Chapter 732

This decisive battle of Wuhun city has become the most colorful one in the history books of later generations.

No one expected that the result would be so tragic, and no one thought that the evil soul master was forcibly blocked outside the city gate by ordinary people with corpses.

Even if the Wuhun hall, the Qibao Liuli sect, the affiliated sects, and even the blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, all the soul Douluo titles and Douluo end, and the same soul division army can only block half of the evil soul division.

The rest can only be filled by ordinary people with their lives.

No one expected that the weakest, most neglected and largest number of people on the mainland could erupt such terrible power.

It's like killing countless people. They just use their bodies to exhaust the soul power of the evil soul master, and finally destroy each other by hand to hand combat.

The war damage ratio is not as exaggerated as the 100-1 ratio envisaged by Tang San.

Facts have proved that when an army has a soul, momentum alone can make up for the strength gap.

Who has ever seen such a deadly army, and who has ever seen a man who will bite you even if he is hit by soul skills?

Take the life pile and fight with the life. The final result is that the evil soul master is frightened. Only twenty or thirty people can kill a evil soul master.

Such war damage ratio frightened Tang San in the dark.

Although he can use all kinds of concealed weapons to reduce the senior combat strength opposite, he can't stand the amazing consumption of the evil soul master.

If the Shura God had not given him the power to directly take the lives of these evil soul masters, the evil soul division army would have collapsed.

Even so, the combat effectiveness of the evil soul division continues to decline.

They are evil and cruel, just like a group of lions, but they encounter more cruel wolves, and the number of each other is ten times.

The fight lasted a whole day.

A day later, the battlefield filled with gunsmoke has become like purgatory.

The corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed into a river. All kinds of miserable corpses were lying everywhere, with a fishy smell.

On both sides of the battlefield today, there are almost seriously injured people.

Because all the forces that can fight have been put into it, no one can be an exception.

"Hoo Hoo..."

In front of the city gate, dozens of figures were panting and covered with blood, but they were still nailed in front of the door.

Nearly a thousand high-level evil soul masters are eyeing each other, but it's hard to say they are tired.

"You... Don't surrender yet?"

Tang San said in the evil soul division, "do you really want to fight until everyone dies here?"

Bibidong beat the blood off his cheek, but hummed coldly: "the winner is unknown."

"Ridiculous," Tang San sniffed, "these evil soul masters don't matter to me at all, but your living power is almost exhausted."

"So what..."

The seven kill sword was bloodstained on the ground. The sword Douluo held the handle with both hands. Even if he looked depressed, he was still sharp and fierce: "the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead. If we still have one breath, you can't step into the wusoul city!"

Ning Fengzhi stood beside him, still holding the seven treasures glass tower to bring strength support to the people around him.

"Even if we fight for the last person, as long as we can annihilate the evil soul master here, we will contribute for thousands of years."

His calm appearance with sword Douluo infected many people behind him.

Therefore, only a little wavering turned into a decision.

People live a lifetime, whether they choose to bloom the gorgeous light in a moment or grow old in mediocrity is often a choice between this idea.

Boiling blood flows in the chest, fearless!

"Ridiculous!"

Facing the still high morale ahead, Tang San suddenly showed a strange smile: "do you think my strength is only these manipulated evil soul masters?"

"Bang!"

A beam of soul power rose into the sky.

Bidong and others were awestruck.

At the next moment, hundreds of soul masters emerged and came to the city gate at top speed.

"These are... The disciples of haotianzong who escaped last time!"

Seeing the leader Tang Xiao, Tang Hao and the elder of haotianzong, Bi bidong couldn't help looking cold.

Hundreds of soul masters are nothing at ordinary times, but under this remnant, they are enough to subvert the war!

What's more, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao have such peak combat power!

Feeling the momentum of Tang Hao, Bi bidong knew that he had recovered.

"Is it really... Desperate..." Ning Fengzhi murmured.

Sword Douluo's face was frozen: "then continue to kill."

"Kill! -"

Knowing that it was a desperate situation, but no one flinched.

The yellow sunset light gives the earth a layer of tragedy. Like the end of the times, darkness will eventually envelop this continent

"The ninth soul skill..."

At this time, under the nine color light, a light pink figure suddenly appeared in the center of the scene.

"Space confinement, nothingness... Baduan fall!"

The next moment, the figure is blurred.

Tang San, Tang Xiao, Tang Haohui and several elders of haotianzong almost didn't react. They found themselves bound by space, and then a big long leg seemed to kick on their waist at the same time.

"Bang bang!"

The figure of seven or eight Title Douluo flew out upside down.

The light pink figure is divided into seven ways at the next moment. From bottom to top, it kicks all the titles into the sky again.

The real body of the Wu soul of Xiaowu turns into a virtual shadow of seven ways!

"Poof poof..."

For a moment, the whole sky was her blinking golden flash, accompanied by bursts of screams.

With the limit increase of Jiubao glass tower and the ability of space confinement, she gave seven or eight titles to Douluo alone!

"The last blow!"

Dong Dong

A series of figures were kicked down from high altitude and hit a round pit on the ground.

The world is quiet.

"Buzzing, buzzing."

With the Soul Ring flashing, ten figures landed in front of them.

"You are..."

They didn't react for a moment.

"Dad, it's us."

Ning Rongrong looked back and said, "they are all Title Douluo of Poseidon island."

Her eyes involuntarily swept through the devastation on the ground, as well as those miserable bodies, and her face slowly became heavy.

"Rong Rong!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the nine soul rings on her and was surprised to the extreme. He was frightened: "did you get the title?"

"Well, thanks to brother Jian taking us to Poseidon Island, now Xiaowu and I are both title duels, and we are also the high priest of Poseidon island." Ning Rongrong said.

Ning Fengzhi inhaled deeply and calmed the storm in his heart a little.

Then his eyes were attracted by Hailong Douluo. He and bibidong sword Douluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ten titles, our pressure can be reduced a lot." Ning Fengzhi said.

Ning Rongrong nodded and glanced forward.

There, Tang San and others have just jumped out of the pit.

This set of physical attacks of small dance is intended to interrupt. It is not typically harmful, but it is very insulting.

Excitedly ran out to clean up the mess. As a result, the title Douluo in the front was thrown to the ground, and the soul master of haotianzong in the back was beaten back by the title Douluo of Poseidon island.

It's a bad start.

"Little dance... It's you..."

Tang San's eyes locked on the light pink figure.

She became more beautiful and taller, but she stood on the opposite

The girl who once... He really wanted to be his sister.