The thunder dragon soared into the sky, the angry dragon groaned, turning into a cloud of purple lightning and bursting in the air, and in an instant, the heavenly punishment purple thunder covered the entire arena, as if this side of the world had turned into a purple thunder realm.

Thunder Light Hell Dragon Break, Thunder Dragon Fang Heavenly Halberd's martial spirit technique, although the Thunder Dragon Fang Heavenly Halberd is only a third-order weapon, but this martial spirit skill is quite powerful, the more spiritual power is injected, the stronger the power will be, as long as it does not exceed the upper limit of the halberd's bearing, it can continue to increase. In addition, what Ye Wentian injected was the Heavenly Punishment Purple Thunder, and the power of this martial spirit technique was no longer inferior to the fourth-order high-grade weapon.

It's too fast, it's happened too fast, and before the tens of millions of people in the audience came to their senses, the battle was already over!

Just a face, just one move, the victory and defeat have been divided, no, it should be life and death!

In the field, Gongsun Long knelt on the ground, the blood in the seven orifices was still gurgling out, but his miserable howl had stopped, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, his pupils had been dilated, and on his chest, there was a skull-sized penetrating wound, and purple electricity still remained around the scorched black wound.

With a pop, Gongsun Long rushed straight forward, splashing a circle of dust ripples, just like his fate at the moment.

"Kill you, one move is enough!" Ye Wentian slowly fell from the phantom of the purple lightning thunder dragon, landed on tiptoe, shook his halberd in a dashing manner, didn't look at Gongsun Long, turned around and walked out of the field.

The audience was silent for a long time before suddenly erupting in exclamations of mountains and tsunamis.

"Oh my God, what the hell happened, why did one of the Gongsun Dragons die?"

"Gongsun Long's Heavenly Finger Sword Golden Light was too strong just now, I didn't see it clearly at all, damn it, what happened?"

"There seems to be a faint silver light, which of you has seen it? Is it my hallucination?"

"I only saw a purple lightning thunder dragon passing through my chest, this power is too terrifying!"

"yes, it's terrifying, it's a second kill, it's a second kill!"

"Although it is a pseudo-supreme, Gongsun Long has been temporarily promoted to level ninety, and he has seven bloody snakes, how can he hang up in one face? This is simply incredible!"

"Ask Tianhou is too strong, don't forget, he didn't even use the Divine Martial Spirit. ”

"It's too strong, it's too strong, just now Gongsun Long was still talking wildly, and he was killed in one move, which is really embarrassing. ”

There was a lot of discussion for a while, and tens of millions of viewers almost made a noise.

Not to mention ordinary audiences, even the disciples of the Ten Sects were stupidly frightened, Ye Wentian's previous defeat of Ye Guiya's three people was already strong enough, but compared to this one, it was really a small thing, and this one was the real shock.

"This can't be!" Gongsun Wuji's eyes were about to split, Gongsun Long was his direct bloodline, it was because of his order that Gongsun Long surrendered himself to the competition, in order to block Ye Wentian, but the result was a move in seconds, how could he accept this?

"Something is wrong, this is absolutely wrong, no matter how strong Ye Wentian is, it is impossible to kill Gongsun Long in one move!"

Lei Zhan squinted his eyes and said: "I vaguely saw a silver light, no, it should be a silver lightning, it was only after being struck by this silver lightning that Gongsun Long suddenly knelt on the ground, giving Ye Wentian a chance to take advantage of." ”

"Could it be a soul attack?" King Pingding was shocked, soul attack is an ability that even the Supreme cannot master, and any method of soul attack is much more precious than spiritual skills.

"Gongsun Long itself is at the Spirit Emperor level, unless Ye Wentian's soul power is stronger, it is impossible to cause this suppressive effect!" Lei Zhan pondered for a moment and said solemnly, "Let Lei Ming, Lei Shan, and Lei Lie pay attention, and be careful of Ye Wentian's eyes!"

"Big brother, what are you ......" King Pingding opened his mouth.

"Alas, as soon as Gongsun Long dies, no one can stop him, and the Ten Emperors List will see you again. Lei Zhan sighed.

In the area of the Soul Splitting Sect, Ye Tiannan stared at Ye Wentian's departing back, and said in a deep voice: "It's the power of the soul, it's the soul attack!"

"Soul attack, even the Supreme can't grasp it, how could the little evil seed use this method, not to mention that even if he could, how could he have such a strong soul power?" Ye Zhiqiu couldn't believe it.

"It seems that we don't know enough about the little evil seed, if what I expected, there must be a treasure in his soul sea that can condense the soul, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to have such a powerful soul power!" Ye Tiannan said in a deep voice.

"The supreme treasure of condensing the soul?" Ye Zhiqiu exclaimed in shock, and hurriedly covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "Sect Master, this kind of treasure is rarer than the emperor's tool!"

"That's right, it's rarer than the emperor's tool, and there haven't been a few pieces in the martial spirit world for tens of thousands of years, although I don't know what this treasure is in the private possession of the little evil seed, but as long as I get this treasure, I will be the best among the ten sect masters!" Ye Tiannan's eyes flashed with greed.

"I understand, if the little evil seed enters the Ten Emperors List, I will tear his head open with my own hands and dig out this treasure from the sea of souls!" Ye Zhiqiu clenched his fists fiercely and looked at Ye Wentian's eyes with murderous intent.

In the field, King Wu was also stunned for a long time before he reacted, he originally thought that this was a fierce and protracted battle, who expected it to end faster than any of the previous ones.

Due to the angle relationship, he clearly captured the scene where the soul lightning burst out, and with his experience, he could conclude that it was the soul power, but he didn't understand why Ye Wentian's soul power was so strong, so strong that even the Spirit Emperor powerhouse couldn't bear it.

"This round, Ye Wen Tiansheng!" Shaking his head, the Martial King announced the result loudly, and above the light curtain, Gongsun Long's name was dim and shattered, and the strongest of the ten spiritual saint elites were eliminated.

In the preparation area, Ye Wentian returned to his seat, Teresa hurriedly held his hand, as the person who knew Ye Wentian best, she could feel that Ye Wentian's breath was a little unstable.

"Are you alright?" asked Teresa with concern.

Kacha originally wanted to give him a hug, but when he heard Teresa's question, he became nervous, and after a closer look, he found that there were obviously many bloodshots in Ye Wentian's eyes: "Dead guy, sit down!"

Ye Wentian sat down, held Teresa and Kacha's slender hands, smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just that the soul power is a little unstable, the soul lightning just now, the consumption is a bit large, but there is a soul suppression card, just slow down." ”

"You're working so hard!" Teresa said with disgust.

Ye Wentian smiled helplessly: "I can't help it, who made him so rampant?" In order to achieve the shocking consumption of one hit, the soul attack is undoubtedly the fastest, this time I want to see, who dares to challenge me!"

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, aren't you? Lie down and rest, the soul power consumed wants to recover, but it's not so simple. "Teresa knows very well that a soul attack injures one thousand enemies and eight hundred, and the slightest carelessness will cause the soul to collapse, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

Ye Wentian lay on Teresa's lap, feeling the softness and elasticity, closed his eyes and fell asleep, he was sure that no one would dare to challenge him in the future.

This kind of behavior of sleeping on the spot is undoubtedly a kind of contempt, but the only remaining contestants of the five sects can't say a word, dare to challenge?