Yan Song gathered dozens of souls in an instant, and his strength increased explosively, surpassing Xue Ling in both soul power and physical fitness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even though the run-in between Xue Ling and Xiang Yu has reached a perfect realm, in the face of such an opponent who does not play cards according to common sense, Xue Ling is still in a dangerous situation.

Every time Yan Song attacked, Xue Ling hesitated between blocking and dodging.

Dodging requires more physical energy and concentration, which can be resisted, the burden on Xue Ling's body is too great, and how many times he can bear it, Xue Ling has no bottom in his heart.

However, Yan Song also seems to be bearing a great burden, which should be the reason why he was reluctant to attach so many souls at the same time in the first place.

The continuous attacks were already Yan Song's breathlessness, but according to this situation, it must be Xue Ling who fell first.

Yan Song jumped close to Xue Ling, with a fierce momentum, and it seemed that he wanted to end this competition quickly.

After being forced to approach, Xue Ling's first reaction was to retreat, but it was already a little late.

Yan Song threw a straight punch from close distance, and he planned to use this blow to divide the victory.

The destructive force was enough to penetrate all flesh and blood, and there was no chance for Xue Ling to retreat with his whole body!

Xue Ling's body trembled, and his heart was already occupied by fear.

The thought of not only being robbed of his soul mark after defeat, but also the threat of death made Xue Ling afraid.

The body lost its most basic survival instinct and stood motionless for the oncoming attack.

Not only the functions of the body, but also the senses of hearing, sight, taste, sensation, and touch are lost due to fear.

Before he was hit, his eyes were blurred, and Xue Ling's body was dominated by fear.

Already lost?

What little consciousness Xue Ling had left was still spinning.

"Is this a reflection before death?"

Like looking back on my own life, the memories of the past appear in my mind one by one.

Xue Ling's life should have been lost by a crazy move of his own before this.

Fortunately, he inadvertently became a psychic and escaped death.

These days, I can become Yuan Lei's master, stay with Ziqing and Anqi for a few more days, and come to such a beautiful island with everyone to play.

Forget it, I've earned so much in vain, and now I'm dead, and it's no longer a loss.

It's all come to this point, Xue Ling is still trying to measure his profit and loss, it's really crazy.

It's just that whether Ziqing can accept Xue Ling's departure, Xue Ling can't rest assured.

Also, whether Xiang Yu was willing to become Yan Song's soul slave, Xue Ling felt very guilty.

"Huh, boy! Wake up! You can't just throw in the towel!! Didn't you say you wanted to help me achieve my long-cherished wish? ”

Xue Ling's consciousness was touched by Xiang Yu's voice, and he set off with Ziqing, and the scene of leaving his hometown and coming to the outside world that he had never seen before appeared in front of Xue Ling's eyes like a photo.

Ziqing didn't know how worried she was off the court now, or if she had always believed that her brother, who loved and was strong, would definitely win, and then thought in her heart that she would give Xue Ling a gentle hug when she stepped out of the ring.

Did she ever think that his brother would be separated from her here?

No matter what, Xue Ling didn't want to disappoint Ziqing, let alone be sad, this was something that Xue Ling would never allow!

The fear in Xue Ling's heart was dispelled by a firm belief that came out of nowhere, and his consciousness was pulled back again.

"I'm sorry, my king, I was really cowardly just now, and now, I don't want to die!!"

The figure of Xiang Yu appeared in his brain, with his back to Xue Ling, standing in front of Xue Ling, Xue Ling really wanted to walk up and say to him, this time, let me walk side by side with you!

Xue Ling opened his eyes, Yan Song was immediately shocked, on Xue Ling in front of him, what he saw seemed to be Xiang Yu, and the angry red pupils made Yan Song shudder.

What the hell is going on, it's like Xiang Yu, who was crisscrossing the battlefield and could retreat the enemy army with disgust, appeared in front of him.

Yan Song involuntarily stopped his attack, and the fist that was almost attached to Xue Ling's abdomen actually trembled.

Whether this is Xiang Yu or Xue Ling, Yan Song couldn't tell the difference, but he was outrageously seen by the red pupils in front of him.

"Drink !!" With a roar, Xue Ling's soul power increased dramatically, and just by bursting out of the soul power gushing out of his body, Yan Song took a few steps back.

"Master, what's wrong with him?"

Not only Yan Song, but also the audience was shocked, including Yuan Lei.

The blood-red pupils and the huge soul power, although they only appeared for a few seconds, the shock they brought to everyone really couldn't be ignored.

"Although it was only for a moment, Xue Ling had indeed achieved the highest level of the soul of the samurai, the soul descended."

Kong Hua was also slightly surprised, and smiled when he saw Xue Ling's extraordinary performance.

Yan Song looked at his hands that were still trembling, and then looked at Xue Ling in front of him, who had returned to his original state, Yan Song was even more annoyed!

Victory was clearly close at hand, but he didn't dare to do it because he was afraid.

This time, Yan Song will never let Xue Ling go again!

Xue Ling had always wanted to be like him ever since he saw Gu summon Horcruxes with a soul array.

Therefore, he firmly remembered the soul array that Kong Hua saw on the fourth floor, but no matter how Xue Ling tried, he couldn't succeed!

Whether you carve a soul array on the ground or draw it on your hand, you can't summon a Horcrux.

It wasn't until he saw the soul array covering the entire lake in the central lake that Xue Ling roughly guessed how to use the soul array that summoned Horcruxes.

That is to control one's own soul power and use it to form a soul array.

This is not easy to do, and in the past, Xue Lingding could not complete it.

Last night, Xue Ling and Xiang Yu had been blowing the sea breeze on the top floor of the hotel for several hours, and they were already able to form half of the soul array.

"Let's summon Horcruxes!"

"Are you sure?" Xiang Yu's words directly reached Xue Ling's mind.

"Hmm!!" Xue Ling was confident that he would definitely be able to summon a Horcrux this time, because reality would not allow Xue Ling to fail!

Xue Ling's right hand stretched out to his side, opened his palm, and with the palm as the core, the soul power gushed out of the body and converged in front of the palm, forming the prototype of a soul array, becoming more and more refined, and every detail was gradually perfected.

Xue Ling concentrated his mind and tried hard.

To make such a move in front of an opponent is to clearly expose one's own weaknesses to the tiger's mouth.

Every detail can not be wrong, time is limited, there is only one chance, once you fail, it means death.

"Did it work?" The soul array in front of Xue Ling's palm began to take shape.

Xue Ling injected more soul power, and the soul array expanded several times, emitting the soul light that had already been activated.

Xue Ling put his hand into the soul array, and from inside, pulled out a weapon wrapped in soul power.

The moment he came into contact with the Horcrux, Xue Ling felt the restlessness that came from Xiang Yu and the Horcrux.

Thousands of years later, Xiang Yu will not forget the weapon that accompanied him on the blood-stained battlefield.

Horcrux, also excited to be able to fight his master again.

Yan Song saw that Xue Ling was concentrating on summoning the Horcrux, and wanted to take the opportunity to defeat Xue Ling, so he jumped over a whip leg that was enough to kick a broken steel plate.

But it was already too late, Xue Ling grabbed the Horcrux tightly, pulled it out from the soul array, inserted it into the ground, and blocked the blow.

"It's finally back, my Overlord Gun!" Xue Ling involuntarily said this sentence in Xiang Yu's tone, this horcrux is so familiar, this is a feeling from Xiang Yu.

With the Horcrux, Xue Ling would be able to exert Xiang Yu's power 100%!

and Yan Song can still fight.

Xue Ling pushed Yan Song away and swept away, and Yan Song was forced to jump back to dodge.

"Now it's my turn to attack." Xue Ling held the overlord gun in his right hand, pointed the head of the gun at Yan Song and said.

Seeing Xue Ling, who was happy to successfully summon the Horcrux, Yan Song was even more angry, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out,

"You rookie who came out of nowhere, and you still want to defeat me! I have dozens of times as many soul slaves as yours! ”

"So what, I'm the soul of the Samurai who signed a contract with Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, even if it's a hundred times my time, I'm going to defeat you!"

Xue Ling ran towards Yan Song, the overlord gun dragged behind him, and the ground shattered when the head of the gun passed. Yan Song also rushed towards Xue Ling, waving his angry fist, but he couldn't suppress Xue Ling like before.

Xue Ling, who had a Horcrux, easily resisted Yan Song's attack, and his sharp spear edge approached Yan Song.

Xue Ling lowered his body and swept towards Yan Song's feet, the head of the spear did not touch the ground, but the ground was still shattered by the soul power wrapped around the head of the spear.

Yan Song was forced to jump up and dodge.

Xue Ling also jumped up, above Yan Song.

In mid-air, Xue Ling leaned sideways, holding the tail of the Overlord Gun with one hand, and swung the Overlord Gun up from behind, making a half-circle and sweeping down.

Yan Song, who was still in the air in a low position, couldn't dodge, so he could only block it with his hand to avoid the spearhead.

But the force of this blow was so great that Yan Song's whole person was brutally knocked down from mid-air.

Bang!!!

With a loud bang, Yan Song smashed into the ring, and the powerful impact made the entire ring shatter and be covered with dust.

Xue Ling landed on the ground, looked at Yan Song who fell in the middle of the rubble, and thought to himself that he had already won.

Yuan Lei and Ziqing in the audience all jumped up happily.

Kong Hua seemed to have guessed that Xue Ling would definitely win, "Sure enough, Xue Ling won." ”

Surprisingly, when Xue Ling breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Song reluctantly got up, coughed a few times, and bright red blood flowed out of his mouth.

The body is already covered with blood, and you still don't admit defeat?

Xue Ling felt very strange about his persistence, in the previous competition, Xue Ling had never seen such a desperate existence.

Yan Song covered his mouth that was still bleeding, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Xue Ling.

"Fuck off! I can't afford to lose! I'm a nobleman, the heir to the Soul Gathering Seal!

You can't say anything at the hands of a guy like you.

You say that even if my soul slave is a hundred times as many as yours, you will defeat me?

Then try, a hundredfold soul !!

Let's all come out!! My soul slave!!! ”

Around Yan Song, a huge number of souls appeared.

"Come on, let this guy pay the price of his delusional defeat of me!"

Countless souls rushed into Yan Song's body one by one.

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