The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

Chen Hao almost saw at a glance that Lu Yingman was using Soul Sword Technique.

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, do you know how to use this trick?"

Although he seemed to be disapproving in his words, Chen Hao knew the power of Sword Soul Art very well. He made claws with his left hand while speaking, manipulating the ghost horn to retreat more than a dozen steps away, waiting in full battle.

"Woo..."

On the other side, as the icy black aura continued to spread, the mouth of the tiger where Lu Yingman held the sword slowly turned blue.

At the same time, black blood similar to poisoning shed from the corner of her mouth, which was shocking.

Sword Soul Art is a forbidden technique that uses the remnant soul of spirit beasts to increase the power of slashing and grant various additional attributes to slashing.

The black cold air that diffused out of the masses was exactly the remnant soul of the spirit beast imprisoned in the spirit stone on the sword.

The heavier the coldness, the stronger the spirit beast that was held during its lifetime, and the greater the power it gave the blade.

To make these remnants of souls and souls exert their power, they must be attracted by the three sun fires on the top and shoulders of the caster.

Everyone lives in the world, and everyone has three sun fires. The sun fires will be strong and weak according to the strength of physique and vitality. Once all three sun fires are extinguished, people will die.

Although Lu Yingman was in his prime and his vitality was in the most vigorous period of one's life, in order to draw out the remnants of the spirit beast in the Ku Lingshi, her three sun fires have now weakened like candle flames.

"Hao'er, in the battle, don't be soft, don't let her draw the spirit out of the sword!"

Feeling the exaggerated icy air around him, he looked calm just now, as if Chen Julu, who was under control, finally lost his calmness. He quickly got up and urged Chen Hao to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Haoer! Chen Hao! Are you deaf? You are playing with fire and burning yourself!"

What made Chen Julu angry is that his son turned a deaf ear to what he said, and remained motionless on the ghost horns, allowing Lu Yingman to complete the ceremony of offering a living sun to the Gu Ling sword.

"Come on, let me learn about your Lu Family's sword soul technique!"

Chen Hao's eyes flashed brilliantly, with a look full of warfare, and he shook hands toward the Lu Yingman who was surrounded by black air at this moment.

"Huh, life and death."

Lu Yingman was surprised to see that Chen Hao hadn't interfered with his spirit.

But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about these issues at all. While she snorted coldly, the Lingling Sword in her hand stroked lightly in the air, without any accumulation of power, and no spiritual energy attached to the sword.

But at the moment when the sword blade crossed the void, a beast sound that seemed to come from nine days away suddenly sounded in the ring.

While the sound of the beasts echoed endlessly, the black energy wrapped around Lu Yingman's body quickly changed shape, and finally turned into the front half of a giant tiger.

As the giant tiger swung its claws fiercely, the aura in Lu Yingman's body automatically converged into a three-foot sword light, slashing towards Chen Hao.

This is the remnant soul of the Huang Tien high-grade spirit beast Iron Tendon Tiger, combined with the consciousness of Lu Yingman's body, and then slashed with a mysterious method.

The sword light is accompanied by the penetrating power of thunder attribute, and its power is not the same as under normal conditions.

"Lei Ying!"

On the other side, I saw that Chen Hao didn't use "Absolute Defense" for some reason. Instead, he lifted the shield and armor in front of him and cast the same spells to fight hard!

"hiss--"

Upon seeing this, there was a continuous air-conditioning sound from the spectator stand.

Although it has long been heard that Chen Hao's cultivation level has reached the ninth level of the martial art realm, but seeing it is better than seeing it, this kind of shock is simply unspeakable.

In the age-restricted Wanqiu Grand Competition, this should be the first time that a player has relied on his own strength to use pure five-element spells instead of using magic scrolls or other.

However, even if it is rarer, what Chen Hao used is only the most basic Lei Ying technique. After contacting Lu Yingman's sword light, it dissipated in the air instantly.

