Chapter 133: Fighting Dreams
"Cherish dreams, it's actually cherished dreams, the four masters attack the weirdest, and they are good at soul attacks!"
"Why did he suddenly appear to protect the big officials? Did he want to break the rules of the gladiatorial arena? ”
"Rules are dead, don't forget that behind Ximeng and the big officials are the two largest organizations."
"Cherish your dreams, it seems that it is impossible for Xiao Yao to kill the big officials!"
"Hmph, did you hear Xiao Yao's last sentence just now? Even if he dreams of it, he seems to want to try! ”
In the stands, everyone was talking, two of the four masters had already made a move, and Xiao Yao actually dared to say such a thing in front of Xi Meng, obviously he didn't take Xi Meng in his eyes.
The battle is getting more and more interesting.
"Hmph, how can this be reasonable, defeated one and actually came up again, it's too bullying, Brother Xiao Yao, do you want me to go down to help you?" Yan Niu's angry hands pinched Xiao Man's waist and shouted coquettishly.
"Boy, if you are kind to my old man in the future, my old man will go down and cremate them now!" Lao Bi was on top of the cigarette girl's head, flapping his wings, and shouting shamelessly.
Xiao Yao stared at Ximeng tightly, the other party was as famous as the big officials, and the attack method was weird, and the strength was naturally undoubted, but the last thing Xiao Yao was afraid of was the threat, if he retreated because of fear, this was not in line with his cultivation heart.
Knowing that there was nothing to do, Xiao Yao wanted to try to kill the big official in front of Ximeng, and at the same time show this person who broke the rules of the gladiatorial arena that he could not control everything.
"Glimps!" Just when everyone thought that Xiao Yao was just talking about the scene, it was impossible to really do it with Ximeng, but Xiao Yao had already moved.
"Hmph, look for death!" Ximeng snorted coldly, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and a soul attack directly blasted into Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness.
In the calm sea of consciousness, a tornado suddenly blew, and a figure wrapped in a black robe stood in the air, standing above Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness, overlooking all living beings!
"Such a powerful soul power, I didn't expect you to not only have outstanding talent, but also so strong soul power, over time, your achievements will definitely be above me!" Seeing Xiao Yao's cherished dream of the sea of consciousness, he sighed slightly.
"It's just a pity that you'll never have a chance to surpass me, because it's impossible for a dead man to grow!"
The black shadow raised his hands weakly, and a giant sword more than ten zhang long slowly took shape, exuding an aura of destruction that appeared above Xiao Yao's consciousness.
"Soul Slayer Sword!"
Raising his hands high, and then slashing down fiercely, the giant sword slashed towards the soul origin in Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness with the momentum of thunder.
Soul attack, it's really weird!
Xiao Yao watched all this quietly, although he was not good at manipulating soul power attacks, but his soul power was far stronger than ordinary cultivators, and it was not easy to hurt him with his dreams.
As soon as the giant sword was activated, the calm sea of consciousness suddenly surged, and a giant fist completely covered by silver light rushed out of the sea and slammed into the giant sword that was inserted upside down.
Boom!
The giant fist and the long sword were annihilated at the same time, and the huge soul power was violently scattered, rolling up the boundless waves of the sea of consciousness, and the water waves were monstrous.
"Get out!" Xiao Yao roared angrily, this is his sea of consciousness, if he fights for a long time will cause damage to his soul, although he has no soul attack method, but the first thing for the beast control master is to cultivate soul power, so his soul power is not necessarily weaker than Xi Meng, and in his sea of consciousness, Xiao Yao's soul power is far stronger than Xi Meng.
Columns of water suddenly rose in the sea of consciousness, and then those columns of water turned into giant dragons and collided with the phantom in mid-air.
Xi Meng's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Xiao Yao, a monk with such a high talent, to actually cultivate soul power, even if he started cultivating after beating his mother's womb, it was impossible to have such a strong soul power.
He knew that his most proud attack had failed, Xiao Yao's soul power would not attack outside, but the defense was more than enough.
Looking at the dozen or so water dragons in front of him, the soul clone of Ximeng withdrew from Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness in embarrassment.
"Ugh!"
In the gladiatorial arena, Xi Meng's body trembled slightly, and let out an inaudible muffled snort, and the wisp of soul clone that he attacked into Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness was shocked by Xiao Yao's counterattack.
At this time, Xiao Yao's body stiffened in place and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Glimps!"
Originally, he was forced by the soul attack of the dream and had to pause, and pounced on the dream at a very fast speed, and the soul attack was a long-range attack, so I will give you a melee combat.
"Just now they suddenly stopped, standing motionless in the gladiatorial arena, it was the soul fighting!"
"It should be, but Xiao Yao can move again now, could it be that Ximeng's soul attack was broken by him?"
Everyone looked at the battle situation in the gladiatorial arena and kept guessing, if they wanted to know that Xiao Yao not only broke Ximeng's soul attack, but also injured Ximeng's soul, I don't know what their expressions would be!
Looking at Xiao Yao's illusory figure, the ghost light in Ximeng's eyes is even stronger, others may not be able to capture Xiao Yao's body, but he is good at soul power, but he can catch Xiao Yao's position.
