Douluo: I am titled with eighteen rings, and I can slaughter gods with a gun!

"Actually, twin martial souls are far more terrifying than you imagined.

His limit is the 10-year soul ring of the second martial spirit!However, 10-year-old soul beasts are too difficult to find. A soul master may not be able to find nine 10-year-old soul beasts in his entire life!

Therefore, Tang San added a ten-thousand-year spirit ring to the second spirit in advance, which would not have much impact on the future potential. "

Huo Wu opened her mouth, and then took out a Flame Spirit Orb: "If Tang San's mission is similar to ours, the god position he inherited should be stronger than ours."

"uncertain."

Feng Xiaotian shook his head, he is confident in his god level, even if it is not higher than Tang San's level, it will not be lower.

"Is the final showdown about to start?

Sect Master Ning, who will win the final victory this time? "

Emperor Xue Ye opened his mouth and looked at Ning Fengzhi beside him.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi said: "The emperor can trust Yang Qi'an unconditionally, even if his opponent is the possessor of twin martial souls.

Even if what he is facing will be Haotianzong's chaotic cloak. "

Ning Fengzhi's trust in Yang Qi'an can be said to be stronger than Emperor Xue Ye imagined.

"It seems that Sect Master Ning knows something that I don't."

Emperor Xue Ye smiled and spoke, but Ning Fengzhi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

what does he knowAll he knew was that Yang Wudi suddenly asked himself a question before.

It was half a month before the start of the promotion match, Ning Fengzhi went to Hongmeng City to drink tea and discuss some matters with Yang Wudi at the same time.

Afterwards, Yang Wudi asked, "Sect Master Ning, do you know that the Eighteen Rings are titled Douluo?"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned at that time, his eyes were deep, and he asked: "Why did Patriarch Yang ask this question?"

Yang Wudi did not hide anything from Ning Fengzhi, because in his heart, Yang Wudi also felt that Yang Qi'an back then was just joking.

When he learned that the Eighteenth Ring Titled Douluo came from Yang Qi'an, Ning Fengzhi's expression was as exciting as it could be.

With Ning Fengzhi's understanding of Yang Qi'an, he would definitely not talk nonsense, even if it was a joke, he would not make a joke of it.

so...

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face became more and more obvious, even Emperor Xue Ye felt that Ning Fengzhi was abnormal.

In the arena, the situation was changing, as soon as the Clear Sky Hammer came out, Yang Qi'an could feel the difference between Tang San and a month ago.

What he changed was not just his soul power and a soul ring.

Above the Clear Sky Hammer, the instant the ten thousand year spirit ring appeared it lit up.

That is a ten thousand year soul ability that can be used for a long time, if nothing unexpected happens, this kind of soul ability can increase the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Every time a soul ring is added to the Clear Sky Hammer, its original weight will increase.

Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer already weighed five hundred catties without the addition of a spirit ring, and the increase of this ten thousand year spirit ring could at least make the Clear Sky Hammer's weight reach one thousand catties.

In this way, if the random splitting wind hammer method is used again, the power of the ninety-nine return to one will be raised to a terrifying level.

"I won't give you a chance."

Yang Qi'an had confidence in himself, but he wouldn't give Tang San a chance to use the Wind Hammer Technique.

Deliberately giving time for Tang San to perform Nine Nine Returning to One is an idiot's behavior.

Last time, Tang San used the Blue Silver Emperor and flames as a cover, and unexpectedly completed the ninety-nine return to one, but this time... Yang Qi'an will not give him this chance again.

Chapter 163 Kick Feiyu Xiaogang

Tang San naturally also knew that Yang Qi'an would not give him another chance to use the Wind Hammer Technique.

But... there is no chance, he will create opportunities for himself.

The Haotian Hammer has swung, and Yang Qi'an's spear bursts with bright light.

The golden dragon shadow surrounded Yang Qi'an's body, Tang San's expression suddenly became ugly when he saw this.

"Golden Dragon, break the sky!"

Yang Qi'an directly used the fifth soul ability, and the golden dragon shadow blasted towards Tang San in an instant.

Tang San hastily resisted with the Clear Sky Hammer, but his first soul ability did not have the ability to block Yang Qi'an's golden dragon breaking the sky.

The effect of his first soul ability is actually very simple, that is to double the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer, but he is not affected by it.

This is simply wielding a [-]-jin Clear Sky Hammer with a [-]-jin strength. In this way, the consumption is greatly reduced, but the attack power can be called terrifying.