Seeing the sword light approaching, Chen Hao quickly stepped on the mechanism with his heels, took off a piece of shield armor from the turtle's back, and held it over his head to resist.

Huh!

The power was increased by the sword and soul technique, like a heavy hammer that fell from a high altitude, directly smashing the shield armor made of black iron into a depression, and Chen Hao himself also flew upside down like a kite with a broken line, embarrassed. The ground fell dozens of steps away.

"Hahahaha! Interesting, interesting and powerful."

In the surprised eyes of everyone on the sidelines, Chen Hao laughed and got up from the ground, and continued to yell, "Come on!"

"as you wish."

Seeing that Chen Hao's left shoulder was drooping, his injury seemed to be serious, Lu Yingman was overjoyed, and did not take into account the sense of violation in the air, and shook his jade wrist lightly again, cutting out the second sword.

This second sword light was cut out by the remnant soul of the green python in the second Gu Ling stone on the Gu Ling sword.

With the cutting power of wind attached to it, the attack range is more than five times that of the previous sword, and it is difficult to dodge.

This time, Chen Hao continued to do the same, fighting back with spells of the same attribute.

The result was obvious. Not only was he flying to the root of the wall by the wind, he also left a long opening on his chest, blood flowed, and the front of his white robe was instantly dyed red.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, do you want to beat me in these two moments?

Chen Hao stood up tremblingly, curled the corners of his mouth softly, and once again provoke Lu Yingman.

At this time, the members of the Chen family couldn't stand it anymore and shouted into the court.

"Master, go back to the puppet! That little lady is all rushing to the point."

"Haoer, wake up! The victory of the competition is related to the qualifications of Jixia Academy. Don't do stupid things!"

...

There must be something wrong with Chen Hao's brain, or he could not bear to start after he fell in love with the Lu family woman.

At this time, almost everyone had similar thoughts in their hearts, except for three people.

They were Chen Julu, who had calmed down from the anger, Lu Songyin, who knew more about puppetry than most of the Chen family, and Lu Ping An, who had been worried at the beginning.

"So, I really deserve to be my Chen Julu's son!" While secretly saying in his heart, Chen Julu's face regained his indifferent color.

"Golden Tortoise Slash, go!"

Chen Hao's injury was getting worse, so naturally there was no reason to miss such a good opportunity. Lu Yingman forcibly supported the gradually blurred consciousness under the influence of the beast soul, and cut out the sword that determines the outcome.

The golden tortoise is a high-level spirit beast of the lower rank of the mysterious rank, with a huge weight.

I saw that the sword beam that Lu Yingman cut out with its remnant soul was not a narrow crescent shape, but a mass, like a flying stone thrown by a catapult, sinking vigorously, and Mount Tai was overwhelming.

Although the remnant soul of the golden tortoise failed to add the five element attributes to this slash, this attack of the golden tortoise fierce slash was already the strongest attack that Lu Yingman could use.

"Hahahaha! Good come!"

At the same time that Lu Yingman made a full blow, Chen Hao's eyes suddenly dazzled. The previous left arm, which seemed to be seriously injured, returned to normal, and he lifted his palm up comfortably.

The next moment, an even more amazing scene happened.

As Chen Hao flicked his finger, he saw two slashes that were the same as Lu Yingman's two swords just now, which he did not know by any means to replicate them, and they swept forward.

Three sword lights collided in one place, and there was a stalemate for a while.

"Damn it, are those pretends?"

Lu Yingman gritted his teeth, regretting being deceived by Chen Hao's acting skills, and wondering why the latter was able to copy his tricks.

"No, I can't give up, I must win! Granny Jiang, I'm disturbing your old man."

In order to win this game, Lu Yingman has paid too much, and naturally he will not easily admit defeat at this moment.

While muttering in her heart, she saw her swing the Gu Ling sword again, leading out the remnant soul in the last Gu Ling stone.

However, when an old woman gradually appeared in the black mist, a loud shout suddenly came from the ring--

"No! Quickly release the sword spirit technique! Otherwise, it will be too late!"