The Peerless Tangmen's Township Bronze Coffin

The war has continued until now, and even Dai Huabin, who is proud of his heart, has a trace of decadence in his heart. The power he is proud of, in one-on-one, when facing a great soul master with only one soul ring, he cannot

Instead of gaining the upper hand, as his soul power is exhausted, he may be defeated at any time.

"Come on!" Dai Huabin roared, and his tiger claws collided with Jiang Hai's fist, but his body flew backwards as if there was no force. In the process of flying upside down, his third soul skill White Tiger Vajra Transformation was instantly dissipated.

, and rushed towards Zhu Lu in an instant.

What is he trying to do? Want to defeat himself and Yunhai first?

Chen Yong felt a little puzzled in his heart, but with the colorful clouds around, it was uncertain whether Dai Huabin could find their true identities.

"Martial soul fusion skill!" Ma Xiaotao saw this scene in the stands, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. The martial soul fusion skill performed by a thirty-level soul master and a great soul master, he could

Can it be blocked?

Liu Cheng laughed and said: "Teacher Zhou, Teacher Mu, I'm going to be rude to you about your soul bones!"

"Martial soul fusion skill!" Zhou Yi and Mu Jin also had a wave of confusion in their eyes, the evil-eyed white tiger and the ghost civet cat, how could they forget this.

However, in the past generations of the White Tiger family, there were only one or two pairs who could perform martial soul fusion skills, but they did not expect that they would actually meet each other, and Dai Huabin's strength made it impossible for any of his previous opponents to use this martial soul fusion skill.

And this may also become the key to Jiang Hai's failure.

When Dai Huabin rushed towards Zhu Lu, he let out a tiger roar. When the tiger roared, his body expanded again, and white hair and black tiger stripes gushed out crazily.

As Zhu Lu moved forward, her body became more and more transparent.

The moment the two came into contact, Zhu Lu's body had become completely transparent and blended directly into Dai Mubai's body.

At this moment, the auras of the two people were very mysterious, completely fused together. The white tiger seemed to have swallowed the black cat, and a powerful soul force continuously spurted out from their fused bodies, and the black and white light shone in the air.

Completely integrated into one body in the golden halo.

Martial spirit fusion skills.

Soul masters who know the significance of this skill already understand that Jiang Hai and the others have lost, unless Jiang Hai and the others also have the soul fusion skill.

However, martial soul fusion skills are so rare that there are strict requirements for both martial souls. Not only the martial souls must be similar, but the abilities of the martial souls must also complement each other.

Will coffin, cloud, and bear be complementary to each other? It is absolutely impossible.

Shrek Academy can be said to be the representative of the soul master world, but soul masters with martial soul fusion skills are still extremely rare.

After the martial soul fusion technique was successful, the figures of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu disappeared from the arena, replaced by a huge white tiger on the arena. The white tiger's body was illusory, but a pair of tiger eyes stared coldly at Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai's eyes were dull, and he stood calmly in front of the white tiger in front of him, extremely serious, just like the last time he faced the eight-hundred-year-old King Kong Tiger in the Star Forest.

A soul master who didn't even have a soul ring faced off against an eight-hundred-year-old royal soul beast.

This was simply an impossible battle to win, but Jiang Hai did it, and this time, it would be no exception.

In the stands, Zhang Lexuan appeared quietly in a white dress. Looking at the young man on the stage, three years later, the feeling this young man brought to her became more and more mysterious.

At level 20, can he still create miracles against a person with level 23 and level 31 martial soul fusion skills?

"Xiaoyong, Yunhai, get down!" Jiang Hai grabbed the bronze coffin string with one hand, the white tiger's tiger eyes looked at Chen Yong and Sun Yunhai, Jiang Hai said coldly.

"Boss!" Chen Yong and Sun Yunhai struggled in their eyes. How could the martial soul fusion skill be a martial soul fusion skill? They were obviously going to win.

If the two of them don't move, even if they lose, they must be upright and lose together.

"Go down!" Jiang Hai repeated again.

"Go down." Sun Yunhai appeared next to Chen Yong, tugged on his sleeve and said, "Believe me, boss!"

Chen Yong was silent for a moment and walked off the stage under Bai Hu's teasing eyes.

At this moment, only a white tiger and a young man dragging a coffin were left in the arena.

The boy dragging the coffin walked towards the white tiger step by step. The Netherworld White Tiger with their martial soul fusion skills was eight feet tall, while Jiang Hai, who was only 1.78 meters tall, looked like a toy in front of them.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Netherworld White Tiger, and its body bent down slightly. In the next moment, it had already caused a wave of terrifying transparent ripples, and rushed towards the direction of Jianghai at an extremely terrifying speed.

When the huge tiger's head pounced down, it held its head up proudly, and its gaze overlooking everything showed the aura of the king of beasts who roared in the mountains and dominated the world.

And Jiang Hai was also accelerating, getting faster and faster. He looked at the white tiger above his head and said coldly: "I hate it when someone looks down on me from above. We were born free, what qualifications do you have to look down on me!"

