The Peerless Tangmen's Township Bronze Coffin

The fierce and powerful lightning flooded Jiang Hai in an instant. The referee hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should save Jiang Hai. Perhaps Jiang Hai's previous performance left a deep impression on the referee, so he hesitated at this moment.

Facts have proved that the referee's hesitation was right. Thunder light shot up into the sky, and at the top of the light pillar, a copper coffin was bathing in the thunder light. The figures seemed to be illusory, but the copper coffins kept falling from the sky, compressing the thunder light pillar.

, just pressed down, pressing on the top of Yu Yuanlong's head.

Yu Yuanlong raised his dragon claws and stood upright, trying to catch the copper coffin falling from the sky with his own arms.

boom!

A terrifying wave of air filled the air in all directions, and a deafening sound also appeared on the ring. The ring under Yu Yuanlong's feet was shattered layer by layer. Half of his body was buried in the gravel, and the dragon scales on his arms were also layered.

The layers were shattered, and the dragon's blood dyed the school uniform red.

"Ah!" Yu Yuanlong shouted violently, and the blood seemed to affect his reason, making his aura stronger again. With a strong push, he threw the copper coffin weighing more than 6,000 kilograms out of the river together with it.

Bloodthirsty, the more serious the injury, the stronger the strength.

boom!

The copper coffin directly hit the barrier. The expressions of the soul masters maintaining the barrier below changed greatly, and they quickly increased the input of soul power. Who knows how heavy this copper coffin is?

But the moment Jiang Hai was about to fall off the ring, a flying rope wrapped around his waist and pulled him back. It was Xu Wenqing.

"Are you okay?" Xu Wenqing asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, there are still fifteen seconds!" Jiang Hai shook his head and said. The effect of Qingmang Xing allowed him to bear only a small part of the damage caused by the thunder element. Under his strong blood and body, it was very harmful to him.

The damage caused by himself was indeed not serious, and in the last collision, Yu Yuanlong was mainly responsible for the pressure.

On the other side, Xu Yunxiu was still casting spells, his fingers flying like butterflies in flowers, each soul ring shining, but he didn't know who he was targeting!

However, they still chose to believe Xu Yunxiu.

"Leave it to me!" Xu Wen shouted softly, looked at Yu Yuanlong who continued to kill, shouted loudly, and the wrist guard on his arm once again bloomed with yellow light, protecting his body, and pulled out Tianxuan from behind.

The sharp blade struck Yu Yuanlong in an instant.

Facing the fierce sword light, Yu Yuanlong snorted coldly. He had already felt the damage of the critical soul guide from Jiang Hai's righteous hand. At this moment, he was not afraid at all and directly blocked the Chosen Blade with one hand.

There are limits to attacks and critical strikes, but this limit is not enough for Yu Yuanlong at this moment.

The dragon scales shattered and blood spattered everywhere. A drop of it splashed on Yu Yuanlong's face. Yu Yuanlong licked his own blood and sneered: "Is this the extent of the so-called Chosen Blade?"

Yu Yuanlong raised his foot and kicked Xu Wenqing in the stomach, sending Xu Wenqing flying out.

"Wen Qing!" Jiang Hai shouted, and the copper coffin flew to his side. Power was about to surge from the copper coffin, but he heard Xu Yunxiu's low shout coming over.

"Reverse!" I saw Xu Yunxiu's hands forming a seal, and countless silk threads bloomed with golden light, connecting her to Han Meng of Tianlong Academy. I don't know when, Han Meng's body was interspersed with an unknown number of transparent silk threads. Xu Yunxiu's words

Amid the sound, Hanmeng's martial soul dragon bell also rang again.

The momentum of Yu Yuanlong, who came to kill again, kept falling with the sound of the Yulong Bell. Soon he dropped from being close to the soul emperor to the state of the first soul king. Yu Yuanlong's eyes also recovered a bit.

Qingming shouted angrily: "Hanmeng, what are you doing?"

He could feel that the blessing given to him by the Yulong Bell had not only disappeared, but was now suppressing his attributes and power.

Facing Yu Yuanlong's questioning, Han Meng didn't say a word and still manipulated Yu Yuanlong to control him.

Yu Yuanlong glanced at Xu Yunxiu who was casting a spell. Although he didn't know how she did it, Yu Yuanlong was sure that this must be something the other party was doing.

"Feng Qingqing, interrupt Han Meng quickly." Yu Yuanlong shouted. Now Han Meng is no longer increasing his power, but limiting his performance.

Hearing this, Feng Qingqing rushed towards Han Meng without hesitation, but she was only an auxiliary soul master. Han Meng was controlling the Dragon Bell while avoiding Feng Qingqing's attack. For a moment, she couldn't tell the difference at all.

Victory or defeat.

"Boy, it's my turn, let's try Tianxuan's fist of justice!" Yu Yuanlong's momentum dropped, Jiang Hai laughed, the copper coffin disappeared, and gave up the idea of ​​borrowing power from the copper coffin, Tianxuan

The hand of justice bloomed with golden light, and he took a step forward, leaving a series of afterimages of his body on the ring. He had already arrived in front of Yu Yuanlong, and the hand of justice struck down without reservation.

Yu Yuanlong snorted coldly, the thunder on the dragon's claws flashed, and he also blasted towards Jiang Hai not to be outdone. His martial spirit is the blue electric tyrant dragon martial spirit. Even if the Yulong Bell cannot increase him, then he is still a five-ring

How could the soul king retreat when faced with a third-level soul master?

boom!

