The Falling Star Soul Killing Needle is a simplified version of the rumored Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, even if it is so powerful, it should not be underestimated, dozens of Soul Destroying Needles instantly sealed all the retreats of Shu Lanke, he has no other way than hard connection, although Lin Jie reminded him loudly, let him be vigilant, but it still seems a little late. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yuan Li's eyes became as cold as frost, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, the whole person rubbed his body and entered, and another killing weapon, the Purple Gold Soul Soldier, also struck.

First, the Soul Destroying Needle sealed all the retreats of Shurank, and then the fatal blow of the Purple Gold Soul Soldier, Shuranke was on the verge of death when he landed.

In Yuan Li's hand was a small Flying Frost Blade, and after infusing it with the power of a powerful battle spirit, a light blade with a length of feet burst out from the Flying Frost Blade. It was originally a short dagger, but now it has a blade like a long sword, and suddenly a soul-stirring coercion radiates from the Flying Frost Blade.

"Purple Gold Soul Soldier!" I don't know who shouted first, and then everyone came to their senses. What Yuan Li used in his hand was not a soul skill, but a purple-gold soul soldier that the Battle Soul Master dreamed of.

The Priest of the God of War Temple announced that the top ten students in the graduation assessment of the Holy Castle War Soul Academy would be rewarded, which was just a soul skill or a purple gold soul soldier, which had already made many students who participated in the graduation assessment crazy, and some even lost their lives in the first day of the assessment.

Although the short man Yuan Li on the competition platform is not amazing, he took out a purple gold soul soldier during the competition. Suddenly, the light of the purple gold soul soldier covered everything on the field, and even Yuan Li's image was taller because of the appearance of the purple gold soul soldier.

With a hula, all the Battle Soul Masters in the stands stood up in unison, the shock brought by the Purple Gold Soul Soldier was even stronger than all the previous competitions, and the Purple Gold Soul Soldier meant that the attack of a Battle Soul Master was reborn.

All the battle soul masters in the stands stared blankly at the competition on the competition platform, forgetting the competition itself for a while, and even forgetting that Shulanke was already on the verge of life and death, and forgetting to cheer loudly, so how could the purple and gold soul soldiers not be their dream.

Yuan Li held the purple gold soul soldier in his hand, and the whole person was like a flying immortal outside the sky, and the endless edge fell from the sky with his body, rushing straight towards Shu Lanke.

Under the edge of the purple gold soul soldiers, Shulanke has no way to avoid it, how can he be spared?

"Shurank!" The three figures under the stands rose into the air with an exclamation, and there were either fist shadows or gun shadows in front of them, all of which rushed towards Yuan Li's attack. These three people are naturally Lin Jie and others who are watching the battle under the competition platform, as soon as they make a move, they have to save the enemy, how dare they pin their hopes of helping on those guardian teachers.

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from the opposite side of the competition platform, and when the three of Miao Yunfeng saw Lin Jie and the others make a move, they suddenly rejoiced in their hearts, and said secretly: "The opportunity is here!" They also greeted Lin Jie and the others like eagles.

A scuffle is inevitable.

Priest An stood up suddenly, brushed his beard with his hand, a strange smile appeared on his face, the melee he suggested had not yet begun, and the melee on the competition platform had already broken out spontaneously, and he couldn't control his excitement.

He clenched his fists tightly, leaned forward slightly, and looked unspeakably nervous, and Principal Jules suddenly smiled behind him.

Caring is chaotic, even the chief priest of the Temple of the God of War.

Miao Yunfeng faced Liu Feiyao head-on, Qiu Gang faced Ou Yeqian, and another young student with a white face and beard greeted Lin Jie, and the person who greeted Lin Jie was also a cultivator in the middle of the Ning Yuan Realm.

As soon as the Falling Star Soul Destroying Needle came out, Lin Jie sensed Shu Lanke's danger, and he flew onto the competition platform, and his speed seemed to be one point faster than Yuan Li's fatal blow.

However, the opponents in front of the three of them were all a small realm stronger than their battle soul cultivation, even if Liu Feiyao and Miao Yunfeng were both cultivators in the late stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, they were also the difference between the realm that had just advanced to the late stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, and a realm that had long been the consummation of the late stage of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Although there was a huge disparity in cultivation, they could only grit their teeth and meet it, because if they were a little bit late, Shulanke might be in danger.

After eight years of getting along day and night, how could they watch Shurank's blood splashed on the spot.

"Bang!"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Three deafening sounds spread throughout the entire martial arts arena, and a hard fight with the power of the battle spirit divided the victory and defeat in an instant, and the three figures flew out backwards like sandbags that were knocked away.

"Poof!" all three of them spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and immediately suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Miao Yun Feng is deliberately killing us!" Lin Jie's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Miao Yun Feng with a sinister smile in the distance in surprise, he really didn't expect these people to be so vicious. There didn't seem to be any life-and-death enmity between them, all of this was clearly their arrangement in advance, and the pupils of Lin Jie's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Although Lin Jie usually doesn't want to stir up trouble, he is not afraid when it really comes to the end, even if the other party's battle spirit cultivation is far stronger than theirs, since you want us to die, then you should die!

Lin Jie's eyes flashed, and no one could see why Lin Jie had an extra shiny thing in his hand, a box gun that he had designed himself.

Although the problem of primer fire of box gun ammunition has not been completely solved and cannot be mass-produced for the time being, after such a long period of research, there is no big problem in making some bullets alone.

"Click!" Lin Jie didn't hesitate to pull the hammer of the shell gun up, the shell gun made a crisp clicking sound, and as soon as his flying body hit the ground, he had already aimed the crosshair of the box gun at Yuan Li, and his fingers were about to pull off the trigger of the gun with a slight force.

Yuan Li's face was full of grins of revenge, and today he wanted Shulank to die under his Flying Frost Blade. He glanced at Shurank's face, and what he wanted to see most now was Shurank's desperate eyes.

"Huh!" Yuan Li felt a little strange in his heart, and instead of despair, there was a coldness without the slightest emotion in Shu Lanke's eyes.

The sword of the Flying Frost Sword reached a foot in front of Shurank's eyes, and the edge of the sword had already blown his hair, but those guardian teachers had not stepped forward to stop him, he really wanted to pin his life-saving opportunity on those guardian teachers, and he didn't know how to die.

"It's over!" Although the battle soul masters in the stands did not exclaim, they all knew that Shu Lanke was finished with the situation in front of them. Shurank has no choice but to die, unless a miracle strikes.

How can miracles happen so easily?