"But the truth is, no matter how hard you struggle, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the outcome of this game. Wu Fang shook his head and sighed, as if he was feeling sorry for the three little guys on the fighting platform.

This strange secret method is similar to the Blood Sacrifice, and it is different from the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, which is to forcibly fuse the two together with the help of the auxiliary soul master's ability. And with the burning essence blood, he can obtain soul power that surpasses the current several times.

Even if the two guys who merged into one won this game, they themselves would be the losers, and even if they didn't die, they would be reduced to a waste.

"You should be worried about your disciples now, right? If you don't want them to be hurt or even killed, let them throw in the towel immediately. Bibi Dong glanced at Wu Fang and said in a deep voice.

"We'll see. ”

Wu Fang smiled knowingly, without the slightest worry on his face, and his gaze returned to the competition platform.

"I—I want to—you—you—die!" the figure composed of armor and Xuan Ce slowly spat out the cold syllables from his mouth.

As if a terrifying sound from hell fell, the blood mist outside its body instantly spread, encompassing the entire arena in the blink of an eye. Tang San and the seven people were naturally completely enveloped by this blood mist.

Although this blood mist is not a realm, it has a similar miraculous effect to the realm. Whether it was Tang San, Dai Mubai, or the rest of the Tang Sect, they all found that their senses, soul power, and actions were more or less suppressed.

This thick blood-red mist, like a mixture of special energy of anger and psychedelia, inexplicably makes people have all kinds of negative emotions.

Just when Dai Mubai and the others were in a state of confusion, Tang San's blue silver realm erupted with a dazzling blue glow. Under the shroud of the blue mang, although everyone's negative emotions receded, their vision was still affected by the blood mist.

"It's... This soul power fluctuation is above me!"

"What? You're an 84-level Contra! If they're still above you, wouldn't their combined strength have reached level 85, or even above that!"

"Obviously, I was a level 76 Soul Saint before, a level 69 Soul Emperor... Why, when the two of them are combined, they can exert the strength of level 85 Contra!"

"What is certain is that this is by no means a martial soul fusion technique. Maybe it's the secret of the Martial Spirit Palace, but now it's certain that those seven little guys from the Tang Sect are in danger!"

......

After a Contra Douluo in the stands revealed the powerful soul power released by the combined figure of the armor and Xuan Ce, the spectators pinched a cold sweat for Tang Sanqi and the others, they were now facing an 85-level Contra Douluo!

"Door master, do you have any backhands for this apprentice? Otherwise, the champion will be given to the crazy people in the Wuhun Palace. Strictly speaking, if they hadn't used such ruthless means, they would have been defeated. ”

On the rostrum, Ning Fengzhi looked at Wu Fangquan and said. With his strength, he naturally saw the horror of the combination of armor and Xuan Ce, and he really couldn't think of any other way for the Tang Sect disciple to defeat an 85-level Contra Douluo. The main reason why he was so anxious was that his baby daughter was also one of the disciples of the Tang Sect.

"The battlefield has been handed over to them, let's just watch. Wu Fang waved his hand towards Ning Fengzhi and said lightly, signaling him not to be nervous.

On the fighting platform, the body of the armor (Xuan Ce) continued to shrink, but the blood mist outside its body surface was becoming more and more condensed.

"Shura Storm!"

At some point, a strange weapon with a blue knife and a sickle overlapping appeared in the hand of the armor (Xuan Ce).

As his cold shouts filled with murderous intent fell, the blood dance around his body frantically surged towards the strange weapon in his hand.

Whew!

With the sound of breaking through the air, a blood-colored blade of light shot out from the edge of the strange weapon, and behind the blade of light, a huge blood-colored tornado vortex followed closely.

"Stand back!"

Feeling the terrifying aura on the Blood Blade, Tang San exclaimed in surprise, his figure flickered, turning into a piece of lilac metal and facing the Blood Blade.

"Bell-"

In the deafening sound of metal colliding, Tang San instantly flew upside down, and if he looked closely, he could find that there was a shallow scratch on the place where he had been struck by the blood blade.

Fortunately, the bloody blade carrying a fierce aura also dissipated.

However, although Tang San successfully blocked the Blood Blade, the tornado vortex that followed behind still blasted towards Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and the others.

Fortunately, after Tang San's reminder, Dai Mubai and the others retreated early, only to be shocked out by the power at the very edge of the whirlpool.

Since Xiao Wu retreated at the end, it suffered the most from the shock. As his body rolled in the air, a blooming flower quietly fell from his arms.

Looking at the Acacia Broken Gut Red that flew out, Xiao Wu's face changed suddenly, and she quickly scooped up the Acacia Broken Gut Red and stuffed it into her arms again.

"She's..."

However, it was such a short period of time, and the four pairs of eyes on the rostrum, except for Wu Fang and Ning Fengzhi, suddenly all fell on Xiao Wu's body.

There was a look of surprise in their eyes, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Not only the four people on the rostrum, but also the several Titled Douluo sitting on the VIP seat also opened their mouths wide and showed stunned expressions at the moment when Acacia left Xiao Wu's body.

Among them, Bibi Dong's expression changed the most, in addition to being surprised, he was also a little excited.

On the competition platform, Xiao Wu obviously felt the oppressive force from the Titled Douluo, and there was more panic on his face.

But just when he met Wu Fang's smiling gaze, a warm current inexplicably rose in his heart, and the fear on his face instantly dissipated.

After Bibi Dong glanced at Xiao Wu again, he turned his head to look at the VIP seat. In the VIP seat, the two gray-haired old men seemed to understand the meaning of Bibi Dong's gaze and nodded slightly.

"Thunder Break!"

On the fighting platform, after Tang San stabilized his figure, the Haotian Hammer in his hand danced, and under the chaotic cloak hammer method, his second 100,000-year red soul ring lit up.

The next moment, with a rumbling roar, its hammer suddenly swelled in size, wrapped in a huge circle of blue rays and smashed into the armor. In the blue mang, purple and black thunder and lightning intertwined, evolving into a deep-sea giant shark.

"Fever Nightmare!"

The armor glanced at Tang San with disdain, facing the powerful Haotian Hammer without dodging or dodging, holding the weapon in both hands, and slashing down from top to bottom.

Bang!

In the earth-shattering loud noise, Tang San's figure blasted out again, if it wasn't metallized in time, I am afraid that he would definitely be seriously injured under this blow. The aftermath of the collision directly cut a deep ravine on the fighting platform.

"Third brother, you are not his opponent now. Let's use combos, too. Xiao Wu glanced at the mighty armor, gritted her teeth and looked at Tang San.

Tang San didn't answer immediately, but set his eyes on the other five. When he saw Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and the others all nodding, Tang San's figure flickered and flew to the center of the six people.

"Poseidon's Light!"

When Tang San was in the center of the six people, the seven people shouted at the same time.

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