Everyone else knows that Ximeng is good at soul attacks, but how can he be ranked among the four masters with soul attacks alone, Ximeng is not a weak person in combat.
"Finger Mess!"
The two pairs of hands that were originally in the black robe suddenly leaked out, and the slender fingers were well maintained, white as jade like a pair of women's hands, above the ten fingers, the green light flickered, flickering and dimming.
With a slight click, Ximeng pointed a finger in one direction, and with a bang, a puff of green smoke rose in the air, and Xiao Yao's figure had just left from where.
No one would doubt that if it was stained with the green light on his ten fingers, he would probably disappear directly.
"Eight Blasts!"
Xiao Yao's figure suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, and the fist covered by the silver fist smashed towards Ximeng.
Ximeng also seemed to have long expected which direction Xiao Yao would appear, and pointed his fingers at Xiao Yao's fist.
Just when everyone was excited and curious about which blow would be better or weaker, Xiao Yao's figure suddenly turned around, changed direction halfway, and pounced behind Xi Meng.
Ximeng secretly screamed, no, the figure hurriedly chased after it, but it was too late.
"Xiao Yao, do you want to kill them all?" The big officials who were lying on the ground to cultivate suddenly saw Xiao Yao cross the blockade line of Ximeng and pounce on him, and the frightened officials were stunned.
"Hmph, you should know when you kill someone else, this day will definitely come, come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back!" Xiao Yao shouted coldly, gathered all his strength, and smashed his fist into the head of the big official.
"Despicable!" Ximeng was furious and wanted to rescue the officials, but the distance between the three was not far away, Xiao Yao thought that he had no intention of calculating, how could he catch up with the rescue?
Boom!
The head of the big official was like a watermelon, smashed by a punch, and the red and white flowed all over the ground, looking a little disgusting.
Yan Niu covered her eyes with her hands, a little unbearable, but the others were fine, there were people dying every day in the gladiatorial arena, and they had long been used to this kind of scene.
Just like what Xiao Yao said before the big official died, if you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later!
Killing the big official, Xiao Yao fled away in an instant, narrowly dodging the attack of Ximeng, standing aside and staring coldly at Ximeng.
"You have violated the rules of the gladiatorial arena, and now that the senior official is dead, if you continue, I think the administrators of the gladiatorial arena will not sit idly by!"
Xi Meng's face was wrapped in a black robe, and he couldn't see any expression, but everyone could imagine that Xi Meng's face at this moment must not be good-looking.
Xiao Yao killed the big official in front of him, and he had said it clearly in advance, which was undoubtedly a few slaps in the face.
"You are very smart, you didn't plan to fight me head-on from the beginning, everything was just to attack and kill the big officials, I fell for you!"
Xiao Yao did not deny it, and from the moment Ximeng appeared, he had said that he was going to kill the big official.
"He kills people, I kill him, it's right, you can't control it!" Xiao Yao shook his head, looking at Ximeng with a cold face, if it weren't for the fact that the star power in his body was exhausted now, he would really want to fight with Ximeng.
Ximeng didn't say anything, and he didn't like the style of the big officials, but he Xiao Yao killed people in front of him, which was to slap him in the face.
"I challenge you, tomorrow morning!" Ximeng said coldly.
Xiao Yao looked at him, not afraid at all: "No need for tomorrow, wait for me for an hour, and then you and I will fight!" ”
"Hahaha, Xiao Yao, you're crazy, okay, I'll wait for you here for an hour!" I laughed at my dream, sat cross-legged and closed my eyes after speaking.
Xiao Yao didn't care about him, and walked back to the lounge to recover his star power.
In the stands, after an explosion of the pot, Xiao Yao killed the big official in front of Ximeng, and actually agreed to Ximeng's challenge, what is even more shocking is that he actually set the time an hour later.
Although it can restore star power in an hour, is it a little too reckless for Xiao Yao to do this? Or is he already sure that he will defeat his dream in the battle just now?
Everyone speculated, but Yan Niu looked at the direction of the lounge with some worry, a little helpless.
No one left in the stands, and an hour was nothing to them as cultivators.
When Xiao Yao opened his eyes again, the star power in his body had been restored, and after a big battle, he felt that the star power in his body was even more like a finger, and his strength was unconsciously stronger.
When Xiao Yao's figure walked into the gladiatorial arena indifferently, there were suddenly two more figures in the stands, one was the woodcutter Shang Ying, who had fought with Wei Zhen and the world, and the other was a man in a yellow shirt with five big and three thick, who looked honest, but the aura he exuded between his gestures made no one in the crowded stands be able to get close to him within a foot.
Someone had already called out his name in surprise, "Skinny horse!" "One of the four masters, on the same level as the dream of the great officials.
Ximeng slowly opened his eyes, watching Xiao Yao walk step by step, he stood up, took a deep breath, and raised the spirit of his whole body to the best state.
"If you feel that time is too short, I can wait, I hope to beat you at your peak!"
Xiao Yao had heard this sentence before, and when Ximeng said this, he did not despise it in the slightest, but was cautious, this is the real powerhouse.
"No need, let's start now!" Xiao Yao shook his head and said with a smile.