As he spoke, the golden light on Jiang Hai's body flashed, and his aura was condensed to the extreme. He jumped up high, dragging a huge bronze coffin weighing over a thousand kilograms. The height of the leap was higher than that of the Netherworld White Tiger. The huge bronze coffin was in front of him.

Behind him, like a sacred monument that suppresses the world, he made a half-circle in the air, looking down at the huge tiger head.

At this moment, the pride in Jiang Hai's eyes was even more dazzling than the pride in Bai Hu's eyes.

Zhang Lexuan quietly looked at Jiang Hai high above, and said to herself: "Is this the real you?"

She had always felt a sense of pride and loneliness in Jiang Hai, but she never imagined how arrogant he was in his heart. He was so arrogant that even a feudal lord Douluo would never look at him like this.

And feeling the superiority in Jiang Hai's gaze, a trace of anger flashed in the Netherworld White Tiger's lantern-sized tiger eyes. Why? What qualifications do you have to be more proud than me? I am the future person of the Star Luo Empire who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Duke White Tiger, you are just a pariah, why should you be more proud than me? White Tiger roared, looked up at the bronze coffin that was thrown at him, and rushed away.

Why?

Jiang Hai looked at the Netherworld White Tiger with a flash of disdain in his eyes. I have seen scenery that you have never seen before. It is scenery that you can never imagine in your life. What qualifications do you have to be proud in front of me?

boom!

The bronze coffin collides with the white tiger.

No one will question the result of the collision. Even the teaching director Du Weilun understands very well that the final blow, taking advantage of the condescending gravity, Jiang Hai's blow was powerful beyond the limit of his age, but he was only the second in a row.

He is a great soul master without even a soul ring, but his opponent is the Netherworld White Tiger who has used martial soul fusion skills.

The white tiger fell to the ground, and cracks appeared on the arena paved with layers of green bricks at Shrek Academy. However, the aura of the white tiger did not weaken at all. On the contrary, Jiang Hai's arm holding the bronze coffin was stained red with blood.

Du Weilun sighed and was about to step onto the ring.

There was no change in the eyes of Jiang Hai who was thrown high, and he seemed to not feel any pain. After flipping around in the air, and maintaining his balance with the help of the heavy bronze coffin, the bronze coffin hit the white tiger's head again, but this time,

The copper coffin seemed to become heavier, an extremely hot aura bloomed out, and the copper coffin seemed to be ignited with purple-red flames.

The flames were filled with evil spirits, as if they were the aggregation of all evil spirits in heaven and earth.

"What is this?" Many teachers stood up and looked at the changes on the coffin and asked in disbelief.

Zhang Lexuan and Du Weilun's eyes instantly focused on Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire, which was purer than Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire.

Why can Jiang Hai cast Phoenix Evil Fire?

Feeling the gazes of the two men, Ma Xiaotao remained calm on her face and tried her best to suppress the fluctuations of soul power in her body.

When Jiang Hai jumped up for the second time, the soul power in her body was being consumed rapidly. Although she could easily stop the output of this soul power, Ma Xiaotao strangely did not choose to do so. Instead, she continued to try her best.

to cover up this breath.

Zhang Lexuan seemed to feel something. She looked deeply at Ma Xiaotao and remained silent.

boom!

The copper coffin carried the flames and crashed down again. White Tiger seemed to have suffered an unbearable heavy blow. His proud head couldn't help but sink downwards. A wave of ripples shook from the place of contact, and the light in Bai Hu's eyes couldn't help but dissipate.

A trace.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Hai picked up the bronze coffin burning with blazing flames, and the second coffin followed and hit the white tiger's head again.

Never forget, persevere.

One coffin after another was smashed down, Jiang Hai's arms were stained with blood, but his eyes did not change at all, just like the eight-hundred-year-old Vajra Tiger he met back then. No matter how powerful the Vajra Tiger's defense was, as long as Jiang Hai was given a chance,

Jiang Hai will not give the other party another chance.

As if there is no end, Ma Xiaotao's soul power is disappearing continuously, her face is slightly pale, she is gritting her teeth, but trying her best to suppress her aura.

However, few people in the stands paid attention to Ma Xiaotao's changes. They watched Jiang Hai suppressing the Netherworld White Tiger with dull expressions.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dong couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and said in shock: "This kid is so fierce, can we... be better than... him?"

Huo Yuhao was also horrified, but when he saw the huge Netherworld White Tiger lowering his head again and again under the suppression of the bronze coffin, he couldn't help but let out a breath of evil in his heart.

Mom...sooner or later, I will be able to do all this.

boom!

After another coffin suppressed it, the huge Netherworld White Tiger finally couldn't bear it and dispersed under the bombardment of the bronze coffin, revealing Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu with pale faces and dull eyes inside.

With a flash of light, Du Weilun appeared under the bronze coffin without knowing it. He supported the bronze coffin with one hand. Eight soul rings appeared. A powerful soul power suppressed the evil fire on the bronze coffin.

Jianghai flew out upside down, the bronze coffin disappeared, and his face was extremely pale.

Du Weilun took a deep look at him and declared expressionlessly: "Jiang Hai wins!"

After saying that, he glared at the referee who was a little dull and walked back onto the stage.

The referee smiled. If it weren't for him, Du Weilun wouldn't have to take action.