Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, for various reasons, and some people's changes, the compatibility of martial souls is as high as 100%, and even the two of them think that it is not impossible to have more martial soul fusion skills. Dust, Margin, Literature, × Studies↑.com

And today's Yiren Tears is the martial soul fusion technique dominated by the Goddess of Light Butterfly and has the strongest characteristics of the Spirit Eye Martial Soul.

The tall, flawless woman stared at Yang Yu and raised her right hand slightly.

"Come on. ”

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, not only did his figure not retreat, but sped up, directly swept towards this figure, above the Nine Cang Demon Armor, the thunder boiled.

"Light of the Heart!"

In the hands of the goddess, the blue light condensed together, and after a while, it turned into a blue light, which directly hit out and swept towards Yang Yu.

"Broken!"

Yang Yu stepped forward, his right fist blasted out directly, and countless Nine Cang Demon Thunder converged, and slammed into this blue pillar of light.

"Boom!" In an instant, on the entire Fighting Soul Platform, blue light and Nine Firmament Demon Thunder filled the air, turning into a chaotic place.

And Yang Yu's body moved forward steadily, and the blue pillar of light was directly destroyed by Yang Yu's punch.

"......" Yiren looked at Yang Yu who rushed not far from him with tears in his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, and his right hand slapped out again, and wisps of blue light converged on it.

This time, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao recovered all their soul power and used two sausages that could increase their full attributes by 100%, so the strength of this Yiren Tears was really much stronger than the Golden Road.

"Thunder Emperor Fist!"

Yang Yu stared at Yiren with tears, and directly punched out, and the Nine Cang Demon Thunder was raging wildly.

"Boom!"

Yiren's right hand slapped out with tears and hit Yang Yu's Thunder Emperor Fist, and between the two, there was once again an earth-shattering energy swept around.

It's just that Yang Yu stood with all his might, and there was no battle hidden at all, even if Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong used the martial soul fusion technique, they still fell into disadvantage.

Because, the Yiren who was swinging in the blue long skirt flew out with a tearful body, if it weren't for a pair of pure blue butterfly wings behind him, I am afraid that he would have fallen out of the fighting spirit platform.

Around the Fighting Spirit Stage, the students watching the battle were full of shock, because Yang Yu's strength was a little strong and they couldn't react.

After all, the moment Yiren's tears appeared, they were impressed by this goddess, so they already thought that Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong would win.

However, now that they saw their goddess being instantly repelled and falling below, their hearts were both worried and full of incredulity.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique, you can't eat enough, you yourself are not strong enough!"

Yang Yu stared at Yiren and opened his mouth with tears, he was a thirty-seventh-level soul venerable, and moreover, the soul ring configuration was purple and purple, and he was fearless.

"......" Yiren in the air burst into tears when he heard Yang Yu's words, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and a trace of unhappiness rose in his eyes like jewels.

"If you don't accept it, you have to accept it!"

Yang Yu looked at Yiren and burst into tears, and in his hand, the Nine Cang Demon Thunder condensed again, and a thunder bow appeared in Yang Yu's hand.

Nine cangs and one hundred soldiers, nine cangs thunder bow!

"Be careful, if you are shot by me, you and Huo Yuhao will inevitably be seriously injured. ”

Yang Yu raised his hand directly, and the thunder on the Nine Cang Demon Armor shone, and the Nine Cang Thunder Bow in Yang Yu's hands was pulled by Yang Yu with a full string, and a thunderous condensed bow and arrow was placed on it, aiming at Yiren with tears.

"You're going too far, shoot me with a bow, what do you think I'm about?"

Yiren finally opened his mouth with tears, and his voice was like a lark, tactful and crisp.

"Zheng!"

However, with the sound of an arrow disengaged, the thunderous arrow shot in front of Yiren's tears in an instant.

"Humph!"

Anger appeared on Yiren's face with tears, and his body moved sideways, dodging the arrow.

However, although the arrow did not hurt her, it tore one sleeve of her long blue dress, revealing the skin as white as mutton fat.

