The Pan brothers' soul technique quickly worked, and although Panqi's 'Ghost King Curse' was only at the spirit level, the effect was not very obvious.

But in the battle of the same virtuous martial soul master, this little gap is already very good.

It's just that what makes Mu Yang feel devastated is that the 'Ghost King Spell' is not a range-based soul technique, but at this moment, even he has its effect on himself.

Panqi was nervous, because the battle of the martial soul division was too exciting, and their movement speed was fast, causing Panqi's consciousness to not lock on to the target correctly,

In the end, when he found out that the target was wrong, he could only make the mistake and cast the 'Ghost King Curse' on all six people in the battle.

In this way, it can be regarded as 'fairness' in disguise.

However, when Mu Yang had just adapted to this sudden change, something even more painful happened.

The 'purgatory' of the Rock Fall was condensed, and the four walls of fire suddenly rose into the sky, instantly trapping Mu Yang and the five enemies inside.

What's even more excessive is that the 'purgatory' of Panluo this time was actually tightened in the early stage, and the square area enclosed by the entire wall of fire was only ten meters long.

"Wow, don't they be second-hand soul masters!" Mu Yang had a bitter face, and he wailed in his heart.

Originally, to deal with group fights, he relied on his body to be agile and quickly change his position to avoid attacks.

Now even the range of motion is restricted, isn't it the rhythm of being stuffed in the pot to cook?

"Hahahaha, stupid, right?"

"How do I see you hiding now?"

"Death!"

The other five all laughed.

In a small space, in hand-to-hand combat, whoever has the most will have the advantage.

In this way, Muyang is unavoidable, unavoidable,

All the 'soul slashing' that comes from wielding must only be resisted with one's own 'soul slashing'.

"Damn, this is too bad!"

Mu Yang's wail spread all over the four fields, causing both Panlu and Panqi to turn red, and retreated to the sidelines.

"Well done! Senior Yang will win now!"

Pan Man nodded hard at Pan Qi and Pan Qi, looking like he was bound to win.

"Yes, Senior Yang will win!"

"Waiting for victory!"

After Panman's encouragement, Panluo and Panqi also became inexplicably confident.

As everyone knows, Muyang at this moment has been pitted by them to the point that he is about to hang.

"No, you have to use 'invincible'!" Mu Yang covered his injured arm and gritted his teeth on guard.

The five of them gained the advantage, and suddenly they were not in a hurry to attack, but stood on the spot and sneered and said, "You can kill the Venerable even by yourself?"

"Hey, I guess the head of the family was deceived. ”

"Haha, I didn't sleep well all night because I was so serious last night, I didn't expect it to be such a piece of garbage. ”

Mu Yang didn't care about the ridicule of the five people, but he inevitably had some doubts in his heart.

"How do they know that I killed the ancestor of the Qiu family?"

"No, it's just speculation, right?"

"No matter!"

I don't think about it, the current situation has reached a critical juncture, and if I don't use 'invincible' again, it is estimated that it will be very difficult to pass this level.

But fortunately, the existence of 'purgatory' makes it impossible for the audience around the ring to see what is happening here.

While the five of them were still making mockery, Mu Yang snorted coldly, secretly touched the flying knife on his waist with his right hand, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

"Death to the master!"

He was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed at the nearest man with a dagger in his left hand.

"Hmph, look for death!"

The five people on the other side also reacted quickly, although they were slowed down a little by the 'Ghost King Curse', but who wasn't?

Seeing Mu Yang stabbing forward, one of them immediately waved the long knife in his hand, attached the same golden 'soul slashing' as Mu Yang, and instantly slashed towards Mu Yang's waist.

"It's a good time!" Mu Yang squinted, snorted, and hurriedly squatted down slightly so that the knife could hit the position of the heart.

Seeing this, the five people were shocked to no, they didn't expect that this person would make such a move, and they didn't even want to block it, and the dagger in their hands still kept in that direction and stabbed over.

"Look down on me?" The man wielding the knife was suddenly so angry that he couldn't help but feel a little more powerful in his hand.

The long knife was close, and Mu Yang turned around at that moment, so that his chest was right on the blade.

The golden soul slash attacked, and the light of 'invincible' flashed away,

The man wielding the knife suddenly felt that his chest was being cut by some sharp weapon, and before he could come back to his senses, blood was already gushing in front of him.

That is, at the moment when his chest was cut, Mu Yang adjusted the position of his body, fell sideways, and then took out a flying knife in his right hand and threw it towards the location of the incision on the man's chest.

The flying knife was extremely fast, and it was not hindered at all, like a monkey jumping out of the water curtain hole, and flew out of the incision position in the blink of an eye.

In this way, the remaining four people would think that it was Mu Yang's hidden weapon that caused damage to the person who wielded the knife.

It's just that they are more puzzled that the flying knife looks like it's just an ordinary weapon, how can it be so easy to cut the wound in the face of the body of a virtuous-rank martial soul master?

Blood gushed and screamed to the sky, but even so, the man still didn't lose his life, and even retained a trace of combat effectiveness.

The body of a Virtuous Rank Martial Soul Master is already strong, even if it resists a golden 'Soul Slashing' attack, it is difficult to kill him on the spot, not to mention that the attacks transferred by the 'Invincible' are not all.

