Chapter Twenty-Four: Killing People Don't Kill Enough
Dai Huabin shouted loudly as he ran: "White Tiger, possessed." ”
A layer of intense pale light suddenly erupted from his body, and his muscles swelled suddenly, holding up the clothes on his body. Every muscle became so evident under his clothes that even the air around him seemed to have become manic.
Dai Huabin's upper body slowly leaned forward, and the four pupils of his eyes turned into a deep dark blue, giving people the feeling of a killing machine.
Under his feet, three shining auras rose one after another, slowly rising, two yellow and one purple, between the flow of soul rings, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure rushing out.
And Mo Yuan still stood in place without any waves.
Many students frowned and shook their heads, thinking that Mo Yuan would definitely lose.
Seeing the White Tiger Martial Soul, Huo Yumeng couldn't help but purse her lips, if she wasn't a martial soul mutation, if she also had this powerful White Tiger Martial Soul, even if the Duchess wanted to suppress her, it would be impossible to suppress her.
Any direct descendant who has the White Tiger Martial Soul will be cultivated as a top priority, not to mention that she is also the daughter of the Duke of the White Tiger, even if it is just a concubine.
Huo Yumeng was uneasy, and finally remembered what Mo Yuan told her.
"White tiger bloodline, who is rare."
When Dai Huabin's pair of tiger claws were about to slap Mo Yuan's chest, Mo Yuan moved.
At a speed that no one could see clearly, he stretched out his palm and grabbed the top of Dai Huabin's head, and the thunder of the extreme evil amplification rushed out from his palm, making his muscles numb and unable to break free.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
……
Mo Yuan followed Dai Huabin's run and pressed his whole body to the ground.
Then he grabbed his hair like that, pulled it high and then slammed it to the ground, snorting nine times in a row, and the direction was facing Huo Yumeng
"Ahh
A piercing scream sounded among the crowd, it was Dai Huabin's forehead partner Zhu Lu. Seeing her man being humiliated, her first reaction was to rush to the rescue.
The next moment, Dai Huabin finally reacted, and all the soul power in his body swarmed into the first and third soul rings.
When the air around Dai Huabin's body became distorted, his evil eyes and eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and his own muscles bulged exaggeratedly. The most bizarre thing is that black horizontal stripes appear on his skin, which is no different from tiger skin if it were not for the absence of hair.
The standard soul skills of the White Tiger family are matched, the White Tiger protects the body barrier, and the White Tiger King Kong changes.
"Does it work?"
Mo Yuan's palm output more soul power, and the thunder rushed out, instantly crushing the protective qi formed by the White Tiger Protective Barrier.
After all, the thunder and lightning that was amplified by the extreme evil were not the real extreme thunder, and Mo Yuan was just simply exporting soul power.
This caused the flesh that had been elevated by the White Tiger King Kong Transformation to overcome the muscle numbness caused by the power of thunder, and Dai Huabin's pair of tiger claws tore at Mo Yuan's throat again.
At the same time, a cloud of white light also lit up in his mouth, and the second soul technique, the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, blasted into Mo Yuan's face at the same time.
"You don't even deserve me to use the Soul Technique!"
Mo Yuan kicked high and kicked Dai Huabin from the bottom up.
The huge force not only made Dai Huabin fly upwards diagonally, but at least half of the power of that white tiger flame light wave exploded in his mouth. If it weren't for the physical enhancement brought by the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, half of the white teeth would have been shattered at this moment.
Everyone was shocked by Mo Yuan's strength, and felt a heart palpitation at Mo Yuan's such a fierce attack.
At this point in the battle, it is no longer an ordinary competition. Zhu Lu had already run to Dai Huabin at this moment and hugged Dai Huabin's back that fell in the air.
Anger filled the minds of the two of them, without any regard for everyone present, and their soul power rushed and blended with each other.
