The martial soul originates from the deepest part of the soul of the powerful man in the Holy Dao, with various forms and different forms.

Mo Wugui is proud and proficient in gun art. His martial soul appears as a spear, which is the soul of the gun.

Han Xiaozi, his martial soul appears to be an eagle, and he is extremely fast and has a very fierce attack, making people unable to defend against it.

The sound of eagle crows continued to come out, and the shadows became more solid in the void, filled with sharp aura, standing around Han Xiaozi. Each pair of eyes was like eagle eyes, which could penetrate people's hearts.

"Han Xiaozi has the body of Wanying, and his figure can reach ten thousand levels. After displaying his martial soul, his level will be increased to an extremely terrifying level. Even if Fang Li has unparalleled combat power, it will be useless if he fails to hit the opponent." The crowd raised their heads one by one, looking at the gray-black hawk in the void, and was slightly shocked.

Fang Li also raised his head and stared at Han Xiaozi, with a strange color appearing in his eyes.

Wanying Dharma Body and Eagle Soul, these are all Han Xiaozi's strength. The combination of the two can be perfect.

"Put your martial soul, otherwise you will definitely lose." Han Xiaozi said coldly, the sharp aura on his body became thicker and the eagle crowing sounded endlessly.

"I don't think so." Fang Li smiled lightly, stepped on his feet, and the whole world began to tremble, with vortexes constantly, and the power of the world came down wildly.

"Saying shameless!" Han Xiaozi was angry by Fang Li, feeling that he was underestimated, his figure flashed, and he roared: "Kill!"

After the words came, the eagle soul roared to the sky and turned into a stream of light. The harsh sound of breaking through the air came and directly slaughtered in front of Fang Li. It was astonishingly fast and almost traveled through space.

At the same time, Han Xiaozi also arrived. Behind him, thousands of phantoms flashed endlessly, forming a piece of them, even the world could cover them, and they all took action, as if they were about to completely crush Fang Li to death.

"Speak to the sky to prison!"

A cold voice spit out from Fang Li's mouth. He stretched out a finger and brushed it gently. The entire space in front of him instantly solidified. The invisible power of heaven and earth covered Han Xiaozi's body like a tide, and at the same time, it also enveloped Wanzhong figures and eagle souls.

"roll!"

Seeing this scene, Han Xiaozi's face changed slightly, and his palm shadow slapped out crazily, blowing the power of heaven and earth. He could feel that there was a terrifying power in this power of heaven and earth.

Once surrounded, he will inevitably fall at a disadvantage. Moreover, this power comes from heaven and earth. Once it moves, the heaven and earth will move, and thousands of phantoms will have no room to swing, and they will be ruthlessly suppressed.

Boom!

A roar came out, and the power of heaven and earth came down. Any phantom that touched the power of heaven and earth instantly turned into nothingness. The eagle soul above Han Xiaozi's head failed to exert the power it deserved and was directly suppressed.

"Damn it, thousands of palms!" Han Xiaozi roared repeatedly, and a terrifying power burst out like a tide. However, the power of heaven and earth was too huge to completely defeat it.

"You've lost."

Fang Han stood in the void, looking down at Han Xiaozi, and his voice was filled with a sense of arrogance of a superior. At this moment, he was the high-ranking king, looking down on everything and despising everything.

Boom boom boom boom!

The power of heaven and earth was not reserved at this moment, and it directly pressed on Han Xiaozi. Suddenly, Han Xiaozi burst out with a roar, spitting out hot blood from his mouth, and his palm shadows were continuous, and he actually wanted to fight to the death.

But in the end, his body was still shrouded by the power of heaven and earth. Thousands of figures disappeared, and the palm shadow turned into nothingness. The crowd only heard continuous bursts of explosions. Finally, in the space, a chaotic hurricane swept across, just like a natural disaster that came to the end.

After a long time, the hurricane began to slowly dissipate.

At this moment, the martial arts arena is full of holes and is covered with countless cracks, which makes people a little shocking. Both of them in their sight have disappeared, but the terrifying fighting spirit still exists.

A bang!

The clouds were torn apart, and a figure fell from the void and slowly stood in the center of the arena, making the crowd's eyes condense, and the person coming was Fang Li.

Although he was injured at this moment, his aura was still strong, his eyes were cold and he was fearless.

On the ground not far away, a few rocks were loose. Han Xiaozi, who was in rags, climbed up with a little difficulty. His whole body was covered with blood marks, his breath was unstable, and he looked very embarrassed.

The blood on the corner of his mouth was not dry, and his eyes stared at Fang Li, extremely cold, but more of it was depressed and unwilling.

Failed!

After waiting for a battle for two years, the final winner was not Han Xiaozi, but Fang Han.

Even though he possessed the Wanying Dharma Body and had completely mastered the power of the martial soul, he was full of confidence, and the final result was still a failure, just like the duels that year, the result did not change at all.

"I will definitely avenge this revenge. I will definitely win the next battle!" Han Xiaozi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"I didn't use all my strength in the battle just now, and your strength is not qualified to let me display my martial soul. Do you still don't understand how huge the gap between you and me is?"

Fang Li turned around, uttered a cold pronunciation, and then went back to his seat, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and isolated all sounds from the outside world.

As for Han Xiaozi, he stood there a little in his mind, his eyes stagnant.

Fang Li had not yet displayed his martial soul in the battle just now.

But in the end, he still won.

If he had made all his strength, wouldn't he be able to defeat Han Xiaozi easily?

The crowd exhaled a breath of turbid air. Prince Qin Wu's strength was too terrifying. It seemed that he was the leader of this dynasty battle. Although Han Xiaozi and Ye Chen were not weak, they were still too far behind Fang Li, and the gap was like a natural barrier.

"Fang Li won!"

After watching the battle just now, Chang Qingshan felt that he was still unsatisfied. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Han Xiaozi, hurry up and recover. When you adjust to your best condition, you will fight Ye Chen immediately."

"yes!"

Han Xiaozi nodded and immediately woke up from the failure just now. He lost to Fang Li. Although he was unwilling to accept it, the opponent's strength was indeed extremely strong, and he was convinced by his loss.

But there was a hint of disdain in Han Xiaozi's heart for Ye Chen.

He can tolerate his loss to Fang Li, but he will definitely not tolerate his loss to Ye Chen. In a later battle, he will take all his strength to defeat Ye Chen with the fastest speed, and vent his anger.

"It seems that Han Xiaozi didn't take you seriously." Su Mu walked to Ye Chen's side and said lightly, causing Ye Chen to shake his head helplessly, without speaking, and without feeling angry.

Fang Li and Han Xiaozi fought, and Ye Chen understood how terrifying Fang Li's strength was. He was definitely a genius among geniuses. Even in the powerful gods, he would have a place.

But these did not make Ye Chen feel afraid.

On the contrary, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. Whether it was Han Xiaozi or Fang Li, he had to fight, fight with all his might, and even seize the position of the throne of the dynasty!
Chapter completed!