Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 155 Turn the tide
The Clear Sky Hammer and the Moon Blade collided brazenly, and the arena cracked open again, with rubble splattering everywhere.

Tang San's figure flew backwards. His overall strength was still too weak. After all, external force was not as good as Xie Yue's two soul fusion skills. It was like a child playing with a big knife. Even if he could handle it, he couldn't use it well at all.

In particular, Tang San was sharpening his spear before the battle, and was unable to skillfully use Haotian's body in just a few days.

Ma Hongjun spread his wings and caught Tang San. He immediately felt a huge push pushing him to fly outside the ring. He was so frightened that he used the Phoenix Wings Sky Soaring Soul Skill, flapped his wings vigorously, and stopped on the ring after losing his strength. above.

"How can you fight with such strength!"

He put Tang San down, because Ma Hongjun was covered in soft flesh, and Tang San was not injured, but his hands were stained red with blood, and they were trembling due to the loss of strength.

"Tang San, eat two big recovery sausages quickly."

Oscar reminded.

Tang San nodded, took out the sausage that Oscar had given him before, and finally ate it with his mouth. As the soul skill took effect, his face became rosy and his hands gradually stopped shaking.

"Can we still continue to fight?"

Dai Mubai was a little worried.

Tang San nodded, "No problem, but I'm afraid the seven-bit fusion skill won't be usable. The pressure is too great, and if used, there will be a slight gap in power compared to the opposite spirit fusion skill."

Several people's expressions darkened. In this case, are they going to admit defeat just one step away from the championship?

Zhu Zhuqing folded her hands on her chest and was silent. She noticed Dai Mubai's hidden gaze and struggled in her heart. Thinking of the efforts of her teammates, she didn't want to see her friends return disappointed.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action. The opponent is already at the end of its battle, so let me send it off to the last leg. You are responsible for dealing with the others."

Zhou Bo stepped forward, and the essence, energy, and spirit were initially integrated, improving his basic attributes. The rune field did not improve his combat effectiveness, but it also gave him more powerful talents. Otherwise, why would he be allowed to ascend to the throne of God.

During the battle in Xie Yue, Zhou Bo realized the essence of Demacian spearmanship, the indomitable momentum, the infinite fighting spirit to fight in the world, and even comprehended a trace amount of magical energy from other worlds, which was integrated into the body and enhanced the physical strength.

Tang San had a puzzled look on his face. Looking at it with his purple devil eyes, he could see that the aura of the demon was strong. It was certainly much weaker than at the beginning, but it was definitely not the end of a powerful crossbow.

However, he believed that Zhou Bo would not talk nonsense, and looked at Zhou Bo in surprise as he walked ten meters closer to the demon.

The demon tilted her head. This was Hu Liena's consciousness. She was wondering why Tang San hadn't come over.

"Sister, just leave him to me."

Xie Yue could still vaguely feel the pain after being pierced in the abdomen. She completely controlled the demon, released the red mist, and slowly approached Zhou Bo, giving him mental pressure.

Zhou Bo tilted his head at the demon, as if he was looking at a fool. He ate the stimulating pink sausage. In a short time, he was not afraid of the ability of the red mist field to suppress the senses. The eight spider spears came out from behind and swung in the air together. A natural flavor.

People and guns are one.

After being mentored by Sword Douluo for nearly two years, Zhou Bo finally understood the secret of communicating with heaven and earth and mastered the integration of man and gun.

The integration of man and gun is not only a self-created soul skill, but also a skill to communicate between heaven and earth.

A whirlwind formed around Zhou Bo, and the vitality energy between heaven and earth slowly revived, passing through the Eight Spider Spears, and connected with Zhou Bo. "Is this Sword Douluo's man-sword fusion?"

Bibi Dong looked thoughtfully at Sword Douluo on her left.

In the Wuhun Hall, Sword Douluo did not hide his figure and sat next to Ning Fengzhi. This was not only to protect Ning Fengzhi, but also to reassure the Wuhun Hall that he had no evil intentions.

Sensing Bibi Dong's gaze, Sword Douluo, who was silent in front of outsiders, hesitated for a moment and said, "It's my man-sword fusion. I didn't expect that Zhou Bo could draw parallels in less than two years, which made the result of the competition even more confusing. "

Bibi Dong nodded, not caring much in her heart. Sword Douluo was considered a powerful Titled Douluo by the outside world. In her opinion, it was just a matter that could be solved with a few moves. Zhou Bo's talent was not weaker than Hu Liena and the others, but his martial spirit It limits his upper limit, and learning marksmanship is useless.

Find an opportunity to let the ghost take a trip.

At this time, the demon on the ring moved, and used the self-created soul skill Full Moon in his hand. The bright sword light came to Zhou Bo in an instant, and the sharp moon blade made Zhou Bo's skin ache.

The powerful pressure was worthy of its name as a monster. Zhou Bo concentrated on it, and the Eight Spider Spears seemed to turn into his arms, making different movements in an instant.
Either end, entangle, kill, collapse, chop, press, pick, pierce, lift, thread, drag, frame, or dance. It's so dazzling that one can't tell which one is a feint. , which is the real offensive again.

Youmei kept moving, and Yuanyue used it continuously, parrying and blocking three or four attacks. Youmei's strange body structure is just suitable for the moon blade to exert its power. It can always launch attacks from various weird angles, and it can actually block eight attacks. Attack simultaneously with spider spears.

Both Xie Yue and Zhou Bo are familiar with this kind of stalemate, but Xie Yue's anger and Zhou Bo's strength at this time have far exceeded the strength he showed in the fight just now, indicating that they just fought Zhongzhou Bo was letting off steam, which was simply an insult to Xie Yue.

In vain, he considered Zhou Bo to be a respectable opponent, how dare he underestimate him like this!
"Little sister!"

Xie Yue whispered in her heart, and Hu Liena understood it. Based on the martial soul fusion skills and the self-created soul skill Full Moon, the two created a self-created soul skill unique to the demon.

The enchanting figure spun, but this time the pace became erratic, and the full moon merged with Hu Liena's charm ability, combining the two.

"Use images to confuse people's minds, use forms to hide true meaning."

Moon kill!

The pink light on Zhou Bo's body shattered inch by inch, and layers of illusions appeared in his eyes. The light of the moon blade shrouded Zhou Bo's body everywhere, and there was a thread between life and death.

The faint sense of crisis made Zhou Bo's energy and blood spurt, and the sweat on his head was steaming. The Eight Spider Spear gradually turned into blood, and the cracks that appeared when it collided with the moon blade were quickly repaired, and it seemed to be alive, like an eight-armed Shura holding a spear and showing off its edge.

The pure spear intention condenses the spirit, the powerful fighting intention rushes into the illusion, and the real enchanting figure is found in the illusory and strange hallucinations.

The Eight Spider Spears hit one hundred and twenty-eight times in a row!
kill!kill!kill!

Anger and murderous intent are the emotions most suitable for purifying fighting spirit. Zhou Bo's eyes were red, and he poured all his energy and blood into the Eight Spider Spears, and used the strongest move at the moment.

The wind screamed, wanting to be pierced by a spider spear.

The demon's eyes moved back and forth, unable to distinguish where the attack from the Eight Spider Spears came from. She only felt that she was surrounded by red spears, trapped in the formation, and had no way to escape.

The sound of the clash of gold and silver swords kept ringing out, and in the red mist, the Eight Spider Spears kept stabbing the demon, leaving eight small but bone-deep wounds, and the blood flowed like a steady stream.

(End of this chapter)