The scene became white-hot for a while, no one knew who would win the game, that Wang Xun seemed to have some strength, but in the game that had ended, it was the one who shot later who won the final victory of the game, and Deng Haowen's game was not interesting.

Wang Xun waved his claws at Beigong Lingyuan, and the Dao Dao scratches broke out in a very close range with a power that exceeded the previous ones, and the close-range blasting was also one of Wang Xun's hole cards.

Seeing the claw marks that had a bit of momentum, Beigong Lingyuan still gently fanned the magic feather fan in his hand, as if he didn't care about Wang Xun's first soul skill and the power of the claw marks at all.

Under the effect of the first soul technique, the claw marks swung by Wang Xun became very dense, and he kept increasing his soul power output, looking for a point to break through the defense of Beigong Lingyuan.

In Wang Xun's opinion, Beigong Lingyuan's martial soul, that is, the fan and the first soul skill, should be purely related to the wind, as long as his defense is broken, then everything will become invulnerable.

Of course, the truth will not develop according to his ideas, no matter how strong the claw marks are in front of the Beigong Lingyuan Shenji Feather Fan, they can't even bear a gust of wind, and they are blown away by him, seeing this kind of scene, Wang Xun is very surprised, this is the first soul skill.

He was not discouraged, slowed down his soul power, and kept himself in a good state, what are you afraid of in a grade, he took two steps back, and once again performed his first soul skill.

The claw marks that filled Beigong Lingyuan's vision flew out of the air, Wang Xun controlled his soul power, and with the help of the moves he had just learned from the big guy in the second grade, he mobilized his spiritual power and fused his spiritual power with his soul power, so as to sublimate the strength of his soul technique, and he was very relieved to see that he successfully performed that move, his spiritual power was not strong, and it was already very good to use it so strongly, without suffering from backlash.

Beigong Lingyuan noticed the change in Wang Xun's soul technique, this time he did not fan the Shenji feather fan, but threw the Shenji feather fan into the air, this move caused the audience and the referee to be puzzled, his martial soul actually broke away from himself, so he was not afraid that the opponent would destroy it?

The feather fan of the god machine thrown into the air spun rapidly, and one after another blue crystals condensed by soul power flew out unevenly, he wanted to see who flew out of the power.

After the blue crystal collided with the claw marks, the crystals quickly wrapped them, as if they had spirituality, and each claw mark fell to the ground in an instant as if it had found its own home.

The thoughts between Wang Xun and the claw marks were completely cut at this moment, and the tingling pain in his brain reminded him that he couldn't last longer, and the backlash after overusing his mental power began to work.

After the whole game, Beigong Lingyuan only used two moves, fanning the wind, throwing the fan, to be honest, his martial soul has a certain amount of wisdom, and his spiritual power has a certain advantage between the same realms, and it is purely a joke and fun to exert his spiritual power in front of him.

Wang Xun knelt on the ground, the pain in his brain tortured him, a tiger roar resounded throughout the fighting soul field, his eyes gradually turned blood red, the tiger teeth became pointed and long, and the "king" on his forehead became more and more obvious, he slowly took out a black thing from the bag on his chest, if you look carefully, you will find that the thing is like a tooth that has been put for a long time, it has long been festered and mottled.

Beigong Lingyuan knew the opponent's last hole card at this time, and he also wanted to see what kind of strength his opponent had, he operated his soul power and remained vigilant.

A purple soul power spread out of Wang Xun's body, which should have been formed after using that tooth, Wang Xun stood up and glared at Beigong Lingyuan fiercely, the stinging pain in his brain had already paralyzed his instinct, his intellectuality, he was like a real tiger.

Beigong Lingyuan took the lead in attacking, he couldn't wait, if he completely digested that tooth, the consequences would be unpredictable, once people lost their rationality, they would become wild and stimulate their animal nature.

The blue crystals in the sky burst out towards Wang Xun, and Beigong Lingyuan leaned out his first soul ring behind him, the soul ring was shining, and dots of ink appeared around his body, and the ink moved with him, making his steps even more incomprehensible.

Wang Xun's hind legs kicked down, and he dodged the first round of crystal attacks, and after using that tooth, he became very agile, which was not the speed used by a battle soul master in the first ring.

That tooth made his martial soul undergo a brief change, from the swift tooth tiger martial soul sublimated to the tiger king, and that tooth was the tooth that the first tiger king replaced in ancient times, the tiger king can evolve in two directions, one is the purple soul power, which belongs to the power of the devil.

The brain tugged at his heart and even his limbs, and he became very crazy, extremely crazy, and in his eyes there was only prey, nothing more.

Qianfeng follows the ink, Beigong Lingyuan's first soul skill, the magic machine feather fan becomes a mystery, Beigong Lingyuan is rendered by ink, every time he attacks, there will be ink swinging, the ink is intermittent, but it looks like a painting from a distance, Beigong Lingyuan knows that he can't panic at this moment, the kind of soul skill that is almost crazy can only last for a while, during this time, either avoid its edge, or seal it, so as to stop his madness.

Maybe everyone will choose to avoid its edge, and try every means to avoid all the actions of the opponent when he is crazy, but Beigong Lingyuan will not, he will face the attack of the storm and face the fierce tiger roar.