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

Ma Hongjun stepped forward with a smile, and the super-powerful explosion of the Phoenix Martial Soul was unreservedly displayed.

"Fatty, I'll give you ten seconds to show yourself."

Yang Qi'an didn't understand why these people who possessed the inheritance of the gods still came to participate in the elite competition.

But winning, it seems, is not necessary for them.

Since Ma Hongjun wants to show himself, Yang Qi'an will give him this chance.

"Thank you, Brother Yang.

For once, enough is enough. "

Yang Qi'an didn't fully understand what Ma Hongjun said, but after ten seconds, a figure walked out of the evil fire.

The flame dragon roared out, and Ma Hongjun was instantly submerged by the fire dragon.

However, it is also the ultimate flame, but Ma Hongjun's flame is more evil.

But Yang Qi'an's flame is hot and violent.

Ma Hongjun didn't suffer serious injuries, they were all from extreme flames, and the high temperature didn't do much harm to them.

What defeated Ma Hongjun was the impact of Mei Yan's explosion.

"Nana, I'm going!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun being eliminated, Yan walked out without waiting for Hu Liena to dispatch him.

"Yan, you!"

Hu Liena was furious, but she didn't stop her.

In the knockout round of the three teams, the Wuhundian team was regarded as a loser.

However, this result was not unacceptable to Hu Liena.

The game in the afternoon may be exhausting, but with the background of Wuhundian, the powerful healing soul master will restore the seven of them to their best condition within one night.

However, losing would still affect the reputation of Wuhundian.

Hu Liena, I really don't want to lose.

However, that man seemed to be her nemesis.

Yang Qi'an's soul power was actually not consumed much in successive battles.

The two kinds of martial spirits are activated together, the battery life is not weak, and the combat effectiveness is beyond the charts.

It's just like hanging up.

Chapter 189 Ending the Match Alone

Yang Qi'an was glad that he had pondered the feasibility of twin martial souls since the moment he awakened his twin martial souls.

Now, after more than eight years, it finally moved to the battlefield for the first time.

Yan has a burly figure, dressed in flame costumes, like a lava giant.

His martial soul is the Lord of Fire, with a soul power of level 53.

This level does not match the original, but it is not surprising.

Yang Qi'an has already seen that the current Douluo Continent is in a turbulent state.

The inheritance of gods from all over the world is springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

He has an intuition that the source of the flood of god's inheritance is very likely to be himself.

The land of chaos in the dark, and the supreme inheritance that can only be opened by sacrificing the inheritance of Shura God.

Yang Qi'an guessed that the inheritance of the gods in the Douluo Continent should be instigated by God Shura.

He can't blatantly interfere with the affairs of Douluo Continent.

No, he can intervene, but dare not.

Yang Qi'an's guess was actually infinitely close to the truth, but no one gave him a definite answer.

Therefore, Yang Qi'an still proceeded according to his own plan.

It's just the inheritor of the gods, if you dare to block the way, kill it!

As long as the real body does not descend, Yang Qi'an will not be afraid of anyone.

Even if it is Tang San, the Son of Destiny... No, from the birth of Yang Qi'an, the Son of Destiny is no longer Tang San.

Fiery breath, the flame seems to be flowing.

There were scorched black footprints on the crystal floor.

On Yan's eyebrows, a golden mark unexpectedly appeared.

"Fuck, is it fake? So worthless?"

When Yang Qi'an saw the imprint of Yan's deity's inheritance, he was startled suddenly.

"Hmph, kid, your glory days are over!"

"Stupid!"

Yang Qi'an looked at Yan with disdain, and slowly raised the dragon pattern soul-breaking gun in his hand.

"Today, if you can walk ten meters away from me, I will have your last name!"

Yang Qi'an's expression was arrogant, and dragon patterns slowly lit up on the Dragon Mark Soul Breaking Spear.

"Bastard, how dare you look down on me! If that's the case, then I will make you pay for your arrogance!"

Yan's flame lord martial spirit possessed him, and in an instant, a lava giant appeared in front of Yang Qi'an.

"Yanlong, kill the soul!"

The fourth soul skill!

Yang Qi'an directly activated the fourth soul skill, and the Yanlong above the spear roared out.

"The magma erupts!"

Yan was not afraid, and the five soul rings on his body lit up one after another.

Since you want to be serious, then go all out and kill Yang Qi'an directly!

Hot magma erupted from the ground to resist the attack of Yanlong.

"Lord Shock!"

Lava flowed from Yan's body, and his whole body turned into a meteorite, colliding towards Yang Qi'an.

"Yanlong, kill the soul!!"

The fourth soul skill!Come again!

boom! ! !

Flames erupted all over the sky, and Yang Qi'an's figure stood firmly on the edge of the sea of ​​flames.

The dragon pattern soul-breaking gun was put away, Yang Qi'an opened his hands, and a picture of Tai Chi appeared in front of Yang Qi'an.

"Get out!"

boom!

The Taiji Diagram was blasted out, and the flames that originally permeated the square were instantly dispersed.

And Yan's figure appeared 30 meters away.

His whole body was scorched black, his breath was weak, and there were drops of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"No, it's impossible!"

Yan still couldn't believe it, he was the inheritor of God.

"The inheritors of the gods are worthless." Yang Qi'an seemed to have heard Yan's whisper, and murmured, are there still few inheritors of the gods crushed by him?

Concentrating his breath, Yang Qi'an checked the soul power in his body, and there was still [-]% of it.

The faint and imperceptible glare subsided, Yang Qi'an withdrew from the state of dual martial spirits, and his aura dropped significantly.

"In this state, the consumption seems to be acceptable. After all, it lasted for a few games."

Jian Douluo transmitted the sound, and Ning Fengzhi nodded imperceptibly.

They already knew that Yang Qi'an had dual martial souls, but they didn't know anything about the consumption of the dual martial souls.

There's speculation, but... terribly wrong.

That tiny amount of consumption can be ignored in this soul fight that lasts no more than one minute on average.

Hang up!

This is the author cheating on the protagonist!Simply unreasonable!

"All members of the Shrek Academy team are eliminated, please send players to the Wuhundian Academy team."

The referee spoke, and Shrek was the first to be out.

As for the Wuhundian team, there is another evil month.

"His breath seems to be a lot weaker." Xie Yue said, he was asking for his sister's opinion.

"Admitting defeat is not good for Wuhundian's reputation. You can lose, but you must never admit defeat."

When Hu Liena spoke, Xie Yue immediately understood what her sister meant.

He walked out slowly, the moon blades in both hands clanging.

However, Yang Qi'an still has [-]% of his soul power, what can he win?

No one could have imagined that the round-robin round-robin match of the three super-powerful teams that came to the end ended at such a speed because of Yang Qi'an's appearance.

Isn't it necessary for a soul master to fight for at least three to five minutes?

Even if the soul master is against the upper soul sect, it is difficult to completely eliminate the opponent in a short period of time regardless of consumption.

However, why Yang Qi'an was eliminated alone.