Nine Suns Soulless

Chapter 142
call……

The wind of the fist is powerful, and the strength is concussive.

Motian's fist didn't have any fluctuations in soul power, but how amazing is the powerful power exerted by the Nine Suns Hegemony?

Lun Wen's eyes shrank suddenly, and at the same time he quickly retreated, he even controlled the two silver tentacles to block them quickly.

Motian, on the other hand, took eighteen steps towards Yufeng, and at the same time he followed him like a shadow, and at the same time, he punched out fiercely.

In the nick of time, Lunwen's two silver tentacles finally arrived and intersected between him and Motian.

And Motian's fist also hit it violently.

boom! !

Terrifying power, shaking away.

Even with the two silver tentacles blocking him, Lunwen was sent flying backwards.

And at this moment, Mo Tian opened his left and right hands, each grabbed a silver tentacle, and pulled it back suddenly.

call……

Lunwen was thrown flying.

"Let me go!"

Lun Wu let out a loud roar, holding the Gale Blade martial soul with condensed soul power in his hand, and slashed towards Mo Tian's back.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Zhuo Renjun's figure flashed over, and the Xuefeng long sword in his hand slashed out.

clang!
The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and sparks flew out.

Lun Wu was immediately blocked by Zhuo Renjun.

"Brother!" Lun Wu shouted.

Just as his voice sounded, Mo Tian slammed it down, and Lun Wen was thrown hard onto the ring like an iron ball tied by a chain.

boom! !

Dust was everywhere, and after Lunwen's body hit the ground, it bounced up more than ten feet high, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

But the arena was not damaged at all.

With the help of this elastic force, although the corners of Lunwen's mouth were bleeding and blood was surging in his chest, his eyes were very clear, and he quickly controlled the other ordinary tentacles to shoot towards Motian.

shhhhhh...

shhhhhh...

Dozens of tentacles, like dozens of sharp spears thrown out, pierced the void.

Mo Tian hurriedly mobilized his soul power.

At this moment, as soon as his soul power appeared, Lunwen's two silver tentacles snapped violently, breaking free from Motian's control.

Motian didn't have time to care about other things, and at the same time as he unfolded the eighteen steps of Yufeng, his left and right hands popped out in succession.

bang bang bang...

bang bang bang...

Those dozens of ordinary tentacles were bounced and exploded in an instant.

Although Lunwen temporarily escaped the catastrophe, Motian had already understood his weakness, and Motian attacked more and more violently.

But with Zhuo Renjun's help, the two brothers Lunwen and Lunwu are gradually at a disadvantage.

the other side.

Miao Weixi faced two disciples who were in the late stage of Jue Bian alone.

The cooperation between those two brothers is far inferior to that of Lunwen and Lunwu brothers. Even if they joined forces, they were suppressed and beaten by Miao Weixi.

But just as Miao Weixi was about to knock the two of them off the ring, a figure suddenly rushed out from the other direction and attacked Miao Weixi with lightning speed.

"Humph!"

Miao Weixi snorted suddenly, and two miniature flames suddenly rose from her beautiful eyes.

In an instant, the phantom of the Flame Queen's martial spirit swung out with one sleeve.

hot...

A flame swept out and directly bombarded the person who launched the sneak attack.

"what……"

With a scream, the man rolled directly on the ground.

And Miao Weixi didn't say anything, just rushed forward and kicked.

boom!
Immediately, the person kicked by her flew down the ring like a ball of fire.

A little further away.

Song Ren, who was swinging a heavy fist, suddenly flew out of the ring like a cannonball.

"What? Song... Brother Song has lost!"

"Hey, I didn't expect that Senior Brother Song Ren couldn't even make it into the top ten this year."

"Stupid, how did he get into a fight with Qu Baidi?"

"Pity……"

Song Ren became the first top ten star player to be knocked out of the ring. For a while, it attracted countless discussions among disciples.

Song Ren fell out of the ring, his face turned blue, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"puff……"

He didn't wipe it at all, but just stared closely at the short-haired young man on the ring, with an expression full of unwillingness.

"Damn it! Qu Baidi, how could his punch be heavier than mine?"

Song Ren couldn't believe it.

But at this moment, his right hand was still shaking.

The other three people who had been besieging Qu Baidi together with Song Ren saw that Song Ren had been punched out of the ring, and all of them fled towards the distance, not daring to continue besieging Qu Baidi.

And Qu Baidi just looked at those three people with contempt.

"Hmph! Useless trash."

With a cold snort, Qu Baidi swept his eyes away, and then strode towards the closest battle circle.

"Fuck! Qu Baidi is coming towards us, move quickly!"

In an instant, the six disciples who were fighting in the scuffle all dispersed immediately.

"I'll go! Brother Cheng Yannuo also lost!"

I don't know who yelled, and it immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

After all, Chengyannuo, that's No.6 on the galaxy list.

People glanced around, only to realize that Cheng Yan Nuo had been beaten and lying on the ring, and next to him, Mo Han held an epee in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, he groaned, and directly stepped on Cheng Yan Nuo's body.

boom!
Cheng Yannuo was kicked off the ring like a football in the blink of an eye.

Many people have held their breath.

Cheng Yannuo, who ranked sixth in the top ten of the Galaxy Ranking, and Song Ren, who ranked eighth, have already lost.

At this moment, there are at least 20 people on the stage.

On the other hand, Mu Feng and Bai Xiaofei's cooperation has become more and more tacit. Although it is not as close as the two brothers Lun Wen and Lun Wu, it is not comparable to the temporary team.

The two attacked from left to right, and in the blink of an eye, the three disciples who had been entangled with them for a while were knocked off the ring in an instant.

The cooperation between Liu Jun and Xiao Lin is even better than Mu Feng and Bai Xiaofei.

The swordsmanship of the two seems to be a combined soul skill, they help each other, the sword is like the wind, sharp and powerful.

Although their opponents also had three people, they were also forced to be clumsy.

On the other side, it seemed strangely calm.

The cold and arrogant Bu Shang folded his hands on his chest and cast a disdainful glance at the two disciples in front of him.

The two disciples stared at Bu Shang with frowning eyes, hesitating and hesitating.

"Hmph! You two trash, get out of here." Bu Shang said coldly.

"Bastard! Bu Shang is still so high-spirited and arrogant." One of them was furious.

"Hmph! So what if he is the third in the Galaxy Ranking? Together, the two of us may not lose to him." The other said in a deep voice, also very unhappy.

The two of them made eye contact, and immediately spread out towards the two sides, and rushed forward with the two teams in between.

Although the number of people on the ring was much smaller, the battle became more intense and more exciting.

The people under the arena also watched with excitement.

"Come on!"

"Brothers, come on..."

"Hit! Hit! Hit hard..."

(End of this chapter)