The electric light and the golden light collided again and again. Perhaps because of bad luck, the Chosen Hand of Justice never had a critical hit. In the duel with Yu Yuanlong, Jiang Hai did not have an advantage, but Jiang Hai's powerful physical advantage also

It has been shown that even if the soul power is not as good as the opponent, but with the support of physical strength, the Chosen Hand of Justice and the Thunder Dragon Claw were not defeated in the duel.

"The Chosen Fist!"

Feeling that the power accumulated in the Hand of the Chosen Justice has reached its extreme, Jiang Hai had a premonition that the next blow would definitely be a critical hit, and it was a critical hit that accumulated countless punches. Strictly speaking, the Hand of the Chosen Justice was a critical hit.

It is a soul guide that is more powerful than the Chosen Blade. Although the critical hit rate has not changed at all, it has the ability to store attacks. Every soul power attack without a critical hit will have part of it stored. After a critical hit,

At this time, it is converted into critical damage and fed back to the enemy.

And Yu Yuanlong seemed to feel the danger of this punch. Although he didn't know the secret of the Hand of the Chosen Righteousness, he also guessed that the next blow of the Hand of the Chosen Righteousness was likely to be a critical hit.

The five soul rings suddenly lit up, and the thunder and lightning that filled his body became several times stronger in an instant, and quickly rushed toward his arm, the fifth soul skill, Blue Lightning Overlord Fist.

boom!

The collision of fists with fists, the power of accumulated critical strikes and the explosive power of Ten Thousand Years' fifth soul skill collided together. The powerful air waves flew away the green bricks on the ground, and more than ten people appeared on the ground.

The huge pit was about 3 meters long, and the rolling air waves crashed into the barrier outside the arena, causing the barrier to rumble.

The next moment, cracks appeared on Jiang Hai's Hand of Chosen Justice. His body roared back more than ten steps, blood flowed from the gloves, but he looked at Yu Yuanlong with blazing eyes.

Yu Yuanlong's face was bloodless, and his body did not retreat even a step, but he also fell into the debris of the arena. His arms were slightly deformed, the arm bones were cracked, the dragon scales were shattered, and he also became a bloody man.

"Ahem!" Jiang Hai coughed up a mouthful of blood and couldn't help but kneel on the ground, but there was a light of excitement in his eyes. Compared with the physical body, even the five-ring Yuyuanlong could not compare with him, and the two of them had

The strength is evenly matched, but in terms of physical endurance, Yu Yuanlong is not as good as him, so... he wins!

thump!

Yu Yuanlong's body fell directly to the ground, Xu Yunxiu's five fingers were still moving, and Han Meng's body stayed on the ring, and a voice came from his mouth, saying: "Do you want to continue?"

Xu Wenqing also stood up tremblingly from the ground, pointing the chosen blade at Feng Qingqing. Feng Qingqing's fist stopped in front of Han Meng could no longer swing, and said with a bitter expression: "We lost.

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"Do you understand?" Over at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the leader, Mr. Ma, looked at the students beside him and asked.

Ma Rulong, captain of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy team, said uncertainly: "Is it the puppet master?"

Mr. Ma nodded.

Xiao Hongchen joked: "Illusionist, soul master, puppet master, ice piano, fire dance... This Dongcang Academy really deserves the name of art, even the soul master has so many tricks."

Ma Rulong said: "Having more tricks does not mean that we are weak. If Dongcang College is grouped with us, it will also be a difficult opponent. This battle with Tianlong College can be regarded as playing out all the cards of Dongcang College. Otherwise, if

If encountered in advance, an illusionist or a puppet master may change the outcome of a team battle."

Illusionists are not uncommon, and there are quite a few soul masters with psychedelic soul and soul skills, but puppet masters are really rare. Countless people don't even know what a puppet master is, including Tianlong who faces it.

Everyone in the college.

One golden needle flew out of Han Meng's body and returned to Xu Yunxiu's body. Han Meng also fell to the ground softly. His eyes were full of fear, and he trembled: "What did you do to me?"

At that moment, she felt as if her body no longer belonged to her. She had lost all control over her body and her martial spirit, but she still had a profound memory of everything that happened in the outside world.

"It's nothing, I just used your body to fight. Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you!" Xu Yunxiu said lightly, walked to Xu Wenqing's side, supported Xu Wenqing, and was about to walk towards Jianghai

, Jiang Hai had already stood up, smiled at the two of them, looked at the referee, and said: "Referee, can you announce the result of the game?"

"Yes... yes, in the third round, Dongcang Academy wins!" the referee immediately announced.

A miserable victory!

This battle was too difficult for Dongcang College. Both Dongcang College and Tianlong College suffered heavy losses.

Dongcang Academy, Feiyan, and Xu Wen were slightly or seriously injured, and the extent of Jiang Hai's injury was unclear. More importantly, all the trump cards were played.

The situation at Tianlong Academy was even worse. Zuo Zonglong was seriously injured, Zhao Xiaoyao was half disabled, brothers Yuan Chu and Yuan Jin were also injured, and team leader Yu Yuanlong was also seriously injured. Only Han Meng in the entire team was able to escape unharmed.

And the auxiliary soul master Feng Qingqing, if you are unlucky, maybe this round robin will end.