War on the Top: Awaken the Double Fruits at the beginning to help Red Dog

"The apprentice understands."

After several pre-match episodes, the match between Ai Wen and Wang He is finally about to start.

After the previous episode, Wang He didn't dare to say any more stupid words. His face was full of anger and shame. He had never endured such humiliation since he was a child.

He has never been humiliated like this since he was a child.There is a force in his heart, and he wants to vent this force on Ivan!

"Game start!"

"ah!!!"

As soon as the match started, Wang Ming rushed out! Angrily raised his fists and punched.

Wang He is tall and strong, with a lot of strength. Although he is a rich boy, he should have enough strength to go that far.

Moreover, Ai Wen also knew that Wang He possessed one of the eight skills that he had never used before!This skill is very powerful.

"Golden Light Spell!"

Facing Wang He, Ai Wen did not retreat a single step, and displayed the golden light body protection! The golden light, like a flame, attached to his body! Ai Wen's Bajiquan started! He had a fist fight with Wang He!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!"

The two fists continued to clash, banging, and the sound of the drum seemed to reverberate in the hall.

Ai Wen clenched Wang He's fist tightly and found that they were not much different in strength, and Ai Wen was only slightly better.

In 1.3, Aiwen used golden light to protect his body, although Wang He used his true energy to protect his fist, but the effect was not as good as the golden light spell. After a few rounds, Wang He's fist was smashed and dripping with blood!

"hiss!!!"

Feeling the pain, Wang Bin couldn't help taking a step back: He was not familiar with pain after growing up in a pampered environment.

And that's it!

"Seven Star Walk!"

Owen changed positions on the horse's feet and began his attack! The fist attack continued, and the strength of his fist increased with each step under his feet! Wang He fell instantly, unable to catch Owen for the next few fist!

"asshole!"

Wang Bin received another punch with his little hand, and under Owen's blow, his entire arm was numb! With a loud cry, Wang Ming quickly jumped back, trying to distance himself from Owen.

Chapter 310 Seven Self-inflicted Sins

but!

"Just wait for you to dance! Upper heart and elbow!"

"boom!"

Owen's sprint shot was razor-like! Xiao Wang, who had just bounced back, felt a blur before his feet landed! Irving had already thrown himself into his arms! The next moment!

The next moment, a heavy elbow hit Wang He's chest!

"spider"

"Pfft!"

Wang He flew out like a kite with a broken string, and blood gushed from his ears, nose and mouth!

"boom!"

The wooden fence collapsed, and half of his body hit the planks.

"Damn! This guy hit too hard! Where's Fan Bin? He wasn't killed, did he?"

"I don't think so... Killing people will be disqualified and legally responsible, I don't think so."

The audience started again. They looked at Wang, who was no longer moving, and booed, thinking that Wang was going to die, but

Evan touched his hand, the feeling just now was not real...

Obviously, Wang Xiaoqiang blocked Ai Wen's fatal blow by some means.

And just when everyone was talking about it, the Taoist judge wanted to come down to see what happened.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

A gust of wind whizzed in, and suddenly appeared on the field! ! ! .

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Accompanied by a gust of wind and a scream, black air burst out from Wang Xiaoqiang's side, moving the surrounding broken trees away one by one, and then dragged Wang Xiaoqiang back to the field.

"This! A casual cultivator holding spirits! How could he be!"

On the platform, two members of the Feng family, Feng Zhenhao and his son Feng Xintong, saw Wang He's situation, and their facial expressions became very surprised.

Feng Zhenhao was fine, he was well-informed and had a top-notch mentality, while Feng Xintong was very out of control.

Meanwhile, on the field.

"Hey....Hehehe...hahahahahaha!!!"

Wang Xiaoqiang lowered his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and let out a sinister laugh.

"Ridiculous nonsense, isn't it just to catch ghosts and send generals? It's as simple as [-] million."

Ai Wen didn't like Wang He's laughter any more.

Wang Bing clutched his chest and almost vomited blood again. He stared at Ai Wen sinisterly, wishing he could eat him!Wang Bing said, "I don't know.

"Boy, you clearly know that it is soul restraint, but you are not afraid. Do you dare? As the price of hurting my noble body, today I will let you experience the power of soul restraint! Go!!! Wang Yu waved his hand! Ten Several streams of black gas rushed towards Aiwen, changing constantly in the air, and finally turned into a dozen humanoid spirits, howling and rushing towards Aiwen.

Aiwen did not choose to fight these spirits desperately, but backed away to avoid them. The entire arena was huge, and if these spirits wanted to run, they would not be able to catch up with Aiwen.

And just as Owen ran out, Wangwang stretched out his hand, grabbed a soul from him, and then, under the eyes of everyone, tore up and ate that soul piece by piece, completely ignoring the cry of that soul.

"Eat! Eat!"

Feng Xintong was taken aback again. Feng Zhenghao's face was calm at first, but after hearing Feng Xintong's surprised voice, he soon showed the same surprised expression: the actor is striving for self-improvement, but he is watching.

"Hahahaha! It hurts!"

After eating the soul, Wang He's breathing began to recover and his injuries were brought under control.

He turned his head to look at the Feng family father and son in the stands. Seeing the surprised expressions of the two, his heart suddenly tugged, and his expression became triumphant and full of provocation.

"This action of mine is the ultimate secret of the soul-suppressing technique, the ultimate secret of the soul-suppressing technique, and none of them know it."

Wang He shouted to Ai Wen who was running, these words were actually addressed to Feng's father and son.

