When the silver dragon lance collided with the hidden weapon, it kept making a tinkling and clinking sound.

While Jun Xuehan was blocking the hidden weapon, he watched Tang San's action of throwing the hidden weapon, and kept repeating this action in his mind.

And Tang San looked at Jun Xuehan who was approaching, and he was also using the ghost shadow to keep Jun Xuehan safe, and Tang San's brain was running at high speed, thinking about the key to victory.

Dai Mubai, who was on the side, helped Zhu Zhuqing up, and after glancing at Zhu Zhuqing, the soul rings on the two of them gradually fused together, turning into a huge white tiger, with transparent body, white hair and black lines, purple eyes and double pupils, up to eight meters long and two meters high.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Nether White Tiger!"

The moment the Netherworld White Tiger appeared, a powerful momentum diffused from the Netherworld White Tiger's body, and rushed straight towards Jun Xuehan's position.

Oscar, who had been behind, did not mean to rush up, but went in the direction of Ma Hongjun.

In front of Ma Hongjun, Oscar looked at Ma Hongjun who was unconscious, and couldn't help but reach out and pat Ma Hongjun's face.

"Fatty, fatty, wake up!" Oscar slapped it twice, telling Ma Hongjun not to do it anyway, and reached out hard and slapped Ma Hongjun's face twice.

"Hey, fat man, you're awake and eat the recovery sausage." As he spoke, Oscar used his soul technique to make a large sausage of recovery.

But Ma Hongjun showed no signs of waking up at all, but because Oscar slapped him twice, the cheeks on both sides of Ma Hongjun became red and swollen in an instant.

Oscar held the sausage, feeling a little difficult, he is a food department auxiliary soul master, and the sausage he makes needs to be eaten before it can be effective. And Ma Hongjun is like this now, it is obvious that he will not wake up at all for a while and a half, let alone let Ma Hongjun eat.

As for the battle over there, Oscar didn't have any idea of going up at all, he was an auxiliary department, and he basically didn't have any combat power, and he couldn't keep up with it, and there was no big difference.

Jun Xuehan looked at the Netherworld White Tiger that had returned, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, the tip of the silver dragon spear in his hand was lowered, and the hidden weapon thrown by Tang San was not blocking, but choosing to dodge.

When the Netherworld White Tiger entered the attack range, the tip of the spear was lowered and picked up from the bottom to the top, and the huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger was directly picked up, but the Netherworld White Tiger quickly stabilized, and even stretched out a huge claw and slapped it towards Jun Xuehan.

The silver dragon spear spun in Jun Xuehan's hand, and it came out directly, flying in the direction of Tang San. Tang San looked at the attacking silver dragon spear, he didn't have time to throw the hidden weapon, and hurriedly dodged away.

At this moment, Jun Xuehan injected his soul power into the dragon scale rebellion ring, and the tiny dragon scales quickly climbed up to his arm and covered his arm.

The huge claws of the Nether White Tiger collided with the arms covered with silver dragon scales, and a huge force burst out from the claws and arms.

The scattered strong wind blew Jun Xuehan's hair, a pair of silver eyes were playful, and the arm covered with dragon scales suddenly exerted force, and the huge force directly pressed the body of the Netherworld White Tiger to the ground, and even on the ground, cracks gradually appeared.

And what Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing felt was not only the pain, but also a very domineering power, even though they had already stretched out the martial soul fusion technique, but compared to this domineering power, the difference was still very huge.

Jun Xuehan chuckled and stretched out his hands, grabbed the tail of the Netherworld White Tiger, and shook the Netherworld White Tiger's body up with both arms, constantly smashing it to the ground.

The sound of thumping kept ranging, rubble flew all around, and cracks appeared on the ground like cobwebs.

In the restaurant, Flender and Zao Wou-Ki, who were watching this scene, rushed down directly from the second floor, and the Martial Spirit Four-Eyed Owl and the Mighty King Kong Bear appeared on their bodies.

Two yellow, two purple, three black, and seven soul rings emerged from the feet of the two of them.

Yang Wuving, who had been paying attention to the two of them, stretched out his hand and slapped the table, and the Martial Soul Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, and two yellow, two purple, four black, and eight soul rings appeared under his feet.

The Soul Breaking Spear lay in front of Flender and Zao Wou-ki, and an indifferent voice came out of Yang Wuji's mouth: "The affairs of the younger generation will be solved by their younger generation, if the two of you want to move your muscles, then I will accompany the two of you to the activities." ”

Flender and Zao Wou-Ki looked at the soul ring lit up under Yang Wuji's feet, and the pupils in their eyes couldn't help but dilate slightly.

"Your Excellency, it's just a competition between juniors, I'll just see the point, there's no need to be so heavy-handed. Why don't we stop it, and we don't think anything happened? Zao Wou-Ki said.

"Just a competition? I've lived for decades, but I've never seen a five-to-one fight. And when they used hidden weapons and flames to sneak attack just now, why didn't I see you come down and say that it's over. If I'm not mistaken, the hidden weapons that the kid threw were all poisonous. Yang Wudi's eyes narrowed, and he didn't mean to get out of the way at all.

There was thought in Flender's eyes, although the strength of him and Zao Wou-Ki was also a top-notch existence among the Soul Saints, if they were to fight beyond the level, it would be far from being reached.

Not to mention whether he can win or not, Flender knows very well that if this Contra in front of him insists on getting rid of them, then he and Zao Wou-Ki will not be able to get out at all.

But if you don't make a move, wait for Tang San and the others, but there will be trouble.

Originally, there were only five people, and one auxiliary system was equal to no combat effectiveness, Ma Hongjun has now lost his combat effectiveness, and Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul fusion skills have also been unilaterally crushed, and they are already on the verge of losing their combat effectiveness.

There are only two people left, Tang San and Oscar, just now the five couldn't beat one, and now there are only two left, no matter how Flender looks at it, Tang San and the others have no chance of winning.

Flender stretched out his hand to help his glasses, looked at Yang Wuving, and said slowly: "Your Excellency, the forces standing behind them are people you can't afford to provoke, I think we still value harmony, and it's better to stop there." ”

Yang Wushu glanced at the direction of the battle, couldn't help but chuckle, and said, "Netherworld White Tiger, the martial soul fusion technique possessed by the Star Luo Royal Family, I still know this. But now they can't protect themselves. ”

The Po Yi clan was originally in Longxing City on the border of the Star Luo Empire, and they were naturally no strangers to the martial soul fusion skills of the Star Luo royal family, and they also had a good understanding of the situation of the Star Luo royal family.

It can even be said that as long as people don't die, it won't affect the competition for the position of the prince, and the Xingluo royal family will basically not care.

(End of chapter)