Chapter 217: It's too late to admit defeat.
"Don't underestimate us!" Inside the red mist, the body dominated by the evil moon let out a light snort, and then his arms slowly raised, stretching to the sides of his body, the moon blade unfolded outward, and the handover was formed into a circle, and his eyes stared at Lin Manshan tightly, "Lin Manshan, it is your honor to be defeated by my self-creation soul technique! Full Moon..."
As the last sound fell, the whole body spun like a whirlwind, turning into a huge white disc. During the high-speed rotation, the surrounding red mist was also instantly brought up, turning into a giant tornado of red and white, roaring towards Lin Manshan.
And as the red mist was rolled up, the soul masters outside the arena were finally able to see the situation inside the arena clearly.
"Dark Night's Light!" In his eyes, a three-meter-long knife light was thrown out from Lin Manshan's hand, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..." The green knife light collided violently with the white disc, causing a screeching noise, "Xiu Xiu..." I saw that the knife light was bounced away one by one, but every time it bounced off, the white disc would pause. The red and white whirlwind also seemed to be nailed to the spot, and the ground under his feet was marked with arc-shaped traces, but he just couldn't advance an inch, and the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.
Seeing this, the teammates on both sides immediately launched an offensive.
"First Soul Skill, Hell Magma Rush."
Yan took the lead, a charge forward, a fist hammered on the ground, and suddenly the ground in front of him turned red, magma churned and rose, and then like a fiery red water column continued to gush out of the ground and rushed towards Lin Manshan.
"First Soul Skill, Frozen!"
Shui Bing'er immediately threw out several blue light clusters towards the ground, two rushed towards the magma pillar spreading in front of him, and the remaining few rushed towards Yan and his teammates behind him.
"Hmph, the magma I created wasn't that easy to freeze." Yan was very confident in his heart, after taking that herb, the strength of his martial soul fire attribute and earth attribute were enhanced, and the flame temperature was extremely high.
In order to test the power, he also deliberately found a student in the academy who had an ice-attribute martial soul, and the ice created by the third soul skill could be melted by his first soul skill.
Not to mention, Shui Bing'er is now releasing the first soul technique. Trying to freeze his magma is a dream!
However, the next moment, his face froze in vain.
"Poof!" With a bang, the cold mist rose, and the magma pillar he created only lasted for a second after being hit by the blue light, and then turned into a large black block of ice.
"How is this possible?!" A look of disbelief.
The slap in the face came too quickly and stunned him.
The next moment, his head shook, looking at the blue light that continued to spread, his hands opened violently, "Third Soul Skill, Hell Flame!" The figure of the Flame Lord instantly appeared behind him, and with a big mouth, a pillar of fire the size of a bucket was suddenly spewed out, sweeping towards the ice-blue light cluster.
The first wave of "......" didn't burn off, and after sweeping it again, it finally dispersed all the blue light on the ground.
"This girl's martial soul quality is still above me?" As soon as his heart froze, his complexion also turned solemn.
And at this moment, Zhang Ping, a level 49 sensitive attack teammate with a flying martial soul golden waist Feiyan, was blocked by Dugu Yan in the air. Because she knew that Dugu Yan's fourth soul technique, Medusa's Eye of Medusa, had a petrification effect, and her realm was lower than that of Dugu Yan, she didn't dare to look at it directly. can only continue to dodge, and at the same time release a distant offensive soul technique to attack Lin Manshan, forcing Dugu Yan to resist and contain as much as possible.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Shui Yue'er were using their speed advantage to bypass the whirlwind created by Evil Moon and Hu Liena from one side, and surrounded their teammates behind them.
"Damn!" Seeing this situation, Yan suddenly gritted his teeth in anger.
Now Evil Moon and Hu Liena are restrained by Lin Manshan, Zhang Ping in the sky is restrained by Dugu Yan, Xu Yu is an auxiliary soul master, and he is the only one who can fight against the enemy on his side, Sun Chuantao, the 51-level strong attack battle soul king with the ring giant blade martial soul, and Li Kai, the 49-level defense battle soul sect with the black horned mountain pig martial soul, there is one less on his side, and the situation is very unfriendly.
"Fourth Soul Technique, Magma Boiling!"
With a low shout, the ground under his feet suddenly turned red, and then turned into boiling magma, spreading towards the front of Zhu Zhuyun and the three of them, intending to cut off the way of the three of them.
Seeing this, Shui Bing'er immediately raised her right hand, "Fourth
Soul Technique, Ice Pick Technique!" The ice picks behind him condensed, and then the fingers pressed down, and the ice picks suddenly shot out, extremely fast, "puff, puff..."
Seeing this, Zhu Zhuyun and the three of them accelerated and jumped, pointed an ice pick on their feet, and crossed the magma range.
"Grass!" Yan felt aggrieved, he felt that he was being targeted, but he had no choice but to turn his head and shout, "Chuantao, Li Kai, stop them!"
Before the words fell, an ice pick shot out.
"......" The real hammer was targeted, and Yan also knew that he couldn't do anything without solving Shui Bing'er.
But he can't fly!
As long as he gets close, Shui Bing'er will definitely fly away, and then kite him with a long-range soul technique.
Back defense, directly change the target.
Yu Guang glanced at Lin Manshan, put his toes on his toes, and hurriedly dodged the ice picks, and then looked up to the sky to vent his anger, and at the same time, the fifth soul ring under his feet lit up.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Flying Sand Wildness."
And at the same time as he made a move.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Ice Pick Technique!"
Shui Bing'er's crisp and melodious voice sounded, and the ice wings that had already been condensed were lightly fanned, and her beautiful figure rose into the air, and behind her was the ice picks that gradually condensed in the sky.
Not long before the ground.
"Puff puff..." Six small tornadoes composed of flying sand and flames suddenly formed around Yan, "Go!" With a snap, Yan's palms slapped violently, and the six tornadoes suddenly spread outward at an extremely fast speed.
Two of them rolled in the direction of Zhu Zhuyun, one rolled towards Shui Bing'er, and three rolled towards Lin Manshan.
And at this moment, ice picks fell from the sky.
"Papapa..." There were no imaginary ice chips splashing, but beautiful ice flowers blooming, covering most of the venue in the blink of an eye.
The cold air spread in an instant, causing the surrounding air to drop several degrees in an instant.
The tornado moving forward was also affected, and its movement speed became sluggish, and the flames near the ground faded almost instantly, and the flying sand formed by the magma solidified and fell to the ground in pieces. Not far away, the whirlwind of blades turned by Evil Moon and Hu Liena was also impacted by Lin Manshan's continuous swing of knife light and the ice picks shot by Shui Bing'er, and finally overwhelmed and stopped suddenly.
"Puff puff..." The twin blades danced, fending off the still flying sword light.
On the other side, the members of the Wuhun Hall had also dodged the ice picks, and looked at the waist-high ice flowers around them with a little fear. Looking ahead, the fire tornado was scattered.
Lin Manshan behind also stopped moving, and Shui Bing'er, whose face was slightly pale, also fell to the ground.
Dugu Yan stopped chasing and quickly fell to the ground, and Zhu Zhuyun and the others also stopped.
It seems that at this moment, both sides have invariably chosen a temporary truce.
However, in the next second, Lin Manshan's slightly solemn voice came.
"You've lost. If you don't want to get hurt, it's too late to throw in the towel. I do not mean to despise you, but I am truly admonishing."