The Sansheng Town Soul Ding suddenly retracted and circled in front of Xiao Xiao.

The fire fist reflected in his eyes was getting closer and closer, and even through the air, he could feel the terrifying temperature contained inside.

The last two meters!

The three small tripods in front of Xiao Xiao escaped a strong ink color, and the sky that was originally filled with red light was actually recaptured by it strongly.

"Boom-"

The three small tripods under the ink-colored smudge stopped their hovering posture and instantly hit the center, and the two soul rings also lit up at the same time!

"The weight of the country, the shock of the tripod!"

This is an autologous soul technique fusion technique?

Yan Shaozhe's eyes exuded an extremely obvious look of appreciation, this year's students are indeed all extremely outstanding!

The three small tripods suddenly disappeared in the air, but the ink color was indeed stronger, and there was a faint urge to encroach on the red light territory.

The last meter!

The ink-colored condensation reached its peak when the Dragon Yan Fist came to Xiao Xiao one meter in front of him, and a giant tripod that was twice as large as any of the previous Sansheng Town Soul Tripods was born, and in the black mist, several strange runes that seemed to be engraved with mysteries could be vaguely seen flickering.

Juding fell with a bang, and Long Yanquan came to a "death entanglement", not giving an inch of land. A violent buzz burst out, the halo of ink constantly intertwined with the flames, and the continuous "snort" sounded, and the two forces intertwined with each other, invading, encroaching, dissolving, and evaporating.

Wu Feng originally thought that the overall situation had been decided, and the Dragon Flame Fist, which had condensed ninety percent of the strength of her body, could not be resisted by a small great soul master.

She had been waiting for Dean Yan to come to the rescue of Xiao Xiao of the 404 team.

However, the reality shocked her.

She was shocked to find that the power of the Long Yan Fist was gradually disintegrating, and under the growth of one another, the power in that strange giant tripod was actually a lot stronger, and it was as majestic as a mountain, making people dare not climb high.

It's broken, is it going to roll over?

Tsk, except for Ning Tian in this world, there is nothing that she doesn't dare to climb!

What about the weird Juding, and what about the opponent of Long Yan Fist? Her soul power is still there, and her spiritual power is not exhausted, nothing can stop her!

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, and his eyes fell into the eyes of Xiao Xiao, who was fighting with her, without any cowardice and battle intent.

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly, her state was not as calm and relaxed as it seemed on the surface.

Beneath her comfortable shell were her clenched fists, and in order to ensure the clarity of her senses, her ten fingers were already deep in the palms of her palms.

The fusion of the country's heavy weapons was originally a skill that she needed to learn after she became the soul king, but now she is just a great soul master, but she forcibly uses it, and in just a few seconds, she has reached the bottom line that she can bear.

Moreover, the Sansheng Zhen Soul Ding, the heavy weapon of the country, is very proud, and does not accept the support of any auxiliary soul skills, Xiao Xiao can only rely on himself to resist, even if Huo Yunche has all kinds of means, there is no way to do it on this arrogant giant tripod.

"Whew-" Xiao Xiao tried hard to adjust her breathing, and blood was already oozing out of her palm, which was covered by her sleeves.

I can only hold on for the last five seconds!

The witch wind must be taken away!

There was already a dark shadow in front of her, but there was no strangeness on her face, but the resoluteness and fearlessness revealed in her eyes moved everyone watching the battle.

"The weight of the country, the shock of the tripod!"

"Second Soul Skill, Dragon's Fury!"

"Third Soul Technique, Dragon Flame Fist!"

Wu Feng squeezed out the last trace of soul power and poured the dragon Yan generated by the dragon's wrath into the Dragon Flame Fist.

A punch comes out.

Xiao Xiao once again controlled the giant tripod and fell with a bang.

"Bang-"

The Dragon Yan Fist at the end of the strong crossbow did not have any effect, and was directly dispersed by the giant ding that had eaten its belly.

Juding roared away in the direction of the witch wind.

"Witch Wind, elimination."

Yan Shaozhe waved his sleeves to stop the further outbreak of Juding, and with his right hand holding Wu Feng's collar, he exerted a gentle force and sent her to Ning Tian, who was watching the battle.

"Good boy, you've worked hard, go and rest." Yan Shaozhe turned to look at Xiao Xiao, who was still holding on, and smiled and whispered.

Xiao Xiao couldn't hold it anymore, the heavy weapon of the country quietly disappeared, and he slowly fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Xiao Xiao, elimination."

It was still a gentle force, Xiao Xiao was sent to the medical department of the Fighting Soul Stage, and with Yan Shaozhe's eyesight, it was naturally not difficult to see that the child in front of him was in a state of forced overdraft and must be repaired as soon as possible.

Kids now

It's just being strong.

Yan Shaozhe shook his head with his hand, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes fell on Huo Yuhao, the weakest of the four, and he wanted to see how a little guy with a ring could still be worthy of the gamble that Lao Qian pulled down his face to get back.

Well, let's start with a little guy with a ring, how to escape the pursuit of a soul venerable.

After Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao glanced at each other, he quickly understood his next task.

He turned and ran.

It is conceivable how big the gap between a one-ring control soul master and a three-ring sensitive attack soul venerable is.

But he didn't rest on his laurels.

The more tense the moment, the clearer his brain became.

"First Soul Skill, Nether Shadow Clone!"

Zhu Lu's ghostly figure suddenly appeared on Huo Yuhao's side, a real shadow, a phantom shadow, and at the same time attacked Huo Yuhao.

"Mental disturbance!"

The appearance of the phantom could not hinder Huo Yuhao's judgment, with the help of spiritual detection and sharing, he almost didn't need to distinguish to judge Zhu Lu's entity, under the effect of mental interference, Zhu Lu's attention appeared in a slight trance that he hadn't even noticed, and the attack actually failed.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Lu's eyes.

But for Huo Yuhao, the phantom is his biggest threat.

Although the Phantom Zhu Lu only has half of the cultivation of the main body, she has no sanity, and the mental interference has no effect on her. Still, she launched a surprise attack on the established route.

"Ghostly Shadows!"

Huo Yuhao's figure became illusory, and even visible to the naked eye was a little more blurry than the phantom of Zhu Lu on his body, he stepped on the ghost shadow trail, although the strange pace was not fast, but he skillfully avoided the attack of the phantom Zhu Lu, and at the same time, his body shook slightly, and the whole person almost retreated close to the ground, and opened a considerable distance from Zhu Lu's entity.

I don't know if it's deliberate, as soon as they retreated, they got closer and closer to Dai Mubai, who had already struggled out of Haiyue's environment, and Wang Dong and Huo Yunche, who were fighting fiercely with him.

A hint of shame flashed in Zhu Lu's indifferent pupils.

She's been dealing with a one-ring soul master for so long!

She bit her teeth lightly, and when her soul power flowed, her speed suddenly increased a lot, and she suddenly appeared behind Huo Yuhao.

"Third Soul Skill, Nether Spike!"

Worst!

Seeing that the sharp cat's claw in Zhu Lu's hand went straight to Huo Yuhao's chest and slapped it-

Huo Yuhao's footsteps stopped, he smiled at Zhu Lu, and his eyes were full of teasing.

You, on, dang, up.

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth slightly towards Zhu Lu, word by word, categorically, but there was no sound.

What???

Zhu Lu, who faced him directly, had the word stunned written on his face, but unfortunately it was too late to struggle.