A majestic voice immediately sounded under the ring, "Every day there is no limit to the duel against Ximen Xiaowu, Ximen Xiaowu wins!"

Zhengri touched his handsome hair, a little helpless, "Recently, my luck has been too bad, if I hadn't met Ximen Xiaowu, a perverted character, I would have been able to get more blood soul stones, a powerful outer disciple, why did you come to the Fighting Soul Arena, is it glorious to abuse us servant disciples, besides, it's useless for you to get so many blood soul stones." ”

Ximen Xiaowu ignored him, and walked to the position of the viewing seat gambling on his own, stretched out his hand and said to the steward of the Fighting Soul Arena, "Blood Soul Stones, three hundred!"

The rules of the Fighting Soul Arena are that one hundred Blood Soul Stones will be given to one person who kills a guest, and one hundred more can be given if you can fight here for more than two years, and you have won two games on the same day, so you will be rewarded with three hundred Blood Soul Stones.

Being able to get the title of killer is an honor in the Tongtian Fighting Arena, and everyone is a battle-hardened arena hero, and the existence of a challenge can be crossed.

Zheng Ri relied on the cultivation of the Blood Soul Realm to defeat hundreds of early stage powerhouses of the Qi Soul Realm and obtain the title of a killer, so that he could enjoy the benefits of the Fighting Soul Field.

In the past two years, he has obtained tens of thousands of Blood Soul Stones from here alone, which is quite a considerable amount.

If Long Xingyu knew that Zheng Ri's savings were so rich, he would definitely worship him as a god, and then find a way to get these blood soul stones.

Long Xingyu needed too many Blood Soul Stones to advance to the Qi Soul Realm, and he had already reached the point of starvation.

Other people may only need hundreds, thousands, to succeed, but Long Xingyu's tens of thousands may not be enough.

Ordinary people rely on the soul lake to store fighting soul power, but who asked Long Xingyu to store fighting soul power is the blood of the divine dragon, and the concentration of blood souls alone is hundreds of times that of ordinary people, so how many blood soul stones are needed.

If the blood soul stone that is being stored on the day has not been used, it is just enough for Long Xingyu to burn the blood and transform the spirit, and whether or not to give it on the day is another story.

In a hurry to advance to the Qi Soul Realm, he sat down on the viewing seat, absorbed the blood soul stored in the Blood Soul Stone, and burned blood.

At this time, the voice of the adjudicator in the Fighting Soul Arena sounded, "No. 40 vs. No. 41, Ximen Xiaowu challenges Long Xingyu!"

Long Xingyu's narrow eyes and Ximen Xiaowu met in the air, and nodded to each other, which can be regarded as a greeting.

"It seems that you only have the cultivation of the Nine Realms of Blood Soul, but the concentration of blood soul in your body is huge and terrifying, almost more than a hundred times that of ordinary people, how come your body has not been blown up, it is recommended that you disperse most of your blood soul power after you go back, otherwise your life will not be saved." ”

Ximen Xiaowu felt the concentration of blood soul in Xia Long Xingyu's body, and actually kindly pointed out the maze.

The place where Long Xingyu stored his fighting soul power was in his chest, that is, the blood of the divine dragon, and the little blood soul he absorbed had not yet filled one percent of the blood soul space, how could he be burst?

Except for himself, no one would understand the horror of the Dragon Star Universe Soul Lake.

"Thank you for the care of the fifth brother Ximen, Xingyu knows his situation very well, the space in the soul lake is very large, and there will be no explosion. ”

In the eyes of everyone in the Fighting Soul Arena, they all thought that what Ximen Xiaowu and Long Xingyu said was sarcasm, and the battle had not yet started, and they had already been on the bar.

They didn't know that Ximen Xiaowu and Long Xingyu were both straightforward people, and what they said was what they thought in their hearts, and there was no trace of sarcasm.

And this kind of character made them cherish each other in the future, and became good friends who lived and died together, until the Heavenly Star Academy was replaced by the Dragon Gate.

"Well, alright, let's get started!

As soon as Ximen Xiaowu finished speaking, he used his fighting skills and hit him, and a earth-shaking dragon roar came out from his body, and the whole person spun quickly, turning into a violent tornado, surging towards Long Xingyu.

Long Xingyu instantly condensed the blood soul armor, the tortoise armor defense, from his body shoulders, like a tide, all the way to his hands, quickly grew blood-red scales, and the originally slender and white palm turned into sharp claws, flashing with a cold light.

"A finger of the rhino!"

Long Xingyu let out a loud shout, and a finger shot out, and the dark streamer rushed into the tornado that was spinning at high speed.

"Whew!"

There was a piercing sound from inside the tornado, and drops of crimson poured out of the tornado, suspended in the air.

Ximen Xiaowu's voice came from inside the storm, "I didn't expect that Brother Xingyu didn't seem to have a high cultivation and not strong strength, but the fighting skills he used were sharp and tight, and he was able to penetrate my qi soul armor and hurt me." ”

"Hehe, it's just a fluke. ”

Long Xingyu said in his mouth, but he didn't dare to be careless under his hands, and pointed to Ximen Xiaowu one after another.

The dark black fingers exuded an extremely fierce aura, full of the power of chasing souls and asking for their lives, and before they got close to the human body, they already made people's hearts throb, and they sensed the life-threatening killing aura, as if such fingering did not belong to the human world, but came from the netherworld hell.

Ximen Xiaowu was full of jealousy of Long Xingyu's spirit rhino finger, the blood soul in his body was running wildly, the tornado rotated even faster, and the edge of the storm formed a Dao Wind Blade, spreading in all directions.

Whoever is struck by the wind blade, whatever it is, is turned into powder!

At this time, the spirit rhino finger sent out by Long Xingyu could no longer get close to Ximen Xiaowu, and it was shattered under the tornado storm.

"Lingyun Nine Fingers, the first finger is 'Wind Roll'!"

A circle of pale white air currents swirled around Long Xingyu's fingers, combining with his Lingxi fingers, forming a new fingering, like a sharp sword, piercing into the storm.

Long Xingyu didn't stop for a moment, Ling Yun's nine fingers kept stabbing out.

"Second finger, Heartbreaker!"

"Third finger, Zixiao Thunder!"

"Fourth finger, Extreme Ice Slash!"

......

In an instant, the fiery red flames and purple thunderbolts kept sweeping towards the tornado storm, until finally Long Xingyu cast his fourth finger and condensed an extreme ice slash full of cold air, slashing towards the center of the storm.

"Poof!"

A figure fell out of the tornado, a look of disbelief on its face.

"How is it possible, you actually broke my angry dragon sweep!"

"Nothing is impossible, I will defeat you in a while!" Long Xingyu said lightly.

Facing Long Xingyu, whose strength was several levels weaker than himself, although the other party was now standing on the opposite side of him, Ximen Xiaowu couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

He is really too powerful, the Blood Soul Realm can break his fighting skills, if one day his strength reaches the Qi Soul Realm, then what will he do?

Ximen Xiaowu has already turned Long Xingyu Fang into an opponent and has begun to pay attention to him.

Doing his best to Long Xingyu is the best respect for him, so Ximen Xiaowu will not leave his hand in the future.