They had never experienced the strong stench, and they had never even thought that there could be such a stench in the world, which was the smell of the dung pit, compared to this stench, I am afraid that it can be regarded as immortal.

"It stinks!"

"No, I'm going to faint!"

"Hold your breath!"

"It's useless!"

The people watching the battle under the ring held their breath one after another, but even if they held their breath, the stench was still unaffected, and even became more and more intense.

"Puff ......"

The sound of objects falling to the ground came out, and the spectators closest to the ring finally couldn't hold on in the stench and fell to the ground one after another.

On the high platform, the Ten Heavenly Kings stretched out their hands to cover their noses one by one, but it was useless, the stench continued to come, and they almost fainted after smoking.

It was King Lu who was sitting at the front, his face was flushed, and it seemed that he would not be able to bear it at any time.

"What kind of martial soul is this, how can there be such a martial soul in the world?"

"No, I can't stand it, run. ”

"I can't stand it anymore, it stinks!"

In the middle of the venue, the spectators at the very edge of the venue turned around and ran towards the outside of the venue.

"No matter what, if you violate the rules, you will break the rules, and I can't stand it!"

"It's a big deal to be locked up for a few days, it's better than bearing this stench!"

In the center of the venue, a spectator who was extremely far away from the exit of the venue and couldn't get out of the venue for a while suddenly got up and flew towards the sky.

As the first figure flew up, the following figures flew up one after another, flying towards the outside of the venue, but unexpectedly they didn't see an Imperial City Shadow Guard during the flight, and there seemed to be an Imperial City Shadow Guard flying up, and then fell to the ground again, as if they were smoked by this stench.

Mu Wushu bore the brunt of the stench, his eyes were black, and he almost fainted.

"The fat master has been waiting for your martial soul for a long time!" Peng Junyue didn't seem to be affected by this stench at all, and with a loud laugh, he attacked towards Mu Wuyi.

Mu Wushu looked like a drunk, his body swayed from side to side, and he seemed to be unable to defend in the face of Peng Junyue's attack.

"How can this be? No matter how stinky this stinks, Yimu's invincible strength will not look like he is going to faint like this. On the high platform, Gui Li frowned slightly, looking at the direction of the ring full of puzzlement.

"It's because of the Blood Shark Martial Soul, the shark's sense of smell is extremely keen, which is far beyond our ordinary people's ability, that is, many canine beasts that are good at smell are not as strong as the smell of shark beasts, so Mu Wushu is far more stench than we feel. ”

Ling Yan explained softly, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the distance, "Look at those people of the Sea Clan. ”

Gui Li Wen Sheng looked in the direction Ling Yan pointed, and in his sight, the people of the Sea Clan had already fainted to the ground, and their faces were even more pale, as if they were dead.

"This fat man, not only is his fighting style obscene, but even his martial soul is so obscene! In the world, how can there be such a disgusting martial soul!" Guili said with the stench, and quickly held her breath, although she knew that holding her breath could not resist the stench, but she still did so.

Eventually, the stench slowly drifted away from the ring.

Well?

Mu Wudi's complexion changed again, the stench had obviously drifted away, but there was still a strong stench in the ring.

No, your own breath, your own aura, how can your own aura also stink?

Not only the aura, but also the whole body, there is a strong stench.

Did the stench remain?

Peng Junyue frantically attacked Mu Wuyi, while reaching out to cover his nose, and shouted loudly: "Mu Wuxian, you are so disgusting, did you fart just now, why is it so stinky?"

Don't think about admitting it, look at you, the aura on your body is all stinky. You haven't in a few years, why do you fart so stinky? Don't be disgusted with your fat man, why don't you go to a tuba first, and then come to fight your fat man?"

Mu Wudi's face didn't know whether it was smoked or angry, it suddenly became iron-blue, gloomy and almost dripping, a green tendon on his forehead was constantly beating, and his heart almost exploded.

In his life, when has he been ridiculed like this and insulted like this!

The huge blood shark phantom behind Mu Wushu dissipated instantly, and a strong murderous aura appeared in his eyes.

"Die!"

A single word almost came from between Mu Wuyi's teeth, and the voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the whole time.

A stream of blue light poured out of his body, and it seemed that a volley of cold ice appeared in the sky, obviously icy, but it jumped like a flame.

The temperature around him plummeted, and the entire ring seemed to be frozen in ice at this moment.

"Sneer......"

The ice appeared, but there was a snort of flames burning in the air, and the ring under his feet burned wildly, the air was burning, and the aura was burning......

Everything in this space burned wildly.

