Yu Tianheng released Martial Soul.
Blue-gold electric light spurted out from his body, and the dazzling light dyed the entire bluestone road with a layer of faint blue.
Lightning crackled all around him, making his hair stand on end.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, one of the strongest Beast Martial Soul in mainland China, is famous for its attack power.
At this moment, the ancient Ferocious Beast that was sealed in his blood seemed to be breaking free from his body, looking up to the sky and roaring.
Three Soul Ring rose from his feet, two yellow and one purple, a hundred years, a hundred years, a thousand years.
The aura of Yu Tianheng reached its peak at this moment, and Soul Power of level 39 Soul Elder poured out of his body like a flood that broke a bank.
Yu Tianheng's cultivation level is already infinitely close to that of Soul Ancestor.
Since the last time he competed with Gu Linyuan, he has been practicing hard.
"Gu Linyuan. If you lose, please leave immediately Yanyan."
Yu Tianheng's eyes are like daggers.
"Yu Tianheng. How old are you, and you still make such a fuss?"
"If you want me to leave, I have to leave. Are you childish?"
Gu Linyuan said speechlessly.
But when I think about Yu Tianheng's age, I feel relieved.
Gu Linyuan has been a human being for two generations, and his mental age has already matured. But people like Yu Tianheng are still teenagers in their adolescence.
The Imperial Fighting Team team members retreated to the roadside.
They all have absolute confidence in Yu Tianheng, the direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the captain of Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team, the thirty-ninth level Soul Elder, one step away from being Soul Ancestor.
In this academy, no one of his age can match him.
And Gu Linyuan, isn't he just a clown? Although it's not why Dugu Yan would think that Yu Tianheng is not as strong as him. But his subordinates see the truth. Once his strength speaks for itself, all the disguises of Gu Linyuan will be exposed.
"Brother Yuan brother... ugh... I don't want this either."
Dugu Yan stood beside Gu Linyuan, looking at the three rotating Soul Ring around Yu Tianheng, and stuck out his tongue.
But there was a hint of pride in her purple eyes.
Although she doesn't like Yu Tianheng, she still feels that Yu Tianheng is not completely useless.
At least Gu Linyuan can see that she is still attractive.
Men are all big pigs. Once you catch them, they will feel dull. Without some external stimulation, their value will quickly depreciate in the hearts of men.
This phenomenon is especially obvious when there are many women around this man.
Recently, Dugu Yan feels that Gu Linyuan has put less thought into her. It is not just as simple as less, it is simply cut in half.
Before, she had the Martial Soul pattern of Gu Linyuan tattooed between her waist and hips, which greatly stimulated Gu Linyuan. But this stimulation is gradually disappearing.
Dugu Yan knows that he must find a way to increase his worth.
When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.
Taking advantage of the admiration of Yu Tianheng, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect young master, to raise her hand and get more Gu Linyuan attention, this was just a part of her plan.
Yu Tianheng didn't know that Dugu Yan had so many ideas, let alone that he was just a part of Dugu Yan and Gu Linyuan play.
"You are getting more and more naughty."
Gu Linyuan looked down at her apologetic and cunning face, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her waist.
Her waist is very thin, and through the thin fabric of the purple dress, you can feel the soft skin and slightly tight muscles on her waist.
Dugu Yan was pinched so hard that his waist shrunk, and he let out a delicate hum, and the cunning in his eyes became even stronger.
This woman is so good at keeping things together.
That moan was soft and full of friendship, which instantly made Yu Tianheng's eyes burst into flames, and also stunned the other Imperial Fighting Team team members. Good guy, what happened to their eldest sister? When did Dugu Yan change her gender?
This woman is very vicious. On the surface, she is very charming, but no one dares to experience that charming feeling.
After all, Dugu Yan is a poisoner. If you have a quarrel, you must not be poisoned by Dugu Yan.
Therefore, most people just stay away from Dugu Yan. Only Yu Tianheng dares to pursue Dugu Yan relying on his talent and family background.
Ye Lingling walked up to Dugu Yan at some point.
She was wearing a long black velvet skirt with the skirt hanging down to her ankles. Her steps were as light as a cat, and she made no sound when she stepped on the bluestone.
She still wore the black veil on her face, covering the lower half of her face, revealing only a pair of gray-blue eyes.
She turned her head slightly and leaned close to Dugu Yan's ear. Her voice was very soft, so soft that only Dugu Yan could hear it.
"Yanyan, are you really not afraid that Gu Linyuan will be beaten by Yu Tianheng?"
Ye Lingling's voice contained a hint of curiosity and an unexplainable meaning.
What kind of man is it that can make Dugu Yan change so much?
The current Dugu Yan sounds like a thousand kinds of style at best, but burns at worst.
Dugu Yan is not an easy person to get along with, so why is he so agitated in front of Gu Linyuan.
Dugu Yan smiled, with an indescribable determination in his smile.
She looked at Gu Linyuan's side face and the faintly visible emerald green leaf mark between his eyebrows, and her voice was soft but firm.
"He won't lose to Yu Tianheng."
"Yu Tianheng can't even beat me, how can he be Gu Linyuan's opponent?"
Dugu Yan rolled his eyes.
A few days ago, she had obtained the fourth Soul Ring.
Now her cultivation level has broken through to level 42.
Moreover, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the quality of her Martial Soul has also been greatly improved. Now she can really ignore Yu Tianheng.
Ye Lingling's beautiful eyes flowed, and a glimmer of light flashed in the gray-blue pupils.
She had seen Dugu Yan smile at many people, Yu Tianheng, Imperial Fighting Team's team members, and the noble men who pursued her.
But she had never seen Dugu Yan speak in this tone. It was a natural expression of happiness.
She looked at Gu Linyuan's back, the curiosity in her eyes getting stronger and stronger.
"Dugu Yan, Meng Yiran, Zhu Zhuqing... What is so magical about this man."
The skirt hangs down to her ankles, and the fabric is made of thick velvet, which glows with a cold luster in the sun. Her figure is slender and tall, her waist is so thin that it looks like it will be broken by the wind, but the curve of her chest is full and straight, which makes the black velvet fabric smooth. Her skin is very white, so white that it is almost transparent. Lined with the black dress, her whole figure is like a statue carved from white jade. A kind of coldness that repels people thousands of miles away. She wears a black veil on her face, covering the lower half of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes. They are a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, with a light gray-blue pupil color, like a frozen lake in winter, or like a distant mountain covered with a layer of mist. When she looks at people, her eyes are light, neither cold nor hot, as if she doesn't care about anything, and she seems to see everything.