Recommendation ticket
A blood rainbow rent the air, its afterimage like a comet's tail dragging across the sky!
The atmosphere in the arena instantly tightened to the breaking point. Countless spectators widened their eyes, their gazes locked firmly on that bloody spear shadow.
No one knew whether Xiao Yi could turn danger into safety under this terrifying, suffocating attack.
Soul Saint Level attacks were rarely seen in competition, yet today they had appeared again and again. The entire venue was deathly silent.
On the Martial Arts Viewing Platform, the Team Leader coaches with Soul Emperor and Soul Saint combat strength all held their breaths, their minds drawn tight.
They also wanted to see how the battle between these two top-tier teams would turn out, each side's collateral blows, each side's trump cards.
They watched for the possible impact each side might suffer, and also probed for the hidden Trump Cards both sides had kept in reserve.
As the killing move of the Blood Spear Formation's General Soul True Body, True Soul Burial Strike now revealed all its ferocity.
The weeping-blood spear was wrapped in grim astral force, bloody light spreading from it like a blazing inferno, and like a surging sea of blood.
Soul Saint pressure came crashing down like Mount Tai overturning, its aura like iron chains stretched across a river, sealing off every inch within ten meters around Xiao Yi. Killing intent followed like a shadow, firmly locking onto her.
Yang Yanlang was no more than a hundred meters from Xiao Yi, and from preparation to launching the attack, only two or three breaths had passed (one breath was about three seconds), gone in an instant.
The Three Sons of the Chen Clan had been blasted away. Su Ningxia was panting, her blood and qi churning, temporarily