It's obviously icy, and the temperature around it has become cold, but it gives people the illusion that the entire sky is burning.

Under combustion, the odor quickly evaporates and dissipates......

"Rin Snow Evil Fire Martial Spirit!"

Under the ring, an exclamation suddenly came out, followed by a series of shocking shouts.

"Double martial souls, Mu is invincible, he is generally a double martial soul with Zheng Shiyi!"

"The Snow Evil Fire Martial Soul, this can be said to be the most special and weird flame martial soul in the world, cold as ice, but it is fire, a flame that is hotter than magma. ”

"Legend has it that a martial soul can melt the ice field!"

"Peng Junyue is afraid that he is going to lose now. ”

Peng Junyue felt the coldness of the air around him, and took a step back slightly, but he still had a lewd smile on his face: "Double Martial Soul, do you think it's just you who are Double Martial Soul?"

As the words fell, above Peng Junyue's head, a translucent phantom suddenly floated out, and this phantom slowly rotated above his head in a ring, and no breath flowed out, it seemed to be just an ordinary phantom.

"What is this?

"This is an illusory martial soul composed of two small faces and three crying faces? Why is there no breath, what is this?"

Under the ring, everyone was stunned for a while when they saw Peng Junyue's suddenly revealed martial spirit.

What is this?

On the high platform, King Lu's eyes that had been indifferent suddenly shot out of a fine light, and he looked at Peng Junyue with surprise and shouted: "Destiny Martial Soul!"

"Destiny Martial Soul, this is Destiny Martial Soul!" Under the ring, a gorgeously dressed man who was obviously the son of a family suddenly let out an exclamation.

"The Destiny Martial Soul really seems to be the legendary Destiny Martial Spirit. An extremely rare magical martial spirit, this is the first time I've seen a destiny martial soul!"

"Destiny Martial Soul?" Mu Wushu glanced at the martial soul spinning above Peng Junyue's head, and his face showed a solemn expression.

Above Peng Junyue's head, the martial soul rotated rapidly, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish between a smiling face and a crying face.

It was just a breath of effort, but the martial soul stopped turning, and a smiling face was facing the direction of Mu Wuving.

Peng Junyue burst open his mouth and laughed: "Smiley, you are miserable, it is a smile for the fat man, but it is ...... for you"

Before Peng Junyue's words fell, the air around him suddenly trembled.

There was a dull sound in the sky, and a muffled thunder sounded as if it had shattered the sky.

The next moment, a blue bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, falling without warning.

The lightning bolt as thick as the three of them hugging a big tree swept through, dyeing the entire sky blue, and the arcs of electricity visible to the naked eye continued to jump like electric snakes, and where the lightning passed, the space was instantly torn apart.

A terrifying to the extreme, terrifying to the extreme, earth-destroying power fell to the earth.

In the whole venue, there was a sudden instinctive horror of danger in the hearts of everyone, as if they were all about to be completely annihilated by this lightning fall.

Thunder!

This is a real thunderbolt!

The thunder fell, and the air in this space seemed to have evaporated.

Mu Wudi's face changed drastically, and he wanted to dodge, but the heavenly thunder that seemed to be far away in the sky one moment had already bombarded his head heavily in the next moment.

A loud sound like the explosion of a mountain came out,

Mu Wudi's whole person was split by a blow, his whole body shone with blue arcs, the clothes on his body were completely destroyed under this blow, and his body became even more charred, like black charcoal, and there were bursts of smell of cooked meat on his body.

On his body, the muscles exploded, and the red blood flowed out and fell to the ground, and the whole person's body shook violently, and the aura in his body rolled wildly, almost completely dispersed under this blow, and the internal organs were completely displaced by the impact, as if they were about to burst open.

"Poof......

Mu Wushu opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pitch black because of the lightning bombardment, but he couldn't see the paleness.

Below the ring, everyone was silent.

On the high platform, the Ten Heavenly Kings behind Zheng Shiyi looked at Peng Junyue's direction one by one with a shocked face, that was Mu Wuving, it was the same Ten Heavenly Kings as them, under the attack of Peng Junyue's martial soul, he was attacked like this with one blow, in this state, if he hit again, Mu Wushu would definitely fall.

This fate martial soul is too terrifying, and there seems to be no way to resist this kind of martial soul!

Peng Junyue took advantage of Mu Wuving's heavy blow, completely pressed it, and attacked Mu Wuvor frantically, shouting loudly while attacking: "Threaten the fat master, I will let you threaten the fat master again...... I'll let you steal the fat man's treasure...... "nt."

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