"Looking at how beautiful you are, I don't have the heart to kill you. Get off the ring, so as not to waste everyone's energy!"

The opponent has the ability to escape, so he can't be killed anyway.

So it is better not to fight.

Hua Zuiyu's cultivation level is only that of a seventh-level quasi-emperor.

And the breath seems to be very weak.

There is no such thing as a powerful bloodline true body.

However, in the first eight rounds, whether it was due to good luck or something else, her opponents actually chose to commit suicide.

"Ling Xiao, this woman should be able to do magic, right?

Unfortunately, I have already seen it.

This round, our warriors are wearing soul defense treasures.

She has no hope.

Dead!"

Kannazuki said sarcastically.

"Haha, don't slap yourself in the face later!"

Ling Xiao smiled.

The opponent will use soul defense treasures.

Why wouldn't he think of it?

He can also use his soul to amplify treasures.

Just the two cancel each other out.

What's more, Hua Zuiyu's soul realm has already reached the level of a top-grade half-step emperor.

At the tea party, no one can resist her soul power.

"Tough talk!"

Although Kannazuki said this, she was still a little worried in her heart, so she looked at the ring and said loudly: "Get close, don't let her use soul magic!"

"yes!"

The Lingtian Sect's seventh-level peak quasi-emperor suddenly accelerated and pounced on Hua Zuiyu.

laugh!

A sword pierced Hua Zuiyu's throat.

"Hahaha, you're such an idiot for not running away!"

The seventh-level peak quasi-emperor laughed.

But in the eyes of others, all his behaviors are inexplicable.

Hua Zuiyu still stood there.

But the seventh-level peak quasi-emperor of the Lingtian Sect seemed to have encountered something happy. He laughed on the spot and kept saying: "I won! I won!"

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

Kannazuki suddenly stood up.

This soul technique is too terrifying. It obviously uses soul defense treasures.

But he was still tricked.

"How on earth does she cast soul magic?"

Everyone looked at Hua Zuiyu.

Hua Zuiyu smiled faintly, looked at the seventh-level peak quasi-emperor and said: "You will win only if you chop off that head, she is not dead yet!"

The seventh-level peak quasi-emperor picked up his sword and slashed at his head.

The head fell to the ground.

The dignified seventh-level peak quasi-emperor died tragically.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Illusion is so scary.

He can actually control his opponent to commit suicide.

How powerful is this?

I thought this woman was just here to make up the numbers.

Unexpectedly, this is a big killer.

There was dead silence in the whole place.

No one came back to their senses for a long time.

Although this was also the case in the previous eight rounds.

But this time, because Hua Zuiyu's opponent was stronger, they could see it more clearly.

It is also felt more clearly.

The feeling becomes more profound.

"powerful!"

"Very good!"

The disciples of the Tianwang Sect were the first to recover from the shock.

Everyone was extremely excited.

Won!

Another win!

Moreover, he also killed the seventh-level peak quasi-emperor of the Lingtian Sect.

This is such a good deal.

"How do you feel, Kannazuki, I told you before that the soul defense magic weapon is useless! You can shut your mouth, a crow's mouth has killed so many of your disciples!"
Chapter completed!