"Damn, what the hell is this trick?"

In the ring, Fang Qianyuan was cold, as if he could feel that the vitality and heat on his body were rapidly draining. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Only now did he understand why those elite disciples who had fought against Meng Poison before suddenly admitted defeat halfway.

This kind of attack makes people don't know where it comes from, and it's even more impossible to dodge.

Dazed, frightened, helpless......

The spontaneous feeling is like a monster tormenting the soul, eroding people's fighting spirit all the time.

Fang Qianyuan snapped, and stepped on a crack in the green brick under his feet, but he was still clueless.

"What exactly?"

"There must be a spirit attacking me!"

"This kind of spiritual creature can't be seen or touched, but it has practical effects, is it a scorched borer?"

Invisible and untouchable spiritual objects, in Fang Qianyuan's cognition, there is only the genus of Jiao Moth.

But soon, Fang Qianyuan denied his speculation.

"Even if it is a scorched borer, it also needs a spiritual element to manifest, and in the eyes of people, it is smoke and dust of various colors. ”

"And if it's really a scorched moth, it won't be able to get close at all when I cast the Storm of the Air Blade!"

"Don't struggle, you can't crack this method, admitting defeat is the only choice!"

Meng Poison's gloomy voice came from the other side.

"Noise!" Fang Qianyuan roared angrily.

Meng Poison licked the corners of his mouth and sneered: "If you continue to resist, but you will be scattered, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

It turned out that his move lasted for a long time, and his opponent would definitely die.

Obviously, in this ring, it is not good to kill the same door.

But if he reminded him that Fang Qianyuan would continue to fight, the responsibility would not be on him.

"He's right, if this method can't be resolved in time, it will hurt your life, because this is the poison of the soul!" said Yang Yu, the head of the Imperial Court, in the east stand.

The poison of the divine soul is a negative force that acts on the divine soul.

Just as the body fears poisonous substances, the soul is also subject to such forces.

Meng Poison's methods, in the eyes of these celebrities, have been clearly revealed, it is the use of soul beasts as a medium, and the gods unknowingly apply poison.

It's simple, but it works.

"Wait a little longer, if Fang Qianyuan can't hold on, then intervene in the competition and sentence Meng Poison to win. Cangyun Sect Master Yu Shixian said.

The situation in front of them made them feel that it was necessary to intervene.

"It's a pity, I originally thought that this Fang Qianyuan would have the opportunity to stage a low-level counterattack, but I didn't expect that it would be difficult to defeat the talent. ”

"The gap between the mortal bloodline and the ancient bloodline is really big. ”

"This is talent, although he is also talented, he is still not as strong as Meng Poison!"

Many people also deeply regret Fang Qianyuan.

"In fact, his strength is still okay, and he has already proven himself to this extent, but in this world, after all, it still depends on the background, and there is also a relationship between their respective playing styles and spiritual objects. ”

"Yes, his strength lies in his strong physique, but his strong physique is obviously useless against the poison of the divine soul. ”

"Is that really the case?"

Hearing the comments of those celebrities, Sun Zhuo looked at the ring worriedly.

"Not necessarily. Wanlijun Jiang Yunfeng suddenly spoke.

"Oh, I don't know what Wanlijun thinks?" some celebrities laughed, they had already heard that Jiang Yunfeng was optimistic about Fang Qianyuan's affairs.

Jiang Yunfeng said lightly: "The body is strong and the spirit is self-strengthening, it is still somewhat useful, and as long as he kills the opponent before he dies of poison, he will naturally be able to win." ”

"Huh?" the celebrities were slightly marked, but then they said, "Reasonable." ”

"That's right, this is the ring after all, if the battle is over, can we still watch him die of poison?"

Just like before, Hu Yunlong used the ring to create a water wall barrier, and the rational use of the environment is also allowed by the rules.

In actual combat, Fang Qianyuan couldn't deal with this kind of weird poisonous skill, and he could die of poison, but in the ring competition, he could defeat Meng Poison before he could hold on.

Win or lose, when the battle is over, he can be treated.

It doesn't matter if it's fair or unfair, that's what the rules are.

If you really want to be fair, Meng Poison was born with highly poisonous body fluids, and his innate ability can control snakes, and even master this kind of poisonous means of divine souls that are difficult for mortals to deal with, who will his opponent talk to?

In the ring, Fang Qianyuan really realized this, and after a short pause, he launched a fierce attack on Meng Poison.

At first, Meng Poison wanted to wait for Fang Qianyuan's poison to be exhausted, and he was defeated without a fight, and he didn't care much.

He was accustomed to seeing enemies who were fighting the trapped beasts after noticing that something was wrong, but these enemies all fell at an accelerated rate.

So he dodged with the erratic body of a poisonous snake.

His muscles and bones were as flexible as a snake, and he could often dodge Fang Qianyuan's punches and kicks at an incredible angle, but after all, what he was good at was not hand-to-hand combat, and he fell behind soon after.

Meng Poison's face finally showed a hint of surprise.

The faces of the celebrities also showed surprise.

"Haven't fallen yet?"

"It seems that even the gods and souls are stronger than ordinary people?"

"No, it's not just the strength of the divine soul, but his will is the main reason for persevering!"

"Indeed, his face turned pale......"

The other viewers didn't recognize the essence, they just saw that Fang Qianyuan was inexplicably poisoned, and then gritted his teeth and insisted, constantly attacking, but instead gained the upper hand, worthy of being a peerless fierce man who could go up the mountain to fight the tiger and go down the river to capture the Jiao, and they cheered for him.

The poison of the divine soul is getting stronger and stronger, and the unknown invisible soul beast is still attacking.

Fang Qianyuan suddenly felt a chill in his waist, and was attacked by strange toxins again.

But Meng Poison also fell into Fang Qianyuan's fierce attack rhythm, and it was even a little difficult to take care of.

"Damn, you can still hold on!"

He looked at Fang Qianyuan's eyes, full of disbelief.

"I'm going to stay the course!"

Fang Qianyuan endured the increasingly severe feeling of coldness, and desperately urged the spirit yuan in the spirit sea.

"It's all come to this point, how can it fall like this!"

His eyes began to turn red, and his hair was torn off from the battle, and his hair was scattered like a madman.

"I'm going to win!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, Fang Qianyuan only felt that something exploded in his mind, all reason and emotion were completely lost, and his thoughts were blank.

This is the outbreak of the poison of the divine soul, and after the soul is weakened to the extreme, it is like a fainting reaction.

"Win!" Meng Poison saw it, his face was happy, he really knew this kind of sign too well.

"Huh?" In the stands, the sect master raised his hand slightly, already ready to announce the result.

But at this moment, on Fang Qianyuan's body, a crazy, brutal, and invincible momentum suddenly emerged.

His eyes were closed, but his limbs were thoughtless, like a wounded wolf, showing his last madness.

He once again swung his sharp claw at Meng Poison, this claw, the blade was huge, and the chill was pressing, as if it contained endless killing intentions.

Meng Poison was taken aback and narrowly avoided it.

But Fang Qianyuan's attacks came one after another, one claw was more crazy and ruthless than the other, the wind swirled all over his body, the qi blades danced wildly, and the power was amazing.

During the attack, a wild wolf figure appeared on his body, like a flame, enveloping his entire body.

This figure was completely composed of overflowing spirit yuan, and everyone was surprised to find that Fang Qianyuan's spirit yuan seemed to have an independent will, and it actually broke free from the restrictions of the spirit sea and meridians in his body, and appeared outside the body surface in this way.

"Spiritual Armor?"

In the east stand, the well-informed celebrities were all stunned.