"Whoosh ~"

in the diffuse smoke and dust, a figure wrapped with green energy suddenly sprang out. After a back somersault, it landed steadily.

Tang San and their eyes are fixed on Ye Zhiqiu.

At this time, ye Zhiqiu looks a little embarrassed. The original clean Yushen robe is damaged in many places, and the dust is stained on it.

Simply, he just stood in place slightly panting, not injured, at least the appearance looks like this.

This makes Tang San and Ning Rongrong and others a sigh of relief.

"Ha ha ha, little boy, I really despise you." Zhao Wuji's laughter came from the smoke and dust.

After a while, Zhao Wuji's massive figure came out with the real body of the martial spirit. The golden cover of the Ming King's body was still bright, and it seemed that it was not damaged at all.

Look at the two people's appearance, is Zhao Wuji the upper hand?

It's not.

As a matter of fact, the first soul skill of Zhao Wuji was half split by Ye Zhiqiu in the fight just now. Only after he repaired it with his soul power in the smoke and dust, he came out and looked as if nothing had happened.

Don't think it's a simple thing to blow Zhao Wuji's first soul skill to half split. Ye Zhiqiu is carrying his five soul skills. He has all kinds of negative states. He can also break the strengthened version of the powerful Vajra palm, and then crack the immovable King Ming's body. His clothes are only slightly damaged, which is very adverse to the weather.

After all, there is still a big gap between the two. If ye Zhiqiu is at the same level as him, that move goes to the peacock. Zhao Wuji is 100% on the spot burping fart.

"Mr. Zhao, the real body of your martial spirit is also good, harder than the turtle shell." Ye Zhiqiu adjusted his breathing. The whole body's soul power slowly conceals, the green light diffuses in the body dissipates, and the eight door dunjia is closed by him.

His family knows his own business. If the eight doors continue to open, he may be seriously injured. For ye Zhiqiu, it's still very reluctant to open the six doors. What's more, he pushes the six gates to the extreme. He tries his best to hit the king gate skill - peacock. Ye Zhiqiu's body has already suffered some minor internal injuries.

From this battle, ye Zhiqiu can know that he can barely open six doors without injury, but he can't push to the extreme, otherwise there will be injuries.

This is probably not a small harvest.

Zhao Wuji saw Ye Zhiqiu's strange green light dissipated and his momentum suddenly dropped. I can't help grinning. Hey, can't you hold on? This ability to let their own strength soar will certainly not last long, and there will be negative effects.

And you, even more directly from the soul to be able to fight with the spirit saint, so the ability against the heaven, the negative effect must be stronger? It's inevitable to get some internal injuries, right?

Now the status of improving the strength is gone. With the injury, how can you fight with me? Zhao Wuji secretly proud, he is also a sigh of relief, this face, he still saved.

Zhao Wuji doesn't care about ye Zhiqiu's comparison with tortoise. Only the weak can say hi. This is also the performance of Ye Zhiqiu's exhaustion.

"How about it? Do you want to continue? " Zhao Wuji face with color, hands ring in the chest, a face relaxed way.

"Continue, of course." Ye Zhiqiu replied without thinking.

"Wait. A long time ago, ah Qiu, there is no need to fight. " Tang San reminds him that ye Zhiqiu looks like he is at the end of his tether. Tang San thinks he can't bear to lose.

Dai mubai also nodded, "this battle is meaningless, you have proved your strength to everyone. Wasn't the original goal to pass the examination? Now it's passed, stop... "

Ning Rongrong's little dance also came up with a voice to dissuade him. Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand to them first, with a smile, and said," don't worry, I'm ok, and I'm not trying to be strong. It's just that I met an exciting opponent and my hands itched. "

Words fall, ye Zhiqiu turned back to see Zhao Wuji, "Mr. Zhao, continue. Next, I will use my 70% strength to let you feel the power from God Ye Zhiqiu said this with a serious look on his face.

Zhao Wuji is stupefied, but he almost laughs. You little boy, do you give me a boast? 70 percent, still feel the power of God? I feel your hemp!

A three ring soul master said that he wanted to let a seven ring soul Saint feel the power of God.

"Come on, I want to have a good feeling..."

Zhao Wuji is very hard-working.

Even Tang San and their faces were speechless.

Ye Zhiqiu is a faint smile, a face of indifference. Now smile happily, will beat you to cry later.

Just when they wanted to continue to work, many people came from all directions. The black soul rings on their bodies are very conspicuous. These people are at least 50 level or above.

The fastest one is flying in the air. From the direction of coming, we can see that he was in Soto before. He has three black rings of ten thousand years' soul on his body. The other rings are yellow, yellow, purple and purple, at least for ordinary soul masters.He was dressed in a tuxedo like gray black clothes, short hair, and a pair of glasses. His face was a bit of vicissitudes. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. Behind him was a blue and black owl ghost shadow.

"God damn it, Zhao Wuji, your mother's one year's salary is gone..." this 40 year old middle-aged man has not arrived, but the voice of heartrending has been transmitted from far away.

Zhao Wuji shivered on the spot and looked at the sky in the distance. When he saw who the visitor was, he couldn't help but scold him in his heart. How can you tell me about his salary? Since he came to Shrek College as a teacher, did I ever get a copper soul coin salary?

Three meals a day, which is not porridge with pickles? When it comes to wages, I'm angry.

Don't you just break down some broken floors and some broken wooden houses? Who are you scaring by shouting like killing a pig?

"It's necessary to help!"

At this time, ye Zhiqiu suddenly drank and the big hexagonal windmill in his eyes turned wildly.

He can't wait any longer. When these college teachers arrive, there is no chance for him to make a move.

He wants to let the war ignite again and fight with Zhao Wuji before the teachers of these colleges arrive.

This battle continues to now, ye Zhiqiu is also holding a breath. He has never been in the habit of admitting defeat. He did not and will not have it in the future.

As ye Zhiqiu's voice dropped, purple, bone like objects emerged from the void behind him, arranged neatly, like a human sternum. On each bone, the purple soul power is beating and burning like a flame. It looks both weird and full of a strange aesthetic feeling.

"Ka ~ Ka ~"

one bone followed by another condenses out of the void and arranges automatically. Soon, they combine to form a half human virtual shadow with a height of more than ten meters.

After a purple head with black flame in its orbit appeared at the top of the skeleton, the bone shelf seemed to come alive. The purple flame soul power on the bones turned into pieces of armor in a blink of an eye, covering the skeleton. After a burst of tremor, a wave of destruction spread out from the purple figure more than ten meters high.

Suzo nenghu, three stages, open!

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused, full of shock.

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