I take the system through Dou Po

Chapter 330 Division of the battlefield

The red mist invaded, and Xiao Heng was enveloped in it. The fingers holding the sword moved slightly, and he murmured softly: "It's interesting!"

"Have the soul power, perception, movement, and vision been suppressed? The martial soul fusion skill is really good! But... if it's just like this, it's not enough!"

Clang! A crisp sound of metal collision was heard. Xiao Heng swung out his sword and blocked two huge moon blades in front of him.

"Impossible, how could you see our position!" A voice that was neither male nor female came from the red throat, and the tone was full of disbelief.

Through the red mist, Hu Liena and Xie Yue clearly saw the calmness on Xiao Heng's face. It seemed not only calm, but indifferent, as if he didn't care about them at all.

"Captain, will everything be okay?" Outside the field, Monkey collided head-on with his opponent, quickly retreated, and murmured to Mu Qing beside him.

Mu Qing glanced at him, and the blue flames on the wolf's paws burned more and more intensely: "Captain, you will be fine even if you die!"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qing dodged a few times and rushed forward again, fighting fiercely with the agility attack type soul master from Wuhun Palace. Both of them were very fast and moved quickly, and they would collide every two or three seconds.

The speed is about the same, but the attack power...!

The agility-attack soul master of Wuhun Palace glanced at his shoulder. There were five deep marks there, not only from being caught, but also from flames.

Seeing Mu Qing charging forward again, the monkey squeaked in dissatisfaction, then looked at his opponent again and shouted loudly: "Grandson, take another one of your great grandfather's dog-beating sticks!"

The golden fruit rubbed sparks on the ground, and the monkey jumped up suddenly, raised the stick high, and then slammed it down.

With a muffled sound, the member of Wuhun Palace crossed his hands on his head and bent his legs slightly in front and back. The huge force made him couldn't help but snort, but he still endured it and grabbed the monkey's arms with his backhand.

The stick was pulled back hard, and the other fist jumped towards the monkey's chest with all its strength. The monkey turned over and used its feet to fist.

The fists and feet collided, and the huge force caused the two of them to retreat quickly, and then they charged up again and slammed into each other.

There is no flying soul master in the Wuhun Palace, so Zhang Xiaoxiao has no direct opponent, and because of the six-on-five situation, she is left empty. Basically no one can deal with her, but she is not

When she was idle, the soul ring flashed, and the flames continued to emerge from her body, and then gathered together, turning into firebirds and flying downwards to support her teammates, and also paid attention to protecting Ning Fei behind her, and at the same time harassing the opponent's support

Department of Soul Master.

However, if the frontal battlefield is not solved, it will be difficult for both sides to directly break through the other side's auxiliary soul master. After all, no one is a fool, they all know how to support, and both sides have very strong defensive soul masters. Without crushing strength,

, I really can’t break through.

Yan and the scenery kept colliding, and the flames and golden colors were constantly intertwined. The scenery was flying in the sky, and then he jumped down violently. The golden spirit enveloped him, turning his two hands into sharp claws.

Moreover, the sharp claws are also wrapped with golden soul power.

Looking at the scenery flying down, Yan gritted his teeth, his soul ring flickered, and a ball of flames rushed forward. The flames directly hit the scenery, but before Yan could be happy, the golden figure of the scenery had already popped out of the flames, and it was too late.

Many times, he could only use one hand to block in front of him, and the flames covered him in an attempt to reduce the damage.

The sharp claws scratched through Yan's armor, leaving five to bright red marks on his right arm, and his hanging left hand was also trembling slightly, scarlet blood dripping from his fingers, and,

This is not the most serious thing. Yan glanced at his chest. This was the sword wound that Xiao Heng left on him yesterday. It has not healed yet. Moreover, after the fierce battle, the wound has cracked and there is blood.

It flowed out bit by bit from the wound.

Although Yan was miserable, the burnt blackness on Jing Jing's chest also proved that he was not without any losses. After glancing at Yan's trembling hands, Jing Jing said casually: "How many more times can you block it!"

The calm words deeply hurt Yan's heart: "Damn it, if I hadn't been injured, you would have deserved it!"

Before he finished speaking, he forcibly raised his two bleeding hands, attached flames to his arms, and then rushed towards the scenery. The wings behind the scenery flapped, moving his body around, turning over, and came behind Yan.

He whipped his leg and kicked Yan's neck fiercely, but was blocked by a flaming arm.

The defensive soul master of Wuhun Palace blocked a fire bird from the sky, and then looked into the red mist. To be honest, after the battle, he really didn't have much confidence anymore. Although Yan seemed to be fighting the scenery back and forth,

But he was not the only one to see the blood shed.

There are other people, with the help of Ning Fei, even if the soul power of the opponent is a little worse than his own, they can still fight back and forth. Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is too strong, and it is impossible to assist six people at the same time.

