"Can you only bite the bullet?"

Tang Le scolded secretly, that is, seeing that Dao Ming was getting closer and closer, he had to come up with a countermeasure.

"Looks like that's the only way to do it."

Tang Le muttered, looking at Dao Ming's eyes a little more pitiful.

In the rivers and lakes of the previous life, there was a spread of "turning gong", this law is an evil law, and it is the existence of everyone who condemns it.

It can be said that as long as there is "chemical power", then the rivers and lakes will definitely set off a bloody storm. However, what only a few people know is that the "Northern Spiritual Skill" of the Loose Sect can also absorb the enemy's power and keep it for themselves.

However, because this method is too complicated, the internal force method of the Northern Shengong gradually declined, so that no one knew about it.

And no one in the entire Xiaoyao faction can do this except for the head of the Xiaoyao Zunzi. Even if Tang Le, as the chief disciple, did not have a thorough understanding of this method, even if he comprehended some fur, he would kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred when he used it.

But in the face of such a dangerous moment, perhaps this is the only way to help yourself.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, Tang Le instantly unlocked the acupuncture points of his whole body according to the memory in his mind, so that the true qi of the Northern Darkness could smoothly turn throughout his body.

Tang Le followed the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and Ren Pulse that Xiaoyao Zunzi had shown him, and began to operate the Northern Darkness True Qi according to the method taught to him by Xiaoyao Zunzi. If it was perfunctory before, but at this time, he had to be cautious in the face of Dao Ming's strong killing intent. The purpose of the Northern Spiritual Skill is to absorb people's internal force for their own use, and the Northern Shengong absorbs people's internal force and stores and transforms the nature of true qi into Northern Darkness True Qi through storage work, and fully exerts the power of Northern Spiritual Qi.

And Tang Le's did not want to absorb Dao Ming's internal force, but intended to dissolve its internal force.

"He still has the heart to meditate?"

Dao Ming looked at Tang Le with a surprised expression, and he really didn't understand why he began to fumble around on his body. Even if there are some doubts, but Dao Ming naturally does not want to miss the opportunity.

Dao Ming's raised hands drew an elegant arc, and the Bright Moon Knife followed closely behind, turning into a little starlight in the air. Tang Le only felt the sound of a "buzzing" wind in his ears, and then his body shook slightly, and a sharp sword aura had locked on him.

This sword is virtual and real, and the Bright Moon Knife turns into eight rays of light and shadow in mid-air, which makes people somewhat unpredictable. And it is this one that also reveals the true strength of Dao Ming, as long as Tang Le can't prevent these eight sword shadows, then he will definitely die, and what awaits him is only ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

In fact, Dao Ming had no intention of killing Tang Le, and this sword was just a lesson for him to save face.

Dao Ming slashed down, and with a loud bang, eight sword shadows fell on Tang Le. Then, unlike what he expected, Tang Le was not injured, but his momentum became stronger.

Seeing that Tang Le was not injured, the angry Dao Ming raised the Mingyue Knife and slashed it away.

Unexpectedly, Tang Le's right arm blocked, and he attacked directly, and then his left fist quietly swung out. Daoming shouted, "So fast" and immediately dodged the attack. Tang Le withdrew his left fist, and the right fist that had been attacked before was as if nothing had happened, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness condensed in his fist and hit it out. Dao Ming panicked, and hurriedly raised the Bright Moon Knife to block, but how could it be so easy to take the attack with the Northern Darkness True Qi condensed into a fist? As expected, Dao Ming was shocked and took two steps back, almost spitting a mouthful of blood on the sword.

Immediately after, Tang Le stepped forward and came to Dao Ming's side, and the Northern Spiritual Skill slapped him in the abdomen. Dao Ming, who was standing next to Tang Le, seemed to be unable to break free at all due to some kind of traction, and at the same time, the whole person was like soaking in warm water, his whole body became soft, and he couldn't move at all.

"How is this possible?"

Dao Ming exclaimed, his hands hung down weakly, and the Mingyue Knife also fell to the ground.

Tang Le stood in place, gasping for breath, forcibly using the Northern Pluto Divine Skill to bring a lot of burden to his body. Before, the knife knew that it couldn't break free because it was affected by the Northern Spiritual Skill, which can dissolve the enemy's internal force, and if the enemy's internal force is attacked in close combat, it will be forcibly dissolved and make it lose its defense, but unfortunately no one is proficient in the Northern Spiritual Skill except for the Ancestor of Xiaoyao.

"You forced me!"

Dao Ming raised his head to the sky and roared, and the purple circle of light on the soles of his feet lit up. The bones of the whole body made a crackling sound, the height of the whole person reached more than two meters, the two arms also became huge, and the palms were as sharp as wolf claws. The blood-red pupils appeared in the eye sockets again, and compared to before, the bloody aura on Dao Ming's body at this time was even thicker. The pressure generated by the thousand-year-old soul ring distorted the entire space, and even the audience present felt a little difficult to breathe.

This is really Dao Ming's third soul technique, Sword Demon. This soul skill was only obtained by him after spending months in the Star Dou Great Forest hunting a 1,200-year-old Demon Flame Wolf. This soul skill can not only greatly increase his attack and defense, but also remove all negative effects, which is undoubtedly the best help for him at this time.

Dao Ming, who had been strengthened by the third soul technique, was simply a humanoid beast all the time, and the surging soul power was so painful that Tang Le couldn't breathe. At this time, Dao Ming's eyes were already covered with a layer of red, and he slowly picked up the Mingyue Knife left on the ground, and walked over with heavy steps.

Seeing that the knife was coming, Tang Le turned sideways and wanted to escape, but he felt his back sink, and his legs couldn't move as if they were injected with lead.

This is the unique aura formed by Dao Ming's third soul technique, which can immobilize enemies within range.

At this time, all the audience clearly saw that Dao Ming, who was two meters tall, slowly walked in front of Tang Le with a Mingyue knife. A layer of bright red energy instantly spread out in his body, enveloping the two of them at once.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Dao Ming raised the Bright Moon Knife and stabbed Tang Le's chest, and the bright red blood flowed out instantly, staining the previous white clothes red, leaving a shocking knife mark.

Tang Le's body shook violently, and he just wanted to struggle, but his strength was insufficient, and the whole person collapsed to the ground and fell down heavily. Bright red blood ran down the wound and covered the floor.

Looking at Dao Ming with a calm face, Tang Le was about to say something, but he only felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person fainted.

At the moment when Tang Le fainted, the host standing on the stage announced loudly. "Let's congratulate Dao Ming on successfully defeating Tang Le and winning six consecutive victories!"

The entire arena immediately burst into warm applause, and the applause was like waves one after another. Compared with the excited audience, Tang San and the others in the rest area did not have a good face.

Although Tang Le's failure was expected, why was it so difficult to accept?