On Soul Fighting Arena, there is a vacant seat next to Ye Lingling.
Zhu Zhuqing locked Ye Lingling without any hesitation.
"Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Shadowflash Kill!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Millennium Soul Ring beside her shone brightly.
Skill judgment conditions.
The target is isolated and helpless, the judgment is established!
The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing's figure turned into a black shadow and disappeared out of thin air.
"Where are the people?"
Yufeng's pupils shrank in mid-air and he quickly glanced around.
He kept staring at Zhu Zhuqing, not even daring to blink.
But in a daze, the other party completely disappeared from his sight.
Osler also turned pale.
Black Panther Martial Soul gave him not only speed and burst, but also perception abilities that far exceeded those of ordinary Soul Master.
But at this moment, he couldn't feel the slightest breath of Zhu Zhuqing.
Dugu Yan was the first to react and shouted loudly.
"Lingling, be careful!"
But this reminder was still a step too late.
Ye Lingling felt a chill on my back.
She looked down and saw that several sharp cat claws had stopped in front of her throat.
The distance is less than half an inch.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't know when he stood behind her.
Ye Lingling was silent for a moment. Although the expression on the pretty face under the white gauze could not be seen, her eyes were still calm.
Since the other party can stick to her behind silently, he can also send her off Soul Fighting Arena the next time he attacks.
She was silent for a moment, then raised her hands and said French Salute very decisively.
"I surrender."
As the saying goes: As long as you surrender quickly enough, the enemy will not be able to hit you.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at her and retracted the cat's paw.
Ye Lingling was not sloppy at all, he immediately took a few steps back and jumped off Soul Fighting Arena.
The audience outside the venue was completely shocked when they saw this scene.
"Holy shit! Is that Teleportation?"
"A Soul Elder can actually Teleportation?"
"Is this reasonable?"
Offstage, Flender and Yu Xiaogang are taking care of Tang San.
Seeing Ye Lingling being forced to retreat, he was so excited that he slapped Yu Xiaogang on the thigh.
"Okay!"
"Well done!"
"Now Gold Soul Coin is found!"
Yu Xiaogang gasped in pain and his face turned black.
"Flender, it was me you photographed!"
Flender was stunned for a moment, then took back his hand.
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and lowered his head to look at Tang San who was still lying on the ground, with an expression of hatred on his face.
"How long has it been and you still only care about money?"
Flender was silent for a moment.
He looked at Tang San, then at Soul Fighting Arena.
"Money is also important."
Yu Xiaogang:...
Tang San was lying on the ground, his lower back and buttocks were still burning and uncomfortable.
But his eyes were fixed on Zhu Zhuqing on the stage, his eyes were red.
If it weren't for that pervert A Jie who caused him to lose Realgar Powder, how could Tang San be in such an embarrassing situation now?
He should be the one who steals the limelight.
Tang San clenched his fists and cursed in his heart through gritted teeth.
A Jie, you already have Way of Seeking Death!
Soul Fighting Arena on.
After Ye Lingling left the field, Imperial Fighting Team's formation suddenly became a bit chaotic.
Yu Tianheng looked at the empty rear with an extremely ugly expression.
He didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Skill to be so weird.
What's more, I didn't expect that Ye Lingling would be directly disqualified from fighting in just one meeting.
Without Nine Heart Flowering Apple, they can no longer exchange injuries for injuries unscrupulously.
"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, don't mess around!"
Yu Tianheng shouted in a deep voice.
"Hold the formation!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wu rushed over.
"Hey, that kid playing with electronics!"
"Sister Xiao Wu Before I even exerted any force, you in the back row fell down. You really didn't even fight."
"Now, it's your turn!"
Yu Tianheng's face darkened.
As the direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the captain of Imperial Fighting Team, when had he ever been ridiculed like this to his face?
"First Soul Skill, Thunderclap Dragon Claw!"
The blue-purple Thunder condensed in his palm and turned into a sharp claw shadow, heading straight for Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu didn't hide, the black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring on her body lit up.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Invincible Golden Body!"
Golden light enveloped her instantly.
Xiao Wu became a statuette.
Thunderclap Dragon Claw struck the golden light and erupted into a harsh roar.
But after the thunder light dissipated, Xiao Wu still stood in the same place, and the corners of his clothes were not messed up.
Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank.
His attack had no effect at all.
Yu Tianheng's eyes finally changed.
What is this Soul Skill?
Can you completely ignore his attacks?
At the moment when Yu Tianheng was lost in thought, Xiao Wu blinked at him.
"That's it?"
Xiao Wu As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right leg high and kicked it unceremoniously.
This kick hit Yu Tianheng on the chin.
Yu Tianheng screamed and was kicked backwards.
"Captain!!!"
Shi Mo screamed in horror. He quickly carried the tortoise shell on his back, rushed over and used his body as a cushion to catch the falling Yu Tianheng.
Even so, Yu Tianheng still groaned when it fell, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.
He was stunned by this kick.
On the other side, Osler and Yufeng saw that their captain was injured and prepared to step forward to support them.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the two of them coldly.
The two of them paused, feeling uneasy in their hearts at the same time.
"Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Shadowflash Kill."
Zhu Zhuqing disappears again.
Osler's heart sank, and he subconsciously waved his claws behind him.
But his attack was in vain.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain struck from behind.
Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws ignored Soul Power's protective body and placed heavy claws on Osler's back.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Osler screamed and flew out.
The sight of Yufeng in mid-air made my scalp numb. What the hell kind of speed is this?
Just as he was about to rise, a cold voice came from above his head.
"Go down."
Yufeng looked up and saw Zhu Zhuqing falling from above.
He was still fluttering in mid-air and had no time to react before he was scratched off by Zhu Zhuqing's two claws from behind!
"Bang!"
Yufeng and Osler looked at each other.
What kind of outrageous perversion is this Soul Skill!
It doesn't matter if you can't see the shadow, but the damage caused by two claws is so high, it simply doesn't leave any way for people to survive!
Osler was holding his back and just about to get up, Zhu Zhuqing had already fallen in front of him.
Those cold eyes had no emotion at all.
Osler turned pale and hurriedly crawled back.
"Stop fighting!"
"We admit defeat!"
Yufeng also stood up from the ground, his shoulders shaking with pain.
He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and jumped off Soul Fighting Arena without hesitation, fearing that he would be beaten again if he was too late.
"I'll admit defeat too!"
He flies fast and hides quickly.
If he stays on the stage, who knows where the cat lady will appear from, giving him two paws.
One person on the other side will kill three of them.
This is a fart, it is completely a dimensionality reduction attack!
despair.
Deep despair enveloped the hearts of the remaining four people at Imperial Fighting Team.
Qin Ming in the audience looked at this scene, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Lingling, treat them quickly."
Qin Ming and Ye Lingling rushed up to meet him.
Ye Lingling raised his hand, Nine Heart Flowering Apple petals slowly fell in mid-air.
Soft white light fell on Osler and Yufeng, quickly repairing their wounds.
Yufeng was lying on the ground, howling exaggeratedly, with runny nose and tears.
With the incredible healing effect of Nine Heart Flowering Apple, the two of them quickly stood up again alive and kicking.
Soul Fighting Arena on.
Imperial Fighting Team has only four people left: Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Shi Mo and Shi Mo.
And Shrek here.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are still intact.
Behind them, there were three F3s standing, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar.