Chapter 15: The soul ring was absorbed successfully, and the thirteen soul-breaking guns were used to kill people! "This fifty thousand year old soul beast will die with just one strike!!" Shui Bing'er was so frightened that her body trembled and her chest rose and fell slightly. She glanced at the belly of the Jade-Winged Eagle and saw that the belly of this soul beast was just a mess of hair, and its wings blocked most of the attacks at the critical moment. The dean's sixth soul skill was blocked by the soul beast, but Teacher Yang only needed to launch one attack to pierce the chest of the soul beast. She didn't see clearly how Yang Potian attacked just now. She could only see a blood-red light passing through his body and piercing through the Jade-Edged Divine Eagle. "Puch~" Xiao Yun, who had been circling in the air, also landed. Jade-Winged Eagle looked at the three people unwillingly, with a hint of pleading in his eyes. "Hurry up, this soul beast can't hold on for much longer." Yang Potian said without any emotion.
It is natural for soul masters to hunt soul beasts, and it is also natural for soul beasts to eat humans. Both sides are in a life-and-death struggle. If the soul beast doesn't die, then do I have to die? Shui Bing'er did not show any sympathy, after all, she still had to obtain the third soul ring later. This time I sympathize with you, it will smell good later. Isn't this a double standard bitch? When this soul beast sets its sights on them, they should be prepared to die. "First Soul Skill! Tearing Double Click!" Xiao Yun ended the life of the soul beast with his two claws, and a dark soul ring appeared above the body of the soul beast. Xiao Yun adjusted his breathing for a few minutes, and then put the soul ring on his martial soul. This is a 50,000-year-old soul beast, so she can't be careless. Xiao Yun officially began to absorb the soul ring. Yang Potian was not idle either. He first used his soul power to light a bonfire, and then cut the soul beast into pieces. As expected, no soul bones were found. Although no soul bones were found, this body of flesh and blood is a good thing. Yang Potian hummed a little tune as he skillfully roasted the pair of wings over the campfire. The wings were too big, so Yang Potian only captured the essence. That's where the most meat is. Watching Yang Potian's skillful movements, Shui Bing'er couldn't help but rub her slender arms, as if these wings belonged to her Ice Phoenix. Half an hour later. "Wow, Teacher Yang's wings smell so good~" Shui Bing'er held a piece of golden roasted meat in her hand and ate it bite by bite, with grease stains all over the corners of her mouth. "Didn't you just say you wouldn't eat?"
When Shui Bing'er heard this, her pretty face turned red and she buried her head, looking embarrassed. "Who knew that Teacher Yang's baking was so delicious." Yang Potian smiled and said nothing. At this moment, he has not heard any prompts from the system, and the reward has not been issued, which means that Xiao Yun has not completely absorbed this spirit ring. The dark soul ring was still floating around Xiao Yunzhou's body. It seemed that he was experiencing the soul shock of a ten thousand year old soul beast. No one can help her with this, she can only rely on herself. Just waited until night. Yang Potian and Shui Bing'er set up the tent. Neither of them expected that it would take so long for Xiao Yun to absorb the seventh soul ring. Fortunately, there was no snow and ice in the far north tonight. [Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the Xiao Yun mission and receiving the system reward: Thirteen Killing Shots! ] A wave of memories instantly flooded into Yang Potian’s mind. In his mind, a bloody little man was slowly practicing a set of spear techniques, and each shot contained the ultimate killing power. Fortunately, the system directly enlightened him to the maximum level. Yang Potian didn't need to spend time practicing spear techniques. After a few minutes. "This is a really powerful and ultimate killing spear technique. It has taken the theory that the best attack is defense to its extreme. This is very similar to Jian Douluo." Judging from Jian Douluo's combat experience, Jian Douluo Chen Xin seldom engages in cowardly passive defense. He is usually the one who draws the sword first, forcing the opponent to either fight him head-on or passively defend and allow him to attack. At this moment, Xiao Yun's body and soul power were shaking slightly, and the dark soul ring had been completely attached to his martial soul. All the thick snow within a one-meter radius was evaporated by her soul power. "I have successfully absorbed this 72-year-old spirit ring. My spirit power level has reached level !" Xiao Yun stood up excitedly and took a closer look at the seven spirit rings around him. "Congratulations, Dean Xiao. You have achieved the Soul Saint level at such a young age. You are truly a genius on the continent!" Shui Binger congratulated sincerely. "This is all thanks to Teacher Yang. Without him, I would not have been able to hunt this soul beast." Xiao Yun looked at Yang Potian with eyes that were almost tearing. Yang Potian smiled slightly. If Shui Bing'er hadn't been here, he would definitely have asked Xiao Yun to thank him. "Rest as soon as possible. Find the Resistant Luan Bird for Shui Bing'er tomorrow morning." Yang Potian offered to keep watch. Xiao Yun and Shui Bing'er didn't say anything. After all, this was the inner area of the Far North. With her Soul Saint strength, she would be unable to do anything if she encountered a powerful soul beast. Yang Potian, a Soul Douluo, could already be considered a strong man. Xiao Yun felt relieved with him keeping watch. Far away in the Tiandou Empire, in Tiandu City. The broken family! Yang Wudi and two clan elders were standing in the room. Yang Wudi was holding a letter in his hand, which was addressed to the old man himself.
The only one who dared to write a letter like this was Yang Potian. The envelope unfolds. A minute later, the three of them also knew what Yang Potian was talking about. "It seems that we have worried too much. Tang Hao did not go to find Po Tian, and Po Tian is still worried that Tang Hao will retaliate against our Po Yi clan." Yang Wudi said in a deep voice "Humph! Tang Hao still has the nerve to retaliate against us? He owes us all these. If it weren't for Haotian Sect and him, would our Poyi Clan be like this?" "I get angry when I talk about this matter. If Yang Wudi hadn't been you..." "Okay, second brother, stop talking. We, the Po Yi clan, are no longer the Po Yi clan we used to be. When Po Tian breaks through to become a Titled Douluo, all the accounts will be settled one by one, and no one can escape!" The second elder of the clan didn't say anything more after hearing this. Yang Wudi sighed with regret. If he had known this would turn out this way, he should not have made the bet with Tang Hao. "Patriarch, please reply and tell Potian that we are fine and the family is doing well. Tell him not to worry." "Ok!" Yang Wudi finished the letter very quickly. He couldn't understand it all, but he could tell it was a bunch of scribblings and circles, like a code. Yang Wudi looked at the letter he had written with satisfaction and skillfully put it into the mailbox. "Let's discuss how to deal with this matter. I didn't expect to sense Tang Hao's presence in Soto City." "Could those people have any relationship with Tang Hao?" The three of them racked their brains but couldn't figure out why Tang Hao appeared in Soto City and locked onto them, looking threatening. “Just pretend you know nothing. Wait until Potian grows up. By then, no matter if it’s Tang Hao or Haotian Sect, we will have nothing to fear!” "It can only be the." Although the three were annoyed by the threat, there was nothing they could do. After all, Tang Hao is still Tang Hao, and they are not yet able to fight against Tang Hao. Yang Wudi is eager to break through to the Titled Douluo at this moment! (End of this chapter)