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Chapter 115 Xiao Wu, the champion is being targeted

At this moment, Bibidong wanted to rescue him, but it was still too late.

On the square arena, the 81st hammer that Tang San waved had fallen above Ye Chen's head, and it was still getting closer. The huge Haotian hammer rushed straight away with the superimposed attack power of the 9981 hammer.

Before he arrived, Ye Chen, whose soul was injured, felt a strong wind blowing, which made his cheek hurt. The huge rock floor under him was also shocked by the strong wind and cracked countless small gaps, like a spider web.

"Good opportunity, one move determines the outcome, mistress!"

Unable to be affected by the battle of the three Super Douluo above the square, Master Yu Xiaogang stood outside the field and shouted Tang San's nickname loudly, then was so excited that he was shouting there.

I originally thought I was sure to lose, but the shadow suddenly made a mistake when using his soul skills. If he missed such a good opportunity, he would be really angry to death.

When Tang San heard what the master said, a hint of firmness suddenly appeared in his eyes. The use of the deadly black intestine had been more than five minutes. If he dragged on, his soul power cultivation would be affected.

Although he didn't know why the shadow suddenly became weak, he had to continue before the game was over. Even the title Douluo battle above his head, he didn't even think about who would dare to enter the Pope's Palace alone.

The eight spider spider spear stretched out on his back to strengthen 50% of all states. Tang San injected all his soul power into the Haotian Hammer and made it bigger. Immediately afterwards, the extremely huge Haotian Hammer was smashed at Ye Chen with all his strength, and he decided to win and lose with one move.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

A laugh suddenly came and spread across the square. Then Ye Chen's eyes were full of anger, and the corners of his mouth were even more ill-wicked.

If it weren't for that person, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed, but with magical skills, what if he heals himself, he will bear the Haotian Hammer once!

Suddenly, the smile on Ye Chen's face stopped abruptly, and then he looked at the palm filled with black air in shock, murmured: "Magic skill, resist!"

When the huge Haotian Hammer, which was superimposed on the 81st hammer, hit Ye Chen's face, a sudden and strange light of black light suddenly surged out from Ye Chen's palm and spread across the entire arena in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, when the Haotian Hammer just touched Ye Chen's hair, a small fist suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and then he fought with the huge Haotian Hammer.

The moment I saw this scene, the audience in the audience suddenly felt a little thoughtful.

"Are you looking for death? That is the famous attack-type martial soul Haotian Hammer, which actually resists with his physical body? That shadow was beaten to death. If you take action like this, you will definitely be able to break up even a slag."

Thoughts flew away. Just when everyone thought Shadow's hand was about to be smashed and then smashed to death, Ye Chen's punch when he returned miraculously blocked the attack of Pang Dahaotian Hammer.

At this moment, one punch and one hit were quietly stalemate in the air, but soon, Ye Chen couldn't help but spew out a large mouthful of blood, scattering all over the ground.

"Are you finally not going to do it?"

Seeing Ye Chen's physical condition decline rapidly, many viewers also felt that it was already very good. It was a miracle to be able to block the terrifying continuous cloak 81 hammer while injured. It was so exciting that people could see it. They almost forgot the story between the shadow and their saint.

In the Wuhun Hall, worshipping the strong has been a long time. Even though the shadow has many taboos, it will not affect everyone's respect for the strong.

"puff!"

Another blood-spraying sound. Before many viewers could react, they saw Tang San holding the Haotian Hammer's expression suddenly decayed, and the soul power in his body quickly declined to level 46 in less than a second. Then they vomited several mouthfuls of blood on the spot and fell into a coma. The huge Haotian Hammer also disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Shrek and others in the final square also looked pale and looked very ugly in an instant, just Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and others were slightly better.

As for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had taken the Deadly Black Intestine, they all fell into a coma like Tang San.

Not only the Shrek Seven Monsters, but also the six Zhang Ming and the six men in the Qianxue Team, whose soul power and aura were increased in their bodies quickly dissipated in a short period of time, and several of them were also unconscious with a pale complexion.

Such a strange scene, everyone outside the field looked at each other in a glance, and the master who originally felt that he was sure to win also turned extremely green.

Shrek lost the three strongest combat powers, and how could Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu alone be opponents of those who are still standing in Qianxue Team? And...

Turning his eyes to Ye Chen, the black-robed robe, he still had the strength to stand up slowly, and gave his teammates a thumbs up with a smile!

The male host outside the field was stunned. It was not until an elder in black in the martial soul hall came and handed the result of the competition into his hands. Then he recovered and said loudly.

"Shrek Team, do you still want to fight?"

The host asked a little knowingly, which made Oscar roll his eyes and said, "No need to hit, there are two of us four supporters, and we won't win."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who was supporting Tang San, both pointed. For some reason, just after the faint black air covered the square, the soul power in their bodies was suddenly subjected to an inexplicable backlash. All the original amplification abilities seriously injured them in the form of backlash. At this moment, the few people had almost lost their combat ability, so how could they fight?

Hearing the answer, the host couldn't help but look at Ye Chen's black robe, but before he could ask, a powerful soul power surged into Ye Chen's body, fully demonstrating that he still had the power to fight.

Seeing this, the male host held the microphone and said excitedly: "This Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition has come to an end. The winner is the Qianxue Team of Chenxue Imperial Academy!"

As soon as these words came out, the outside of the venue was suddenly filled with excitement. Everyone cheered from the bottom of their hearts the names of Chenxue Imperial Courtyard and Qianxue Team. At the same time, Ye Chenying's name was also shouted loudly by everyone. This time it was not ridicule and scolding, but was celebrating sincerely.

On the towering wall of the Pope Hall, Bibidong looked at Ye Chen who was safe after winning, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned his eyes to look at the sky where the battle continued. The terrifying soul power emitted from time to time also made Bibidong feel wrinkled frequently.

Just as he wanted to go up to get the person, a more terrifying aura suddenly rushed from the Elders' Hall, and behind him was followed by four or five powerful fluctuations of Super Douluo.

Soon, the two Douluo, Ju Gui, landed from the sky, flashed and appeared beside Bibidong, bowing his hand and bent his somewhat embarrassed body to say something.

He waved his hand and interrupted the two of them. Bibi Dong looked up at the sky. The aftermath that rippled from time to time was filled with extremely terrifying powerful power. He also stared at him slightly, "No need to say more. Since he has taken action, we don't have to worry about it."
Chapter completed!
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