Chapter 153 152. Each Play Their Hole Cards! Ghost Douluo Is Coming!

(four more)

Angry, leaning on the railing, the rain breaks down. Looking up, I feel intense. Thirty fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon. Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!

The eight armors and the six doors opened together, and Li Lianhua was at a supersonic speed, and Yang Ming was wrapped in the blue soul flames. At this time, the soul power reached the level of the soul emperor, and Wuzhu's fierce punch broke through the sound barrier.

There is great terror in front of life and death!

Bishop Beska's eyes suddenly narrowed. From the ever-enlarging fist in his sight, he felt a terrifying power that could threaten his life. If he was really punched by Yang Mingyi, his brain would probably be like a fist on the spot. It's like a watermelon, red and white bursting everywhere.

What a Besca!

He is also worthy of being a veteran soul sage powerhouse who has lived for decades. The Wuhun Ice Rain and the matching soul skills turned his whole body into a puddle of rainwater and melted into the rain puddles under his feet. Avoid Yang Ming's violent punches.

Yang Ming missed a punch, and a red light flashed in his eyes. As the three-gou jade spun rapidly, he faintly noticed the direction of the fluctuation of soul power.

Yang Ming suddenly turned around, with five fingers of his left hand spread out, the magma-like sticky blue flame rolled down to the ground, and amidst bursts of sizzling noises, it continuously melted the hospital steps under his feet, eroded the area of ​​the rain depression on the ground, and a large area of ​​smoke rose. .

It's a pity that the smoke couldn't hinder Sangouyu's Sharingan's sight at all.

Yang Ming's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he found a gathering of soul power in a rain puddle 200 meters away, trampled under his feet suddenly, and arrived here in less than a second under supersonic speed.

Bishop Beska barely poked his head out when he saw Yang Mingfei kicking his face.

The vamp was close to the vicissitudes of Bishop Beska's face. Facing the terrifying force accelerated by the acceleration, the furrows on his face twisted crazily, and his face collapsed. Broken teeth flew out.

"Boom!"

Bishop Beska's neck was deflected at 90°. Driven by the twisting of the neck, his decayed body spiraled in mid-air for more than ten times, and then landed on the hard bluestone floor and rolled over and over again.

The robes made of fine silk and satin were covered with rain and mud, making him look like a phoenix that fell into the water and turned into a chicken.

As several sharp sword lights flashed past, a pair of arms and a pair of legs were cut off viciously.

If Yang Ming didn't make a move, it would be a thunderbolt, and there was no room for Bishop Beska's chance to react.

As the saying goes, one step at a time, one step at a time.

Relying on supersonic speed, Yang Ming took the initiative from the very beginning, which is why he was able to achieve such a brilliant record.

Yang Ming stomped on Bishop Beska's chest, his blood-colored eyes flickered, symbolizing the unrest in his heart at this time, his deep and hoarse voice sounded like a subwoofer in Bishop Beska's ears.

"Say!"

"Did you send someone to slaughter Holy Soul Village?"

Facing Yang Ming's questioning, Bishop Beska did not answer any questions.

Bishop Beska, as a scheming old fox, of course knew very well that he couldn't answer this question, so let Yang Ming guess by himself.

As long as Yang Ming follows the line of the Black Water Mercenary Group that he deliberately set up at the beginning, he will only find a certain elder from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and will not involve Wuhundian at all, let alone that person. grown ups.

As for the reason why Yang Ming came here this time, Bishop Beska has already guessed to a certain extent.

It is estimated that the group of guys who were sent to the Star Dou Great Forest to stir up a wave of soul beasts did not succeed in doing enough and more than revealing their troubles. They were discovered by Yang Ming before they were exposed.

In fact, Yang Ming was also lucky back then, Duke Long Meng Shu met a group of Wuhundian by chance, and caught them with his crushing strength, otherwise Yang Ming would have been kept in the dark.

Bishop Beska said nothing, but stared at Yang Ming with the eyes of a dead man.

"You thought you won?"

Mingming's neck was almost broken, and his limbs were chopped off by Yang Ming.

But at this moment, Bishop Beska didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prisoner. On the contrary, he had the tone of a superior, which made people angry!

Yang Ming's ears pricked up, and with a slight movement, a sound of breaking wind kept approaching from far away.

Obviously, the movement here has already attracted the attention of the Titled Douluo sent by Wuhundian, and now they are constantly coming.

Bishop Beska naturally also knew that His Highness Ghost Douluo would be here in just one more cup of tea.

At that time, no matter how many cards Yang Ming has, he will die!

After thinking about it, Bishop Beska shouted in a low voice:

"Avatar of Martial Soul!"

In the Douluo Continent, there is a way to improve the overall strength, which is to obtain the Martial Soul Avatar. The advantage of using the Martial Soul Avatar is that not only the consumption of soul power is extremely low, but also the first to sixth souls can be used indefinitely. All the soul skills of the ring, which are very helpful for the improvement of one's own strength.

It's just that this can only be obtained if the soul master reaches level 70 or above, and every time the martial soul avatar is cast, there will be a period of weakening.

Before the critical moment of life and death, very few soul masters are willing to use the spirit avatar.

Bishop Beska's Martial Soul Ice Rain has already increased a lot of power in rainy days, and after casting the Martial Soul Avatar, it immediately displayed strange abilities.

However, Bishop Beska's head, neck, and body melted into a pool of rain, and the rain from the sky suddenly became denser.

In the curtain of beaded rain, Bishop Beska's figure appeared in the air. The limbs that were cut off by Yang Mingqie were actually made of rainwater, which also blocked the wound and stopped bleeding.

Beska raised his hand and said coldly:

"Rainwater, follow my orders!"

As if compressed by a pair of invisible hands, the rainwater in the air gathers into a giant rainwater dragon. The dragon head, dragon horns, longan eyes, and palm-sized dragon scales are actually sculptures that are as lifelike as a real dragon, with a length of about ten meters. The size of a truck head.

This giant rain dragon coiled around Bishop Beska. Obviously, it had suffered a great loss from Yang Ming's supersonic critical attack before, so it was protecting itself from the fate of being ridden in the face by a flying dragon again.

At the same time, Beska's ten fingers flicked in the void, as if playing a symphony of fate. Under his control, the countless raindrops were like rows of dense bullets fired by musketeers, rushing toward the sky. Let Yang Ming shoot all over the sky!

Each raindrop, under the blessing of Bishop Beska's Ice Rain martial soul and a group of soul skills, covered his body with a layer of frost, constantly slapping on Yang Ming's body of the Fire Demon King, hitting him bursts of sparks.

However,

When Bishop Beska devoted all his attention to Yang Ming, he didn't notice that the twelve soul kings and soul emperors under his command had all been killed by Feng Baobao!