"Although this spirit-serving method may not be as powerful as the body-possessing method, the power you swallow will remain in your body forever. That's how I am. I haven't used this power much, it's all eaten, hahaha!" Alvin said.Are you jealous?The little power that you people have worked so hard to gain is not as good as me eating a few souls. It's too sad. This is the sorrow of you ordinary people! "

Wang He laughed wildly, what he said made most people feel sick.

Soul-hunting San is a method of seeking souls and exorcising evil spirits. It was originally disliked by people, but today it is known that it can increase its power by devouring souls. This is an evil label that will be inseparable from Soul-hunting San.

"Increase strength by devouring the soul, hum, it's just a rootless weed, how dare you compare with our actual actual strength!? Retreat!"

Owen stopped running, a purple Taimai sword emerged from the back of his head, thunder flashed, and the black shadow of thunder enveloped the sword, Owen turned his head!

"The Art of the Five Yin Thunders! You Earthworm Thunder!!!"

"shoot!"

With a wave of the soaring sword, a large number of black thunders rushed out crazily! The chasing souls were stabbed by the thunders, and each made a sharp howl, retreating one after another, not daring to approach Aiwen.

Although Lei Fa is Yin Wu Lei Fa, it is also the nemesis of these souls. These souls are all the souls of innocent people, so Ai Wen did not seriously injure them.

"Nonsense, don't be afraid of anything! You've been dead for a long time! What's the use of being afraid of death! Go away! Go on the offensive!"

The devil's retreat made Wang He angry and let them attack Aiwen!

Aiwen ignored the devil, and with a move of his feet, he rushed towards Wang He! The dark thunder entangled the blade!

"557 Thunder Wheel Rain!"

"ridicule!"

Ai Wen swung his knife away! The thunder was like a knife, and was released by Ai Wen! Wang He jumped up and avoided it!

“Stand up! Reverse the rolling rain!”

Aiwen called from behind! Thunderous, rolling upwards! It hit Wang Huo fiercely!

"Ugh!!!"

Wang He first roared lightly, then surrounded the black energy of the soul with his hands, and bounced off the dark thunder on his body.

Regardless of the cry of the soul damaged by Yin Lei in his hand, Wang He tore out his own soul, opened his mouth wide and bit it down again!

"Ugly!"

Owen couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's disgusting to eat! Pale Pillar of Thunder!"

"Boom!"

Yin Hong's thunder light shot straight at Wang He from Owen's knife.

The black lightning coiled around the darker thunder, and the thunder column at this moment looked a bit like the devil's cannon of Piccolo.

"Boom!"

"what!"

Lei Zhu's speed was extremely fast, Wang Xiaoqiang only had time to take a bite, and was pierced by Lei Zhu!

A black thunder column pierced his left chest! It shot through his back! Wang He rolled his eyes, opened his mouth, and fell to the ground from the air.

"Whirring whirring?"

The souls outside Wang He's body could no longer control themselves, they all looked at Wang He indignantly, and finally let out a nasty howl, and rushed towards Wang He!

Chapter 310: The Duel With Zhang Lingyu

The souls waved at Wang He's body, and Wang He, who had lost consciousness, suddenly became agitated again, his body twitched and foamed at the mouth.

"Oops! The soul is gone!"

Feng Zhenghao said in a low voice, and as soon as he finished speaking, the old celestial master jumped onto the field and landed beside Wang He, raising his hand and pointing to a golden light rushing into Wang He's body!

"Buzz!"

Seeing Wang He's body swaying, more than a dozen streams of black energy were forced out, the old heavenly master protected Wang He with golden light, and then spoke.

"That's it, the luck is over, the ashes are gone, the ashes return to the ashes, go to reincarnation."

Although the old master expelled the ghost from Wang He's body, he also cut off the connection between the ghost and Wang He.

The ghosts hesitated for a while, and finally disappeared one by one, scattered between the sky and the earth.

"Ouch...creating sin..."

The old Tianshi sighed, looked back at Wang He who was still twitching, shook his head, and playfully returned to the post just now.

"Win! Qi Linghai of Tianshi Mansion!"

The Taoist referee hurriedly announced the result, and two young Taoist priests went down and carried Wang He away on a stretcher, while Ai Wen put away his sword platform, turned and left the arena angrily.

The next match will be between Zhang Lingyu and Feng Xintong.Ai Wen returned to Tian Lao's side and watched the game together.

In the last round of battle, Feng Xintong put away the snake essence brought by Deng Yufu from the equestrian family outside, and was put away by Feng Xintong for temporary use.

The snake essence is very powerful, Feng Xintong let the snake essence attach to his body, and fought with Zhang Lingyu for a while, Zhang Lingyu didn't use the real thunder method, and even failed to hold Feng Xintong back.

Ai Wen watched with interest, the old master looked back at Ai Wen, turned his head, and whispered.

"Ling Hai, if this Ling Yu wins, then you will fight Ling Yu in the next match...".

The old heavenly master suddenly appeared, and Ai Wen was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

"Don't worry, senior brother, with senior brother Ling Yu's strength, there is no problem in defeating Feng Xintong."

Ai Wen is not worried that Zhang Lingyu will lose, because Zhang Lingyu has already started to release the real fifth thunder

Perhaps it was because Aiwen had already used the water dirty thunder before Luo Tiandajiao to compete. At this moment, Zhang Lingyu also broke through the barriers in her heart a little bit, and began to try to show the power of the thunder in front of the whole world.

"boom!!!"

Viscous black thunder burst out from Zhang Lingyu's sleeves. Zhang Lingyu waved her sleeves, playing with the dirty thunder like a whip, making Feng Xintong jump up and down.

Even in the state of being possessed, Feng Xintong did not dare to let the thunder and lightning approach him.

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's performance, the old Tianshi on the summit stage showed a slightly disappointed expression on his face, sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly.