180. Because you're afraid of pain, you should defend yourself!
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Walking on thin ice, step by step.
These two idioms can be said to vividly describe the tactics of the Emperor Dou team at this moment.
Every step is extremely solid, with the Shi brothers as the forwards, and the rest of the people are steadily advancing behind them, not greedy for merit, not rash, and can be said to be as stable as an old dog.
Yang Ming tried to shoot a fireball from a distance, the fireball condensed by the Qinglian Earth Heart Fire was the size of a basketball, and it was equally powerful.
Wherever the fireball passed, the air was distorted by the heat of thousands of degrees, and the light of the gaze was distorted, making it difficult to see.
The Shi brothers were like two thick shields, standing side by side, their heads shrunk into their chests, and the earthy yellow soul power light appeared on the surface of their bodies, accompanied by the three soul rings on their bodies lit up one by one, and they were stunned to block the scorching fireball with their defensive soul skills and perseverance tortoise shells.
Because you're afraid of pain, you'll have all your defense!
Rumble!
In the surging fireworks, the tortoise shell was burned black, and there were faint signs of melting.
But in the next moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind the two Shi brothers:
"It's just a little burn!"
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a faint fragrance, a white light fell from the sky, and the white light looked extremely peculiar, it turned out to be in the form of petals, slowly falling, falling directly on the Shi family brothers, and blending into his body lightly.
The slightly melted parts of the tortoiseshell immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance.
That's right, this petal-like white light floated out of the hand of Ye Lingling, the only auxiliary soul master in the Emperor Dou Clan.
At this time, in Ye Lingling's hands, it was a pink begonia flower, composed of white and pink petals, the begonia flower color is gorgeous, and the flower posture is beautiful.
Flower branches and branches slide down from both sides of Ye Lingling's palms, soft and windy, hanging Yingying, like a lady with beautiful hair covering her face, affectionate veins, and merciful demeanor.
At this time, the purple light on her body had just converged, and it was obvious that the white petal-like light before was her thousand-year-old soul ring technique.
Martial Soul! Nine hearts begonia!
This is a very peculiar healing martial soul, no matter how many soul rings it has, there is only one soul skill.
This is also its terrible place, its role is in the group of all healing, the degree of treatment is controlled by the soul master's mind, the higher the level, the more soul rings, the more soul power used to heal.
Ye Lingling is one of the three sects of the immortal Nine Heart Begonia descendant, the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul has always been a single lineage, each generation can only have one successor, and at the same time, there can only be two Nine Heart Begonia soul masters, only one dies, and the descendants may appear again, which can be said to be the least number of martial souls.
I have to say that the C tactics formulated by the Emperor Dou team specifically for Yang Ming are very strong!
When training before, Dean Flender had pointed out Yang Ming's weakness, which was more than enough to explode and not enough endurance.
Yang Ming's skills are all high explosive and high damage, which can kill the opponent in the shortest possible time, but at the same time, the sequelae are also very large, that is, Yang Ming's soul power is insufficient.
This is also because every time Yang Ming is promoted to one level, he needs three times the soul power of ordinary people to upgrade, that is to say, Yang Ming's soul power reserve is three times that of the same level!
Even so, Yang Ming is still facing the dilemma of a shortage of soul power, once he falls into a protracted battle, he can't break through the opponent's defense line in a short time, and he will only fight more and more passively.
"Tsk!"
Thinking about this, Yang Ming felt a little tricky.
Of course, it's just a little tricky!
"Open the door, close the door, give birth to the door, hurt the door, open!"
In the shocked gaze of the Dou Huang clan, Yang Ming's momentum suddenly changed, and extremely powerful soul power fluctuations appeared on his body, and when the four doors were opened, the soul power directly crossed the soul sect and reached the first level of the soul king.
The hair stood upside down like a hedgehog, and the muscles on Yang Ming's body swelled violently, and the soul power in his body could not be filled and gushed out of the surface of his body, forming a soul flame covering his body, and a trace of the arc of soul flame and air friction wrapped around his body, making him look like a Super Saiyan transformation.
Under the oblique bangs, a little red glow shines in the Shrek mask.
Yu Tianheng only felt a tingling in his scalp, instinctively feeling uneasy, and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to remind the Shi family brothers to cover and defend.
But!
The speed at which he opened his mouth was obviously not as fast as Yang Ming's speed at opening the Lilian Flower!
Exceeding the speed of sound made Yang Ming form a white light, ordinary people could not catch Yang Ming's trace at all, only some high-level soul masters, with their profound soul power background, focused on their eyes with soul power, and could faintly see a trace of Yang Ming's outline.
Seeing this, the leading teacher of the Emperor Dou team, Teacher Qin Mingqin, almost spat out his words.
"Referee, I'm going to report someone for cheating!"
But whether it was Qin Ming or the Emperor Fighting Team, there was only a huge breaking sound in his ears at this moment!
"Boom!"
It's obviously two sounds, but because the difference time is almost equal to zero, people mistakenly think that there is only one.
The Shi brothers were slashed by Yang Ming's mysterious sword one after another, and the sharp sword light connected into a bleak cold light, leaving oblique white marks on the two of them, and the huge force wrapped in the sword also pushed the two backwards.
The two of them had four legs, their legs were slightly bent, their center of gravity sank to avoid being lifted away by Yang Ming, and their shoes ploughed a long scorch mark on the hard floor of the Fighting Spirit Table, which was more than a meter long.
Because of the fierce friction between the shoe and the floor during the regression, the soles of the shoes faintly emitted a burning smell.
If it weren't for the fact that the Xuanwu Turtle was the top defensive martial soul, I am afraid that just this time, the two of them would be eliminated!
Before the rest of the Emperor Dou clan could breathe a sigh of relief, Yang Ming stepped on the ghost shadow.
At this moment, with the addition of supersonic speed, the ghost shadow trace can be said to be worthy of the name, Yang Ming's figure disappeared in place, but in exchange for the ghost shadow, surrounding the seven members of the Emperor Dou team.
If it weren't for the well-trained Yu Tianheng and the others, coupled with the fact that they had already made preparations and formed a circular defensive phalanx, I am afraid that both the crispy skin and the auxiliary would have been killed by Yang Ming.
The Shi brothers stood on the periphery of the circle, followed by Yu Tianheng, Yufeng, and Oslo, and at the core were Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
Looking at the ghosts in front of him, he couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false, a trace of cold sweat oozed from Dugu Yan's forehead, and said:
"No, I tried it just now, and before I got close to the poisonous smoke of the Emerald Snake, I was wiped out again by his cyan flame, so I can only rely on you."
Yu Tianheng raised the dragon claw, and his gaze suddenly showed a sharp edge.
"It seems that this is the only way to go."
The thick dragon arms shimmered with brilliant blue brilliance under the lights of the central arena, and the tips of the dragon claws were long and sharp, possessing a destructive power far beyond ordinary people's imagination.