Douluo: I Am Feng Xiaotian

At least it can make this fighting spirit recruit countless relatives and delay indefinitely.

Among the more than one hundred people, there were very few soul sect masters, and the eliminated soul masters were basically made by Feng Xiaotian. He eliminated seven soul sect masters in total.

The highest is forty-six, and the lowest is forty-one.

Eleven people assembled and began to draw lots.

In order to distinguish the battles between the two sides, Yang Wuying's fighting spirit and recruiting relatives is called the first group, and Han Shiyu's fighting soul and recruiting relatives is called the second group.

Feng Xiaotian started the first round of lottery, just as Feng Xiaotian thought, that Feng Yi of the Fengjian Sect took a bye, and Feng Xiaotian was drawn a thirty-ninth-level soul master.

In the second group, Feng Xiaotian also drew one person, a soul sect of level [-], and Feng Ping drew the one with the lowest soul power among the eleven people, with only level [-] soul power. Four out of the five are at level [-], and one of them is at level [-].

It was also because of these few soul fights that he made a breakthrough.

In fact, Feng Xiaotian has always faced opponents of the same level, whether it is soul power or soul fighting experience, he has improved a lot.

In the first round of the first group, there were only two soul fights. The first match was a level [-] match against another level [-] master.

In the end, what he didn't expect was that the person at the [-]th level won the soul fight easily, without any suspense at all, so Feng Xiaotian was a little surprised.

Could this person be the hidden boss that Huo Ming said?

When it was Feng Xiaotian's turn to play, his opponent gave up directly. At this time, giving up is rare. After all, after two days of fighting, he gave up at the final stage.

The opponent didn't care too much, saying that he knew that he would definitely not be able to win the final soul fight, and he couldn't beat Feng Xiaotian at all.

After all, the silver-faced Sirius has eliminated all seven soul sects in the past few days, so he, a level [-] soul master, naturally knows the gap between himself and Feng Xiaotian.

In the first round of the first group, the two battles ended like this, and it was over in less than two minutes.The audience couldn't get enough of it.

But fortunately there is still a second round of soul fighting, there are three battles, Feng Xiaotian will be the first one.

Same as the previous match, the opponent also conceded defeat.

In the second round, the battle between the two [-]th-level soul masters was also very exciting, with equal strength. In the end, both sides suffered losses. It is not known whether they can participate in the subsequent battles. After all, there is only three hours before the next soul fight.

The last match was Feng Ping's battle against a thirty-eight-level soul master named Huang Long.

After the two came to the stage, Feng Ping remembered that the silver-faced Sirius had made his opponent admit defeat twice in a row. Looking at the opponent who was only level [-] in front of him, he said with a look of disdain: "Admit defeat, and avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

"How do you know if you don't have a fight? Come on." Huang Long said blankly.

"Boy, court death." Feng Ping's eyes showed a fierce look, a boy of the Soul Master didn't give him the honor of the Soul Sect.

Now that he has absorbed the soul bone, he has been promoted to another level, and his soul power has reached the forty-third level, and a kid at the thirty-eighth level does not give him face.

"You will regret it." Feng Ping said.

The host also saw the [-]th-level Huang Long, and shook his head, thinking that this kid still didn't admit defeat, it seemed that this match was a bit bloody.

"Two prepare, release their martial spirits, count down to three, and start automatically"

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Release the martial soul, only to hear a sound like a dragon's roar, Huanglong's martial soul turned out to be a golden dragon.

Flood dragons are only second to the existence of dragons. Generally speaking, most of the dragons are high-level martial souls, and they can't reach the top level. Huanglong, the golden dragon, is no weaker than ordinary top-level beast souls.

Could this be the hidden soul king that Huo Ming mentioned?It is already obvious at this moment, and looking at this martial soul, this person is probably a master of the soul king level.

Chapter 162: Spirit Hall Comes Again

Feng Ping glanced at Huanglong's martial spirit, and said: "The [-]th-level Jiaolong is not weaker than the top martial spirit, no wonder it can reach this step. I say it again, admit defeat, and avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

"The people of the Wind Sword Sect talk a lot of nonsense. If you want to fight, you can fight, or you will admit defeat." Huang Long said without changing his expression.

"you?"

Feng Ping seemed a little annoyed, he took out a flying sword in his hand, three soul rings on his body lit up, and the next moment, the flying sword flew into the air.

Flying sword martial soul, most of the soul skills are mainly based on flying sword attacks, and the flying swords of Feng Jianzong are all wind attributes, so his sharpness is far greater than other sword martial souls.

This is the capital of Fengjianzong, and Feijian's attack is very powerful.

Then the flying sword kept attacking Huanglong under Fengping's attack. This Huanglong was not ordinary, but Fengping's sword was faster.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the three soul rings lit up, and he actually started to transform into a dragon, his entire arm was covered with dragon scales.

Under the attack of Feng Ping's flying sword, Huanglong couldn't be hurt at all, the flying sword made a crisp sound as if hitting on iron.

Feng Ping saw that his third soul skill could not break through Huanglong's defense under the advantage of his soul power.

With a cold snort, Feng Ping's four soul rings lit up.

The flying sword gradually became bigger. If it was a flying sword with a length of one meter and a width of ten centimeters before, it has now become a flying sword with a length of three meters and a width of thirty centimeters.

Although the body of the sword has become larger, the speed has not decreased at all, and it has the meaning of increasing.

Huang Long didn't dare to push it too far, knowing that with his current strength, he couldn't resist the opponent's fourth spirit ability. After all, the spirit of the Wind Sword Sect was not a low-level spirit.

The next moment, Huang Long's aura suddenly changed. It seemed that he had changed into a different person. Five soul rings appeared on his body.

"Soul King?" Feng Yuzi said first, the other party is really a soul king.

"It seems that I used a special method to hide my soul ring." Han Donglai said, the sudden appearance of a soul king-level master suddenly changed the situation of fighting souls and recruiting relatives.