Dai Huabin roared with a tiger in his mouth, and with the sound of the tiger's roar, Dai Huabin's whole body swelled again, and white hair mixed with black tiger stripes gushed out of his body wildly, wrapping Zhu Lu in the back.
The aura of the white tiger and the ghost cat completely merged at this moment. The feeling was wonderful, like a white tiger devouring a black cat, the black and white light was completely integrated in the diffusion of the golden halo, it was a completely sublimated feeling.
The evil eye white tiger and the ghost spirit cat are derived from the huge figure in front of Mo Yuan that is more than eight meters long and more than two meters high. It is the martial soul fusion technique of the two, the Netherworld White Tiger.
The effect caused by the martial soul fusion technique is by no means as simple as one plus one, if Zhu Lu also has more than thirty levels of soul power at this time, the Netherworld White Tiger formed by the fusion of the two can have the combat power of an ordinary 10,000-year-old soul beast.
That is, it is a 10,000-year-old soul beast that ordinary soul kings can't fight.
Mo Yuan also felt a rare trace of pressure.
After all, his current true strength is that he can kill the 30,000-year-old soul beast head-on, but after reining in the arms of the black light, if he wants to defeat this Netherworld White Tiger without injury, he will need to waste some hands and feet.
Black, black, black, three 10,000-year-old soul rings were released, respectively from the soul rings of the three top tiger soul beasts, the Dark Demon God Tiger, the Blood Eye Demon Tiger, and the Killing Blood Tiger.
The ferocious momentum impact and the visual shock when the three 10,000-year soul rings appeared stunned Mu Hibiscus, who had originally planned to stop the battle.
And it was this stunned that the Netherworld White Tiger had already taken the lead in spitting out a series of three powerful white tiger light waves towards Mo Yuan.
Avoid?
Not at all!
The three clusters of light with a diameter of half a meter hit Mo Yuan's chest directly, but they were grabbed by two hands.
The pitch-black soul power quickly erupted from the palm of his hand, dyeing the entire light cluster black, and also fused together, and the light group suddenly shrank to the size of a human head.
Everyone's eyes were glazed, turning the enemy's attack into their own use, what kind of soul technique is this?
Immediately after, Mo Yuan's first 10,000-year soul ring shone brightly, erupting with ferocious soul power fluctuations.
Fall to the sky to evil power, after active activation, double the effect of soul power attack.
In this way, Mo Yuan grabbed the attack that had been transformed and compressed by himself in his hand, and slapped it fiercely against the claws of the Netherworld White Tiger.
The black light burst out, and the thunderous wind raged in front of the Netherworld White Tiger.
Mo Yuan's palms also quietly turned black under the cover of the evil power of the fallen sky, and the two abilities of the evil god's palm bones were activated.
A vicious evil god aura was injected into the Netherworld White Tiger's body, and a ball of life breath was also stripped from the Netherworld White Tiger's body, and the originally fierce Netherworld White Tiger became languishing the moment it came into contact with Mo Yuan's palms.
In the eyes of everyone, it was Mo Yuan who repelled the Martial Soul Fusion Technique Netherworld White Tiger with a pair of flesh and blood hands.
The Nether White Tiger stepped back, but Mo Yuan didn't intend to let him go like this. He strode forward, then twisted his left leg the ground, and kicked his right leg out violently, kicking the side of the Netherworld White Tiger's head like a catapult.
The mighty Netherworld White Tiger howled like a wild dog beaten with a stick, and fell to the ground and dissipated, revealing Zhu Lu and Dai Huabin, whose soul power had been exhausted.
Unceremoniously, Mo Yuan stepped on Dai Huabin's side face.
Three 10,000-year-old soul rings pulsed under their feet, and the overflowing black light vaguely outlined the outline of a black tiger, accompanied by Mo Yuan's cold gaze, scanning everyone present.
I only listened to Mo Yuan ask word by word: "I am the squad leader, who agrees with it and who opposes it?" ”