"Come again!" He had already drawn his bow and arrows, and once again pulled the Nine Thunder Bow to a full string.

"Yuhao, it's a meeting gift for you, I'm here to wish you a hand. ”

The Yi Lao in Huo Yuhao's mind could sense that Yang Yu was stronger than Yiren's tearful breath, and among his black shadows, a wisp was separated and submerged into Yiren's tearful body.

"This ......"

Yiren had just avoided Yang Yu's second arrow, and in the next second, she felt a terrifying energy gushing out of her body, and the breath of Yiren's tears began to rise almost instantly.

"Huh?"

Yang Yu frowned, the Nine Canglei Bow that had just been opened dispersed directly, and his face looked at Yiren with a solemn face.

"This power, I am now, even compared to the Soul Emperor who has just broken through, is not weak at all. ”

Yiren's tears were dominated by Wang Dong, and after receiving all the energy of Yi Lao, his blue eyes were full of shock.

"The only one who can do this is the necromancer, Ilao. Yang Yu frowned slightly, and looked at Yiren with full attention.

"Light of the Heart!"

After Yiren came back to his senses with tears, he looked directly at Yang Yu, a smile rose in his eyes, and in his right hand, a pillar of blue light swept out.

"Thunder Emperor Fist!" Yang Yu's face was solemn, and he condensed his fist mark again, and slammed into the blue pillar of light.

"Bang!"

However, this time, the blue pillar of light directly flooded Yang Yu, impacting the entire ground of the Fighting Spirit Platform into powder.

There was an instant silence around "......", and I watched this scene incredibly.

"Strong, very strong, I'm afraid there is a power that is infinitely close to the Soul Emperor!"

However, as soon as the blue pillar of light dispersed, in that big hole, Yang Yu, who had broken demon armor, stood up, looked at Yiren with tears in his eyes, and sighed with emotion, the strength of the demigod-level Yi Lao is indeed far superior to anyone in the Douluo Continent.

"Can you still stand up?" Yiren's tearful eyes filled with shock, although Yang Yu was covered in blood, he was still tall.

"Then I can only come up with my means of pressing the bottom of the box!"

Yang Yu looked at Yiren with tears, raised his hands, above his right hand, the Nine Cang Demon Thunder was swirling, and above his left hand, a small halberd floated quietly.

"Twin Martial Spirits?"

In an instant, the entire Fighting Spirit Stage, as well as the people around it, stood up, their eyes full of disbelief.

Wang Dong is a twin martial spirit, they can still accept it, at most they will be shocked.

But Yang Yu himself is so demonic, and now, he has become a twin martial spirit, which makes them how can they treat it calmly.

"Self-martial soul fusion!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and the hands of some two martial spirits slapped together.

"Sneer......"

A few seconds later, wisps of pitch-black thunder floated out of Yang Yu's closed hands, covering Yang Yu's body.

It's just that it didn't condense into any armor, but wiped out Yang Yu's upper body, and lines of thunder began to engrave on Yang Yu's body, turning into a mysterious divine pattern.

When Yang Yu's hands were separated, the Nine Cang Demon Thunder and the Nine Extremes Shantideva halberd both disappeared, and above Yang Yu's body, the mysterious divine pattern began to glow, making Yang Yu like a god.

In particular, the chaotic eyes that turned into infinite pitch-black thunder were like divine pupils, which could evolve into the chaotic thunder sea and open up the world.

"Self-martial soul fusion technique. ”

Yang Yu raised his head, his chaotic thunder eyes looked at Yiren with tears, and his figure completely changed his mouth, with a momentum of the imperial road.

"The peerless lone shadow, the Nine Thunder Emperor!"

The divine pattern on Yang Yu's body suddenly erupted into a dazzling divine pattern, and then, behind Yang Yu's body, a pitch-black thunder throne condensed, suspended behind Yang Yu.

And Yang Yu stood there, his divine pattern shining, like a god king of the world, a peerless thunder emperor.

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