I have hundreds of millions of bloodline martial souls

Chapter 89
The decisive battle of the rookie king has completely turned into a life-and-death battle between Ye Changkong and Ming Ren.

The focus of the whole people was on them, so that the Protoss had to stop the third game and the championship finals.

Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that no one will take a look at the finals.

In the arena, the second round of duel has not yet come, but the atmosphere is unprecedentedly dignified.

The smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and the murderous aura was shocking.

If eyes can kill, they feel that they have been killed hundreds of times by Ming people.

Ye Changkong stood proudly holding Lei Yan Baodao.

With his Heavenly Divine Weapon and his strength in the early stage of the Martial Master Realm, even if he kills the early stage of the Martial Venerable Realm, there will be no problem.

"Ming, what are you using to fight with me?"

Ye Changkong's eyes were full of madness.

"Ha ha."

Mingren suddenly smiled, and the smile was calm.

Beneath the calm smile was an astonishing murderous look.

Chi!

With a movement of mind, the ancient Longyin sword levitated out.

Ouch!

The ancient sword dragon chants, and the eight tones fly together.

The sound of dragon chant piercing through the air filled the Great Martial Palace, shocking everyone's mind.

"It's a heavenly soldier."

Feeling the might of the ancient dragon chanting sword, the nearest audience exclaimed.

wow.

Millions of viewers were in an uproar again.

Billions of Internet users were once again in an uproar.

Everyone's eyes widened at the same time, unable to believe that all this was true.

"Heaven-level magic soldiers have a restriction order from the federal government, and only heaven-level martial saints can possess them. Ye Changkong's Lei Yan comes from Ye Xuan, which is understandable. Where did Ming people's sky-level magic weapons come from?"

This is the first question in everyone's mind at the moment.

Ye Lin, Chu Tianjiao, Wang Xiaopang, these people who thought they were most familiar with Ming people also had ghostly expressions on their faces.

"Where did his heavenly soldiers come from?"

Even Ye Changkong was taken aback by this sudden scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression quietly became serious.

The Ming people didn't give them time to doubt, holding the ancient Dragon Yin sword, and immediately used the small teleportation.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
chi chi chi...
The small teleportation is used to the extreme, and the body shape is constantly changing. Every time the direction is moved, a sky-slashing sword is created.

Slashing the sky and drawing the sword, the sword kills people.

Extremely fast and terrifyingly powerful Heavenly Divine Soldier, the combat power erupted at this moment can kill even the middle stage of Wu Zunjing.

"The world is spinning."

Ye Changkong didn't dare to be careless, the Lei Yan Baodao in his hand swept away again in a violent wind and waves.

However, this time his dizzy spin could no longer break the Enlightened Man's attack.

"Swords merge."

"die."

With a low shout, Mingren held the sword in his left hand again, the swords merged, the billowing air current disintegrated the sky and the earth in an instant, and the long sword in his hand pointed straight at Ye Changkong's heart.

"Hahaha."

In the violent wind and waves, Ye Changkong's wild laughter came out.

"Ming, although I don't know where your heavenly soldiers come from, do you think you can defeat me like this? It's just a dream."

"You probably forgot what Ye Changkong's martial spirit is."

"Raining."

With a loud shout, the originally calm high altitude began to gust of wind, lightning and thunder.

Rumble!
Bulky bolts of lightning descended from the sky, all hovering above Ye Changkong's head.

sizzle.

The field formed by lightning blocked Mingren's attack ten meters away. In this small field, no one could hurt Ye Changkong.

He is the king of this field, the master of thunder and lightning.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, millions of viewers gasped, and billions of netizens were shocked.

Ye Changkong had already let countless people appreciate the power of his martial soul when he was in the Marshal's Mansion.

In the battle that day, he was only a warrior in the early stage, but the power of the martial soul he released was even terrifying to the martial arts realm.

But now, his cultivation level has reached the early stage of martial master, and the power released is even more terrifying than that of Wu Zun in the early stage of Wu Zun. It has even surpassed the early stage of Wu Zun and reached the level of Wu Zun in the middle stage.

What's even more frightening is that the defense is invincible. In the range of thunder and lightning, even the strong of Wu Zunjing Dzogchen may not be able to attack it.

"It's over, Mingren is dead."

This is everyone's first thought.

"Mingren, give up quickly, you can't beat Ye Changkong." Ye Lin's angry shouts never stopped from the beginning.

She really didn't want to see Mingren die at the hands of Ye Changkong, it wasn't worth it.

"Mingren, quickly admit defeat and surrender."

"Ming, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and there will be plenty of opportunities to settle accounts with Ye Changkong in the future."

Chu Tianjiao and Wang Xiaopang also drank loudly at the same time.

Although their cultivation was not high, they could still feel the change in Ye Changkong's aura, which frightened them, so they had to stop Mingren.

Unfortunately, it was too late, Ye Changkong didn't intend to give Mingren a chance to surrender.

Rumble!
The thunder and lightning gathered more and more, until Ye Changkong was enveloped in it, and he walked towards Mingren step by step, like a walking thunderbolt.

"boom!"

Ye Changkong turned a knife into a fist, using the simplest and crudest attack.

If this punch hit Mingren, Mingren would surely die. Many people subconsciously closed their eyes, not daring to look at the next scene.

However, the imagined bloody scene did not appear.

Behind Ming Ren, a black vortex suddenly appeared.

Zizizi!
As soon as the black vortex appeared, it immediately frantically devoured the power of lightning summoned by Ye Changkong.

Zijin Shenlong's martial soul talent: Devour everything.

The upgraded Swallow Myriad can only be used once every half a month, and it can swallow all the vitality of a level beyond Mingren.

Ming people are currently in the middle stage of the martial artist realm, and devouring everything can devour all vitality and energy within the middle stage of the martial arts realm.

And Ye Changkong's lightning power was just to his liking.

Whoa!
Ming's mental power was completely released, devouring everything and being stimulated to the extreme. At this moment, the billowing thunder continuously entered the black vortex, becoming Ming's great tonic.

In the Martial Soul, the vitality was flying, and it reached the critical point again in a very short period of time.

"die."

The Ming man held a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right, and the sword merged and blasted out again.

"Do not."

Ye Changkong screamed, he was finally frightened.

How could it be possible that one's own martial soul ability was devoured.

You know, with his current Boundary Enhancement, he can only release Lei Ning once at most, and the maintenance time is only 2 minutes.

In the plan, 2 minutes is enough to kill Mingren several times.

Unexpectedly, the opponent not only has a heavenly weapon, but also has such a terrifying devouring ability, even his own lightning power can be devoured.

The crazy killing intent dissipated suddenly, and after calming down, there was more fear.

Mingren's sword is close at hand, and the footsteps of death are so close to him.

"Father save me."

Ye Changkong shouted angrily towards the top of Dawu Palace.

wow.

The entire Dawu Palace was completely boiling.

Ye Changkong, actually asked for help?
(End of this chapter)