, it can still be modified in small places, so that the soul skill can better play its role.

Ye Jing stood up again and gently wiped the blood from her mouth. The attack just now was not easy for her. Even though she had been on the ground for a long time before standing up, her head still seemed to be buzzing.

Yelling.

Her fourth soul skill, Blood Healing Technique, was already trying its best to restore her injuries, but the two angel baptismal weapons inserted into her body were still tormenting her body and mind, inhibiting the effect of the Blood Healing Technique.

The Angel Baptism Arms were originally designed to restrain them. As an evil soul master, she couldn't touch these two weapons at all. If she wanted to remove them, she could only wait until she went back and find an ordinary person to pull them out. Even if an evil soul master like her

These two weapons cannot be removed through other objects.

Glancing at the thinning blood mist in the sky, Ye Jing was heartbroken. She stretched out her hand and the blood-colored killing sword that was originally suspended above her head slowly dropped to her side. She stretched out her hand to touch the giant sword beside her.

Ye Jing stepped hard on the sword and rushed towards Wu Yifan again.

Wu Yifan, knowing that it was a desperate moment, fired five gravity cannonballs in succession towards Ye Jing's path. After landing, the gravity cannonballs turned into pieces of gravity fields waiting for Ye Jing's arrival!

But this time it was very different from before. Ye Jing, who was followed by the Blood-Slaying Killing Sword, didn't seem to encounter any obstacles and continued to move forward at the current speed.

"The worst thing happened!"

Looking at Ye Jing who was rushing towards him, Wu Yifan's eyes kept twitching. Why can a soul master with stronger soul power unilaterally abuse an opponent with weaker soul power? This is precisely because a soul master with strong soul power can only

Possessed by powerful soul power, the soul skills of the weak can be turned into nothingness.

As the core strength of the soul master system, the existence of soul power is really important. Until there is no essential difference in the age of the soul ring, a soul master with strong soul power is naturally stronger than a soul master with weak soul power.

The greater the gap in soul power between the two, the more outrageous the effect of the soul skill will be. Just like my own slowing effect just now had no effect in front of Ye Jing's fifth soul skill.

Wu Yifan, who raised his soul, aimed at Ye Jing's direction and kept shooting, but when all the bullets came to the bloody killing sword, they were turned into nothingness by the sharpness of its soul skill itself!

"Go to hell!"

Looking at Wu Yifan who was close at hand, Ye Jing used her right hand to guide the bloody killing sword to rise quickly. Then she stretched out her hand and swung the bloody killing sword towards Wu Yifan at a surprising speed.

"So fast!"

Seeing the blood-colored killing sword in front of him that was about to stab him, Wu Yifan was about to jump to one side, but he suddenly felt his feet go weak. Only then did he realize that his body was already so weak!

"I can't die here!"

Pushing the pendulum in his hand into the ground, the pendulum's third soul skill was instantly activated. Using the effect of weightless operation, Wu Yifan dropped straight down and threw himself out!

boom!

The moment Wu Yifan was thrown out, the bloody killing sword was inserted into the place where he was standing just now, directly cutting off all existences nearby, including Zhuiming who was thrown there by Wu Yifan.

The gravity operation ended the moment the light was destroyed, but relying on Wu Yifan's huge soul power expenditure at that moment, Wu Yifan was thrown extremely high. Even though the weightless operation had ended at this time, he was still flying upwards.

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Feeling the flow of air around him and the falling light behind him that automatically entered a switching state, Wu Yifan closed his eyes silently and experienced this moment of comfort, even though he was still flying upward.

"What a thrill!"

Now recalling the operation just now, Wu Yifan still couldn't help but praise his decisiveness. Although he had calculated a lot of things before, he still had not calculated everything.

The loss of physical strength was something he had never encountered before. Normally, he had a vague sense of how much physical strength he had, but in this blood ritual, with the blood flowing continuously, this ability to sense has been lost.

Being crippled was a combat experience he had never experienced before.

There was also Ye Jing's outburst. I originally thought that after the severe trauma of Angel Baptism, as well as the many battles she had experienced before, and even the ace's fifth soul skill was released twice, she would not have any energy left to do it again.

Once, I never imagined that he would actually do it again!

Judging from the current state at that time, Ye Jing, who was severely injured by the angel's baptism, had no other means to suppress her soul power except the fifth soul skill. She should be able to drag it until the blood ceremony was broken, but it didn't work.

I think the only hope of breaking the situation was caught by her!

"What bad luck!"

At high altitude, the force exerted by the weightless operation was finally exhausted, and Wu Yifan's body began to decline. As soon as Wu Yifan thought, a long staircase appeared under him.

Wu Yifan slid down like a child on a slide with a move of his left hand, and the folding mirror that had been switched appeared beside him.

"The third soul skill, Storm Chariot!"

As soon as his body turned over, Wu Yifan, who was riding on the storm chariot transformed from the folding mirror, twisted his body and stopped in the sky.

Looking at the two Contras who were still entangled in the distance, Wu Yifan couldn't help but complain: "That's why I don't want to use the Storm Chariot! After all, there are already two big guys fighting in the sky. If they find out, they will kill them easily."

Isn’t that bad luck! I’d better drive down!”

Looking at the direction where he was flying just now, Wu Yifan said with an ugly smile: "Now is the second round!"