Bang!
The heavy door of the VIP box slammed shut!
Isolated from the roar of mountains and tsunamis outside!
It also covers Qian Renxue's death command of "bones stained with blood"!
There was dead silence in the box.
The pale light of the soul guide crystal lamp,
Hit everyone in Imperial Fighting Team in the face.
Cold.
Stiff.
Yu Tianheng turned around suddenly!
The thunder still swims under the skin,
Crackling sound!
Those blue-purple eyes filled with violence,
Keep an eye on Dugu Yan, whose face is slightly pale and whose fingers are still trembling in his sleeves!
"What are you afraid of?"
Yu Tianheng's voice was squeezed out from between the teeth!
With suppressed anger!
"It's just a look!"
"A few hundred meters away!"
"You were told to retract your claws?"
He takes one step forward!
The pressure caused by thunder!
It makes the air smell like it's being burned!
"Remember who you are!"
"Your last name is Dugu!"
"You are Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor who can poison an entire city!"
"Not a roadside bug!"
Dugu Yan raised his head suddenly!
The green vertical pupils were instantly filled with blood!
A snake-like roar was squeezed out of the throat!
"Who are you calling a bug?!"
"He's different!"
"Can't you see?! Tian Heng!"
"The way he looked at us!"
"It's not about looking at your opponent at all!"
"It's a pile of rotten meat waiting to be dissected!"
That coldness!
Ignore the level!
Ignore Soul Power!
Ignore your identity!
Pure contempt to the extreme!
Boom!
Shi Mo stamped his foot violently!
The thick black rock beneath my feet cracked with spider web-like patterns!
"Enough!"
His face, as hard as granite, was expressionless.
"Captain, Sister Yan!"
"No point in arguing."
"Tomorrow in the ring, crush that masked guy's head with a tortoise shell, and all the nonsense will be shut up."
Silent Shi Mo nodded aside,
The two brothers are like two moving copper and iron walls!
Exuding an aura of indestructibility!
This is confidence!
Black Tortoise!
Top defense system Martial Soul!
As long as they keep their shields up!
No one can touch a hair on the back of Imperial Fighting Team!
corner,
Yu Feng played with a poisonous feather on his fingertips,
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Osler closed his eyes and fell asleep,
Like a dagger hidden in the darkness.
No one spoke.
But an invisible pressure condensed in the air.
Heavy.
Hold everyone's breath.
The coldness brought by the flash of blood pupils,
Like gangrene attached to the bone.
Can't be driven away.
Until--
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Three crisp high fives.
Qian Renxue was sitting in the main seat at some unknown time.
The golden eyes are filled with light that understands everything.
"Are you done arguing?"
The cold sound is like ice water pouring on top.
All restlessness was extinguished.
Everyone subconsciously straightened their backs.
"Remember the oppression he gave you."
"Remember the indifference in those eyes."
"That's not a bad thing."
Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, scanning everyone.
"When a lion fights a rabbit, he still needs all his strength."
"Not to mention facing a horse..."
Her fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest.
The voice suddenly turned cold!
"... a wild wolf that can kill Guardians!"
"So--"
She stood up suddenly!
Golden robe windless automatic!
The majestic pressure instantly enveloped the entire audience! It was like an invisible hand gripping everyone's heart!
"Shi Mo! Shi Mo!"
"Tomorrow Xuanwu Fusion Skill--[Mountain Collapse]! Main defense! Protect everyone!"
"Yanzi, snake venom field--[Miasma Sea]! Range coverage! Suppression of perception! Corrosion Soul Power! I want his hammer to be infected with rotten poison before swinging it!"
"Tian Heng!"
Yu Tianheng raised his head suddenly!
Lightning flashed in the eyes!
"Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"
"That's the hammer that crushed his head!"
"[Thunder Dragon Strangulation]!"
Qian Renxue's voice is unequivocal!
"In the gap ripped open by defenses and miasma!"
"Give me a hit!"
"Smash his spine!"
"His head hides too many secrets!"
"Run into the ring!"
She takes one step forward!
The cold breath is raging like a storm!
"Yu Feng! Wind pressure has blocked his retreat!"
"Osler! Once his shield Soul Skill is broken! Slit his throat!"
"Ye Lingling! Nine Heart Begonia is locked in the whole process! Pull whoever is injured back! No matter the cost!"
A cold command.
With unquestionable murderous intent!
Layer by layer layout!
Like the most sophisticated meat grinder!
Replace the aloof figure of "Clear Sky Team"!
Put on chains! Put on gears! Grind into powder!
"Finally--"
Qian Renxue's eyes fell on Dugu Yan's slightly trembling shoulders.
There was no warmth in the voice.
"Yanzi."
"Tomorrow."
"If you take one step back..."
"I will personally send you to Slaughter City to feed Blood Bat."
Dugu Yan was shaken all over!
Keep your head up!
Meet those golden eyes that contain no emotion!
She saw the shadow of death surging inside!
That was better than the bloody eyes in the shadow just now,
Even colder! An even more irresistible order!
Belongs to the Lord she serves! Real murderous intent!
"Yes... Your Highness."
She bit her bleeding lip,
Squeeze out two words.
All fears are crushed by stronger fears!
Only the venomous madness remains!
At the same time.
Suotuo City The top floor of the most upscale hotel.
The most luxurious suite.
Ling Feng was sitting cross-legged in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside the window.
It is the dazzling galaxy of the entire Suotuo City.
It also reflects the hustle and bustle in the direction of Soul Fighting Arena that has not yet subsided.
He closed his eyes.
Like a deep sleep.
inside the body.
Soul Power, who is at the peak of level 19, is like a river of boiling lava!
Rushing and roaring!
Flushes the meridians every time!
All with the violent power to completely smash that twenty-level barrier!
But every time!
They were all suppressed by an invisible, cold force!
Don't let it break through!
Like using the strongest dam!
Forcibly confine the lava that longs to surge!
In the sea of knowledge.
That temporary rune exudes a terrifying and bloody evil spirit and is imprinted with Asura blood Sea Illusion shadow!
Spin slowly!
Like Abyss giant eyes!
Greedily absorbing the emotions gathered from the outside world Sisi!
Fear! Expectation! Madness! Murderous intent!
From those tens of thousands of viewers!
From that Imperial Fighting Team box!
From the final battlefield that is about to begin!
It's all its nourishment!
The system's cold notification sounded in his head:
[Beep! Ultra-high concentration of 'fighting intention', 'hostility' and 'killing intention' energy field detected!]
[Location: Soto Great Soul Arena·Central Main Arena!]
[Energy quality: Excellent! (Added top Martial Soul Origin breath! Soul Elder level Fusion Skill energy fluctuations! Strong obsession willpower!)]
[Preliminary analysis: It can be converted into a special check-in point-'The Blood and Soil of the First Birth of Gods and Demons'!]
[Sign-in reward preview:
Forced breakthrough--Soul Power Level goes straight to level 20! Perfectly adapted to Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul!
Second Soul Ring--Beyond the limit (1000 years)! Soul Skill--[Hammer of Destruction](Single body absolutely breaks defense!)
Asura Blood Sea Illusion (temporary) strengthening - the range of mental shock is expanded by 300%! Comes with a mild Soul Tear effect!
Special state (probabilistic)--Combat Epiphany!]
[Warning: The opponent has 'Ring Fusion Combination Skill--Unknown Name' that exceeds the current level system and contains fragments of the power of rules! The system will fully analyze it, but there is a risk of 'rule conflict' or 'energy backlash'! Please be careful with the host!]
Ling Feng's eyelids.
When the words "Fragments of the Power of Rules" came into my mind.
Unobtrusively.
It jumped a bit.
Still closing his eyes.
But he put his right index finger on his knee.
But in an extremely subtle way.
On expensive carpets.
It moved a bit.
An almost invisible burn mark quietly appeared.
A twisted symbol is vaguely outlined.
Like a handful...
Hammered by bloodline Entanglement!
"Fragments of rules..."
Silent thoughts echo in the sea of consciousness.
"No wonder you have the guts to shout..."
"What a pity..."
"This fragment..."
"Too shabby, too small."
"Feed my hammer..."
"... It's not loud enough."
He slowly opened his eyes.
The depths of those dark pupils.
The scarlet flame flashed away!
More condensed than before! Sharper!
Like a peerless vicious blade tempered with blood!
Reflecting the noisy city outside the window.
It also reflects the sky above Soul Fighting Arena opposite,
That was just after a crushing victory!
The huge soul guide light curtain rises slowly!
The scarlet font is ferocious and twisted--
Imperial Fighting Team VS Clear Sky Team (winner)
The final!
Below is a close-up of seven people from Imperial Fighting Team!
Yu Tianheng stands with arms folded! Thunder Entanglement! Like an angry dragon god!
Shi Mo Shi Mo Side by side like mountains! The tortoise shells are flowing with metallic luster! Indestructible!
Dugu Yan Poisonous mist fills the air! Green snake eyes lock onto the camera! With hysterical provocation and a trace of imperceptible fear!
There are also Osler shadows hunched and sneaking like a cheetah! Yu Feng poisonous feathers spinning at the fingertips! Ye Lingling Nine Heart Begonia petals falling quietly!
Finally, it's Qian Renxue!
Although it's just a blurry silhouette standing behind the crystal wall of the box!
But that aloofness that looks down upon the world!
That cold demeanor like an empress in charge of life and death!
Showed through the light curtain!
It made countless viewers hold their breath subconsciously!
Imperial Fighting Team!
Invincible!
Unshakable!
This is the consensus of Suotuo City! and even the younger generation Soul Master of most of the empire!
Under the light curtain.
The crowd seemed to be pumped!
Roar! Roar! The sound of "Crush Clear Sky" almost breaks through the sky!
And at the very corner of the light curtain.
An inconspicuous location.
Posted with an extremely blurry snapshot--
That was the appearance of Clear Sky Team in the last game!
The moment when that silver-white mask fell down was frozen!
There is only an afterimage!
Darkness!
And Edge of Darkness!
A startling glimpse,
A pair of bottomless,
With a hint of scarlet...
Black eyes!
It's like Abyss is staring!
Ling Feng's gaze.
Indifferently scanning the arrogant posture of Imperial Fighting Team on the light screen.
Sweep the silhouette of Qian Renxue.
Eventually.
A scarlet light falling in the frozen darkness.
corner of mouth.
Slowly lifting up an extremely subtle,
But it was so cold that the temperature of the entire room plummeted!
"Nutrition..."
"It's better to be arrogant."
"When you crush it like this..."
"Howls of despair..."
"... can make it more pleasant to listen to."
He stood up slowly.
Facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Facing the entire Suotuo City bright galaxy.
Also facing the huge Soul Fighting Arena.
Soul Power!
Being compressed to the extreme within the body!
Let out a silent roar!
Asura Blood Talisman!
Billions of rays of blood are swallowed up in the sea of consciousness!
Greedily absorbing the fighting spirit that permeates the city!
"Tomorrow..."
"Sign in..."
He softly uttered two words.
The figure is like a solid shadow in front of the huge glass.
Silent!
But it seems to carry the weight of the entire sky!
Press towards the brightly lit Soul Fighting Arena!
Pressing towards that noisy city!
Pressing against the arrogant feeling in everyone's heart...
Imperial Fighting Team myth!