The swordsman who started as Douluo

When the last drop of the solution was inhaled, the entire sword became riotous, and the whole place was filled with a vicious aura, and the violent aura soared into the sky.

"This is……"

On the high seat of the enshrinement hall, Qiandao Liu sensed the aura and slowly opened his eyes.

"A pseudo-god-level martial spirit? Haha...it's interesting!"

Long Tianquan's sword power was also increasing steadily. This was the first time he used fusion in battle. Powerful power filled his body, as if he could collapse mountains and destroy cities with just one punch!

Everyone in the audience was shocked. They never thought that there was a martial spirit that could be fused in this world, and with such power, just one look at it made them lose the courage to compete with it.

Long Tianquan tore off his tattered clothes, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

"Let's fight!" He laughed excitedly, his voice full of excitement and a hint of madness!

The seven people in the Wuhun Palace looked at each other and suddenly charged towards Long Tianquan.

"Hahaha……"

Long Tianquan laughed and disappeared instantly.

"Listen to my brother's advice and change your name to Hell Collar Pig!"

His moment appeared behind Yan, like a whisper from hell.

"Psychic shock!"

An invisible force rushed behind Yan. Long Tianquan had already expected it, and stepped in front of Yan. He kicked Yan and used the force to move back.

"what!"

Mental power is the weakness of all agility and power attack type soul masters. Although it is not used in normal battles, it is very important if you encounter a rare spiritual attribute soul master!

Yan Ke did not have the deep mental power of Long Tianquan. After being hit, he hugged his head and fell to the ground in pain, gritting his teeth tightly.

"Hahaha... Why do you think I was beaten for so long? I have already figured out your attack methods!"

Long Tianquan laughed and rushed towards Yan quickly.

"The third soul skill, protect the holy light!"

"My target is you, baby!"

Long Tianquan's figure forcibly changed its trajectory in the air, chopped off the golden scepter with one sword, and knocked him away fiercely!

"what?"

The other six people were shocked. Their figures moved more or less towards Yan. They did not expect that Long Tianquan's target would be the auxiliary soul master!

"It's the wind. He relies on the wind to forcefully change the trajectory!"

Luo Xuan shouted loudly, the pressure on everyone doubled, do we still need to be on guard against this? How to prevent this!

"As expected of an eagle, his sense of wind is really keen, but it's useless!"

Long Tianquan disappeared again, and Luo Xuan immediately shouted: "His target is Yan!"

"Nana, can you activate it again?"

"It's still... still possible!"

"Psychic shock!"

"Hahaha~"

Long Tianquan's figure reversed forcefully again and slashed at Song Mingde with his sword.

Long Tianquan used the tactics of surrounding corpses to the extreme, so when people thought they were doing something, he became more uneasy about playing tricks.

Damn it, how come this guy's control over the wind attribute has increased so much!

Hu Liena only felt a headache. Her mental strength was almost at its bottom. If it continued like this, she might not even be able to maintain the fusion of martial arts!

After eliminating the auxiliary soul master and the control soul master, Long Tianquan suddenly stopped his original attack method.

He walked towards the other five people step by step and said with a smile: "Now, no one can hinder our fight."

Yan shook his head and stood up with difficulty.

"Can you still fight?"

"no problem!"

Seeing this, Long Tianquan smiled and said: "You five, come together, I really want to have another hearty battle!"

"on!"

The five of them had no restraints and all let go of their hands and feet, attacking Long Tianquan with all kinds of soul skills!

"The third soul skill, Golden Eagle Wing Slash!"

Long Tianquan greeted the second superior directly, "The fourth soul skill, Zhu Xie!"

In an instant, the monstrous lightning struck the golden eagle with the sword, killing it instantly. The sword energy carried the black and purple thunder, and easily flew him away, instantly losing his combat effectiveness.

"Full Moon Slash!"

"The human sword merges into one, killing gods with one sword!"

The third soul skill, coupled with the God-Slaying Sword, directly knocked the monster's huge body away, and the figure was lifted in the air!

"Hahahaha... come again, come again!"

"You die for me."

Yan shouted loudly, jumped up with all his strength, and said: "The fifth soul skill, Flying Sand Kuang Yan!"

"The fourth soul skill, Golden Toad Flying Seal!"

"Hahahaha, it's great, it's so great!" Long Tianquan's laughter resounded throughout the audience.

The red soul ring flickered, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sharp sword wind swept across the entire place.

"The fifth soul skill, Heaven Sealing Sword Formation!"

The flying swords all over the sky were flashing with cold murderous intent, like surging water, strangling the other five people from Wuhun Hall on the field!

Seeing that something was wrong, Yang Feng immediately raised his protective shield and shouted loudly: "Long Tianquan... stop it!"

However, Long Tianquan obviously couldn't hear his voice. He stared at the five people with cold eyes and a dark smile on his lips.

Hu Liena looked at the overwhelming sword blades with mixed feelings in her heart.

Am I going to... die? I didn't expect to die in his hands, so it's not too...too embarrassing, right?

"The seventh soul skill, the seven-kill real body!"

A figure instantly appeared on the competition stage. The huge Seven Kills Sword stood in front of the five people, steadily resisting the attack of the sword array.

"Long Tianquan!" Chen Xin shouted, and Long Tianquan suddenly woke up.

"Sealing the Heaven Sword Formation, close it!"

Long Tianquan reduced his soul power output and stopped completely when the last sword was shattered on Qishaozhen!

He exhaled and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Damn it! Why did I lose my ideals just now? This thing is too scary. My current mental strength is not enough to support me to control it. I'd better use it less in the future!

Ning Fengzhi stood up and said: "His Majesty the Pope, this game should be over!"

The five people from Xie Yue looked at Bibi Dong for the rest of their lives. They didn't want to fight with such a devil again. This would really kill people!

Everyone in the audience let out a long breath. It was like the end of the world just now, the sky was completely dark, and the wind in the ears hurt.

Bibi Dong glanced at Long Tianquan, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"This game is over, Tiandou Team 2 wins!"

With so many people watching, Bibi Dong could only declare Long Tianquan the winner.

Upon hearing the announcement, Team Tiandou immediately cheered, "We won... We won! Long live the boss!"

Long Tianquan took a breath, then forced a smile and waved to them. He secretly thought to himself: I almost died just now. If something happens to the Wuhundian team, I will really be unable to fly!

"Team Tianshui forfeited the next day's game!"

Long Tianquan turned his head and looked over. Shui Bing'er stood in the audience and said.

The people from Tiandou Team 2 were stunned for a while, and then they burst into even louder shouts!

"Ahhhh!!!"

"we are the champion……!"

"we are the champion……!"