But even so, how could Tang San stop Yang Qi'an's golden dragon breaking the sky?

The Clear Sky Hammer was swung by Tang San, and the Chaos Splitting Wind, which had barely superimposed its power three times, smashed out feebly like this.

boom! ! !

The golden light enveloped the entire arena, Yang Qi'an's eyes flickered, and the soul ring above the dragon pattern flickered again.

"Again?"

Another golden dragon blasted out!

Another roar!

Yang Qi'an put away his gun and stood, quietly waiting for the golden light to dissipate.

Countless people were looking forward, looking forward to Tang San being able to walk out of the golden light envelope with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

But is it possible?

"The Clear Sky Hammer's random chopping wind hammer method is indeed powerful, but it takes time to accumulate when it is used.

There is no suspense in this game itself. "

Feng Xiaotian looked at the field, then slowly lowered his head, thoughtful.

His Gale Wind 72 Slash and the Clear Sky Hammer have the same effect, their strengths are similar, but their flaws are also similar.

However, similar to superimposed self-created soul skills, the formidable power displayed is already extremely powerful, far exceeding one's own level, and it is too difficult to pay attention to being free from flaws.

In the arena, the scene that some people expected did not appear.

Tang San lay in a deep pit like a dead dog, his clothes were torn, and blood was all over his body.

"It seems that there is no need to make another shot." Yang Qi'an said, looking at the referee.

The referee regained his senses in panic, and looked at Yang Qi'an with some apprehension. This ruthless man, if he didn't make a move, he would be fine.

The first golden dragon should be enough to defeat Tang San, but with the second one after another, that Tang San won't be able to get out of bed for a few days.

The referee walked into the deep pit to check Tang San's injury, but the result of the check surprised him.

"I, I lost!"

Tang San opened his mouth with difficulty, but he didn't even faint.

Even Yang Qi'an was a little surprised, this guy is quite resistant to beating.

However, the more you resist the beating, the harder you have to suffer. Next time, try harder.

After a short period of silence in the huge hunting ground, there was a burst of applause like a tide.

It was the generals of the Royal Knights who raised their spears and shouted loudly.

The battle of powerful soul masters is so popular.

Only the strong can be admired.

Tang San tremblingly stood up from the deep pit, wanting to rely on his own strength to walk out of the arena, but he only took one step, and streaks of blood exploded all over his body.

Plop, Tang San fell to the ground again, directly falling into a coma.

"Little San!"

The master rushed into the arena in a hurry, Ning Fengzhi also held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand, and streams of divine light poured into Tang San's body, temporarily stabilizing his injury.

"His injury is not serious, but he needs to rest for a while."

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, and Emperor Xue Ye sent a soul master from the healing department to assist Shrek's teacher in treating Tang San.

However, at this time, Grandmaster came in front of the Hongmeng team.

"Yang Qi'an! You have such a vicious heart!"

Master's zombie face was reflected in front of everyone in the Hongmeng team, pointing at Yang Qi'an's nose, he opened his mouth to curse.

"You are jealous of Xiao San's talent, and you dare not confront him head-on during the competition, so you use such indecent methods to deal with Xiao San?

Do you want to make Xiao San unable to compete in the next time?

Let me tell you, your calculation is wrong..."

"Oh!"

"Clean!"

Yang Qi'an slowly put away the kick he just kicked, and looked at Yu Xiaogang who had fallen to the ground in the distance: "Master? Are you so rude?

In the process of the game, not sparing any effort is the greatest respect for the opponent.

I gave Tang San a chance to use the hidden weapon, but you didn't see it.

I was merciful and didn't make up for the third blow, you didn't see it.

Now, Tang San lost and was injured, you actually saw it.

So, Yu Xiaogang, let me ask you, why did you point out the existence of my external spirit bone?

Do you want me to be Tang San's scapegoat?

Do you want me to attract some people's attention to Tang San?

Your wishful thinking is good, but it's a pity... Although my talent is good, but... everyone will understand that there is an insurmountable gap between one martial soul and two martial souls.

Master, I advise you to stop making bad ideas, and if you dare to plot against me next time, the trouble will turn to the other side, and I will kill you. "

Yang Qi'an didn't show any favor to Yu Xiaogang.

Being kicked on the chest by Yang Qi'an, Yu Xiaogang's internal organs seemed to have been severely injured, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his expression suddenly became sluggish.