The blood-red vortex on the Blood Soul Gun became more and more condensed, releasing terrifying energy fluctuations. The blood-colored soul ring on the entire body of the spear also began to rotate, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun felt as if they had fallen into an endless darkness, the space around them was shrouded in blood-colored light, and they no longer seemed to be able to see Ye Xiu's figure clearly.

The flames on Ma Hongjun's body gradually dimmed, and the feeble flapping of his wings gradually stopped.

He felt the intense consumption of soul power in his body, and he could no longer maintain the raging flame.

Tang San's Haotian Hammer also began to lose its light, his soul power continued to drain, and he felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The bodies of the two trembled slightly, seemingly supportive, but in fact they had reached their limit.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun's breathing was rapid and powerful, and sweat kept dripping down their foreheads, soaking through their clothes.

Tang San clenched the Haotian Hammer in his hand, feeling the cold touch coming from the handle of the hammer, as if reminding him to stay awake.

He looked at Ye Xiu solemnly, his eyes flashing with determination.

Despite the exhaustion of his body, he stood there unwaveringly, ready to continue fighting until the last moment.

Ma Hongjun's burning flames gradually dimmed, and he felt that his physical strength was rapidly depleting.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep the flame burning, but the flame's temperature gradually decreased.

His wings flapped weakly, and his steps became more and more vain, barely able to support his body.

Blood-red light and flames collided with each other, emitting dazzling light and a violent explosion.

But at this critical moment, the bodies of the two finally could no longer support it.

They felt their strength drained and their physical strength was almost exhausted.

Tang San's legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

Ma Hongjun's body was shaky, his wings suddenly stopped flapping, Tang San and Ma Hongjun had already reached their limit.

Their strength is on the verge of collapse, and it will be in vain to hold on.

The sea breeze gently brushed Tang San and Ma Hongjun's faces, their bodies crumbling, and it became more and more difficult to stand.

Tang San raised his head with difficulty and looked at Ye Xiu in front of him, his eyes were filled with deep anger, resentment, and unwillingness.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun's faces were full of bitterness and sadness.

I didn't expect that they would die on Poseidon Island today.

They Shrek Seven Monsters came to Poseidon Island in order to improve their strength, find Ye Xiu for revenge, and uproot the entire Martial Spirit Palace.

Unexpectedly, their lofty ideals had not yet been realized, and Dean Flender, Zao Wou-Ki and Liu Erlong paid for their lives to protect them.

Now Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing don't know whether they are alive or dead, and Oscar has paid with his life.

And now, they are also about to die tragically under Ye Xiu's Blood Soul Spear!

Tang San's heart was filled with deep regret and unwillingness.

How he hoped that he could become stronger, and when he was strong enough, he would take revenge and trample the entire Martial Spirit Hall under his feet.

He even fantasized that after he became a Title Douluo, he would challenge Ye Xiu, kill Ye Xiu with his own hands, and avenge Dean Flender and them.

He never dreamed that he would die here!

"Ye Xiu, you damn it!" Tang San stared at Ye Xiu and said through gritted teeth, "You will definitely pay for this!" “

Ma Hongjun's eyes were also full of resentment and unwillingness.

At this moment, the murderous aura on the Blood Soul Spear suddenly surged, and it seemed to have locked the souls of Tang San and Ma Hongjun, slashing towards the two of them with a monstrous murderous aura.

Wherever the Blood Soul Spear passed, the space was completely shattered, revealing one pitch-black crack after another.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun only felt that the blood in their bodies froze at this moment.

What a horrible killing machine?

At this moment, Ye Xiu seemed to have become a real god of death!

They all felt a deep sense of despair!

Burst~

Ma Hongjun couldn't resist the power of the Blood Soul Spear after all, his wings snapped violently, and his body fell to the ground fiercely.

Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, his face was pale, and his body trembled violently.

Ma Hongjun tried to get up, but as soon as his body moved, he collapsed to the ground again, struggling but unable to get up.

And at this time, Ye Xiu's Blood Soul Spear had already come to him, only a foot away from his head.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun only felt a buzzing in his head, and he couldn't hear anything, only a thick danger of death, enveloping him.

The shadow of death completely shattered his spirit.

"I'm sorry...... I'm so tired...... I can't do it......"

Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, his eyes full of despair.

He is really afraid of death, and if he can live, who wants to die? But the current situation is obviously beyond him.

Ma Hongjun slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Tang San's eyes were also full of despair and unwillingness, but he knew that at this moment, everything was over, and their strength had already reached the extreme.

With all his strength, he held the Haotian Hammer high, trying to block the blow that took Ma Hongjun's life.

His attacks couldn't shake the Blood Soul Gun at all, and he couldn't even capture a trace of the Blood Soul Gun's trajectory.

The Blood Soul Spear pointed directly at Ma Hongjun, the cold light flickered, and the cold killing machine filled the entire space.

The Blood Soul Gun seemed to be the blade of death, putting Ma Hongjun on the brink of death.

Kill with one hit!

Before Ma Hongjun could even open his eyes, a cold light had already pierced his throat in an instant, nailing him to death.

Blood splattered, Ma Hongjun's body spasmed, his eyes were dilated, his pupils contracted, and his body slowly lost its vital features.

"Ahh

They are still young, and they have a good life ahead of them.

But no matter how unwilling they were, they could only accept their fate and watch their companions die under Ye Xiu's gun.

"Fat ......"

Tang San opened his mouth to say something, but he choked up because he was too hurt.

"Fatty, don't worry, when I become strong enough, I will definitely avenge you."

Tang San said in a low voice.

His eyes were red, tears were rolling down his handsome cheeks, and his body was trembling violently, but it was not fear, but anger, reluctance.

How he wanted to hug his companion!

Unfortunately, he can't do it anymore.

"Ye Xiu, I won't let you succeed!"

Tang San roared angrily, the blue light on his fist shone, and he used all his strength to blast out all his strength and blast towards Ye Xiu.

Tang San's left hand was tightly gripping the Haotian Hammer, the muscles of his right arm were bulging, and the green tendons were bulging, as if they would burst at any moment, and blood oozed from his arm.

Tang San's eyes were full of madness, this kind of desperate play, he would never be able to use it a second time.

But he still has to do it.

"This blow, even if I can't kill Ye Xiu, if I can't take this blow, I will inflict enough trauma on Ye Xiu!" (End of chapter)