"Not dead?" Mu Yang secretly snorted, thinking a little angrily, "Damn, weak chicken!"

The battle became fierce as one of the opponents was seriously wounded,

Mu Yang's 'invincibility' was relied upon, although the other five people suffered a lot of damage, but they could not win because of this.

After all, the offensive and defensive alternation between the five of them was very perfect, and the injured person retreated to the perimeter, and after a short rest, he made another substitution and retreated to adjust.

And because of this, although Mu Yang's combat skills are rich, he is a little thin when facing such a few opponents.

"This will not work, sooner or later it will be consumed. Mu Yang frowned and said secretly in his heart,

The soul power in his body had already consumed about fifty percent at this moment, and the time had only passed for five or six minutes, and even the duration of the 'purgatory' had not yet passed.

And the five people on the other side also seem to have found some rules of Mu Yang, although they have not seen through the function of 'invincible', but they have already discovered that Mu Yang has another strange soul technique,

This soul technique is very special, and it may also be some kind of soul armor, it seems to increase the power of the throwing knife in his hand, as long as he attacks somewhere on his body, the flying knife will definitely be able to hurt the same position on his body.

In this way, these people also cleverly began to attack Mu Yang's limbs, trying their best to avoid some vital parts, in order to save their own lives and then consume Mu Yang's soul power.

"Ah~~~ Panfall, you're a pit!" Mu Yang wailed with sadness.

The heaven-level 'purgatory' lasted for about ten minutes, and now only half of the time has passed, and he has been beaten like this.

By the time the 'purgatory' disappears, it is estimated that the gates have been closed.

The battle continued, and Mu Yang wanted to hit the opponent's 'soul slashing' with his head several times, but they had already seen Mu Yang's routine, but no one was fooled, and every time they would turn the knife in time.

"Rub, kind of hack me?" Mu Yang was anxious, and scolded like a shrew.

"Haha, this weak chicken is in a hurry. ”

"Hmph, don't think we don't know what you're up to. ”

"Relying on the special soul armor, you want to exchange lives with us?

Seeing this, the five people immediately ridiculed, although they were not lightly injured, but they were not as miserable as Mu Yang when they were evenly shared.

Mu Yang regretted it at the moment, he believed in the strength of 'invincible' too much, so that when he used it for the first time, he didn't use his head to resist, which led to the current situation.

But it's too late to say anything now, and the most important thing now is how to drag it out until the end of 'purgatory'.

The range is wider, there are more places to dodge, and although you can't win, at least a draw is guaranteed.

"No, I can't draw, I have to win!"

Mu Yang gritted his teeth, his mind turned sharply, and he immediately had a way.

"Can you hear me?"

Trying his best to dodge the attack of the five, he shouted repeatedly.

It's just that the wall of fire formed by this 'purgatory' is extremely loud, and it is difficult to communicate with the voices inside and outside.

Panfall didn't hear Mu Yang's shout at all.

"Damn, then don't blame the master, I'll also pit you!" Mu Yang gritted his teeth, thinking hatefully in his heart, and then turned around, and rushed towards the wall of fire of 'purgatory' without looking back.

"Let's hope that kid can resist. ”

Mu Yang's behavior suddenly made the other five people freeze in place,

"He killed himself?"

"Physical Soul Resistance?"

"It's not that awesome, is it?"

The five of them were all confused, they knew that even if it was the physical strength of a Virtuous-level Martial Soul Master, it would not be much difficult to resist some beginner-level soul techniques, but this was obviously a middle-level Heaven-level Soul Technique.

If you are roasted by this thing, won't it be cooked directly?

"Big brother, what should I do?"

"What else can you do? Why don't you rush over and cut him?"

"Well, let's wait for the soul magic to disappear. ”

............

Mu Yang cast the 'invincible', quickly crossed the barrier of the 'purgatory', and rushed out in the blink of an eye.

Although he didn't suffer much damage, in order to reduce the damage suffered by Iwan Fall, he also took back the 'Invincible' in advance before he came out of 'Purgatory'.

"Hiss~~~"

Mu Yang was roasted in agony, and when he appeared in everyone's field of vision, the audience suddenly erupted in a burst of crazy laughter.

"Hahahaha, the hair is gone. ”

"This man...... What do you think?"

......

Muyang was bald, not only bald, but his eyebrows were burned.

Similarly, Rock Fall was also lying on the ground blackened and convulsing.

"Damn, what's this called? Mu Yang touched his head, brushed off a layer of burnt hair, and sighed to the sky, "Can you change a few teammates for me!"

Thinking about it, the battle here is not over yet, Mu Yang ignored everyone's surprise, and hurriedly shouted: "'Forget worries' and 'redeem'!"

"Okay!"

When it was finally time for Panman to play his role, I saw him roar excitedly, and then immediately mobilized the soul power in his body.

The soul power surged, and a familiar ability suddenly diffused.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu wants to let the five of you deeply experience what it's like to stand firm and be beaten. ”

Mu Yang turned his head to look at the location of the 'Purgatory', snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, although he felt the familiar soul power, he didn't experience that familiar feeling.

"What's going on?"

He frowned and turned to look at Panman.

"I'll you...... Come on, come on, you go up, Lao Tzu won't fight!"