Problem, and the increase is still large. If this continues, once Boss Yan is defeated, the others may not be able to hold on. There is also the woman in the sky. Her flames actually exploded. If there are a few more waves, they will almost be unable to hold on.

Already.

Now, the members of Wuhun Palace have basically figured out the battle situation. They can only place their hope on Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Wuhun fusion skills. Moreover, the two of them must be faster, otherwise, it may be too late.

On the roofs and big trees outside the Wuhun Main Hall, dense crowds of people stood high up, watching the game. Although they couldn't go in due to the rules, for many soul masters, standing outside,

They can still see clearly, and many spirit warriors with average eyes can also see roughly. However, when it comes to vision, it depends on Flanders, whose martial spirit is an owl.

"Dean, how are you? Can you see Xiao Heng?" Shrek and others stood on two big trees, and Ning Rongrong stood next to Flanders and asked anxiously.

"I can't see. The red mist is very weird. It seems to block my sight! But it's okay. With that kid's strength, this problem shouldn't be a problem for him." Flender shook his head slightly, looking relaxed.

On the other side, the master also looked at the situation there carefully and said in a deep voice: "The power of the soul fusion skills of the two soul kings is probably comparable to that of ordinary soul saints. Although Xiao Heng is strong, but...!"

The master thought for a while, but still didn't say the last thing. The martial soul fusion skill was strong. But think about it, Xiao Heng, that kid, really can't be judged by common sense. But then again, that kid was really perverted! At that time

If he was really dragged into Shrek Academy, it would be Shrek Academy who is fighting on the stage now! Hey! What a pity!

Thinking of this, the master suddenly felt a little regretful, but what he didn't expect was that if it weren't for Xiao Heng, it would be Shrek Academy who was standing there fighting. Unfortunately, when Xiao Heng came, the others would naturally have to leave.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Heng's team is also very strong. Even without Xiao Heng and that Soul King, they probably won't be weaker than us!" Tang San stood on another tree, his eyes glowing with purple light, and he wanted to

In terms of strength, with the Purple Demon Eyes, his eyesight may be better than that of Flanders.

Xiao Wu stood next to Tang San, holding Tang San's arm with both hands. Her eyes were slightly sad. She didn't know how long she could stay by Brother San's side. Maybe they would be separated soon! In recent days, she

I just have this bad feeling in my heart.

Zhu Zhuqing stood on another branch, her eyes also staring at the field, but there was no panic in her eyes because she had absolute confidence in Xiao Heng and he would definitely win.

On these two trees, most of Shrek's people were here, except... Dai Mubai! After the game, he left the academy, and he didn't know where he went. Oscar originally wanted to send someone to search for him, but he didn't know where he went.

But the place is so big. If you want to leave alone, how can you find it?

On the high platform, Bibi Dong looked at the battle below, with deep eyes and a calm expression, making it difficult to see what she was thinking. Suddenly, Bibi Dong casually said: "Sect Master Ning, this child trained by your Qibao Glazed Sect is really

He is so talented! If I remember correctly, he seems to be less than fifteen years old this year!"

Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, which caught Ning Fengzhi off guard. For a moment, he couldn't figure out what this woman was thinking. He could only say with a smile: "His Majesty, the Pope is ridiculous. The talents of Wuhun Palace are comparable to

Our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has many people."

Looking at Ning Fengzhi who was laughing, Bibi Dong didn't say anything. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and said: "Sect Master Ning, do you know if Guizong Tianjiao has an engagement? If not, you might as well come to my Wuhun Palace.

Take your pick!”

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately cheered up and glanced at Bibi Dong, who looked calm. However, if he refused directly, he would offend others. If he didn't refuse, it would be even worse. Therefore, he directly used his favorite method.

He smiled and said: "Haha! It all depends on what the kid likes!"

"Okay! It's clear!" Bibi Dong nodded slightly, turned her head, and continued to cast her gaze downwards.

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face gradually faded, and there were a lot of thoughts in her mind. It was certain that this woman was eyeing Xiao Heng. However, she seemed to be very confident. Did she have any unknown trump cards? But she wanted to return home.

Thinking about it, Ning Fengzhi is still quite confident in Xiao Heng. No matter how generous Bibi Dong is, can he treat Xiao Heng better than himself? He even gave his daughter to that boy, and the Qibao Glazed Sect. If nothing else, they are also like that.

Boy.

He doesn't believe it. Unless Bibi Dong gives herself to that boy, I don't believe that she has more chips than what I gave her. She doesn't have a daughter.

Looking into the field, the battle is still going on. The two sides are going back and forth. The battle is very fierce. Neither side has determined too many advantages yet, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that, excluding Xiao Heng and those two people, Liuli Academy is

Taking advantage.

(End of chapter)