Chapter 220 The Real Spike

Huang Lizong was also confused at this time. The reason why he made this attack was because he was attacked by the anger of the situation just now, so he attacked Qi Ling regardless of the consequences.

And now, when he calmed down, he was completely enveloped in a kind of fear, because he knew it. , With Qi Ling's talent, even a hundred of himself would not be worth a single hair of his.

"I, I. It's his fault, it's all his fault!" Huang Lizong shouted in fear, "It's all he who wants to challenge me, it's all he who wants to fight me, it's all him!"

"Damn, you shameless villain, this old man will kill you now!" The furious Dugu Bo would kill Huang Lizong and avenge Qi Ling no matter what else.

But just as Dugu Bo rushed in front of Huang Lizong, one right hand was already covered with dark green poison, and when he was about to kill Huang Lizong with one blow, a voice suddenly came out from the raging fire: "Old man, don't be in a hurry. Let's start, the competition between us is not over yet."

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, Qi Ling was like a god of war. He stepped on the raging fire and walked out from the inside. The flame was attached to his golden armor, and it seemed that the golden armor was roasted into gold. Red, with a strange markings.

The impact of this scene was too strong, not only Huang Lizong, but almost everyone present had an idea in their hearts: Is this man really undefeated?

"Mr. Huang, I'm sorry, please let us continue." Qi Ling said lightly, "As for teachers and classmates, please retreat to a safe distance."

"Boy? Are you really okay?" Dugu Bo said in surprise. He felt the explosion just now, not to mention a Soul Master, even a Soul Saint, I'm afraid he will be seriously injured.

"It's really okay, old man, you should leave quickly." Qi Ling said.

Is Qi Ling really all right? No, in fact, at this time, he was already in a state of complete serious injury.

That kind of strong explosion impact, the anti-drug field has no effect at all. The one who saved him was a guardian crystal that he used in time to help him offset this Soul Saint level attack.

But even so, Qi Ling has been seriously injured, because the impact of the explosion is only a part of Huang Lizong's attack, and what is even more terrifying is the high temperature flame, no creature can survive in such an environment.

Qi Ling's golden holy dragon armor has also reached the upper limit of damage in such a flame, and it has even begun to melt. The injuries Qi Ling suffered can be imagined.

But Qi Ling still stood up, even if he stepped out of the sea of ​​​​fire, he still stood there! And now, it was time for his enemies to cry.

Huang Lizong looked at Qi Ling in front of him, he no longer felt that Qi Ling was just a soul lord, but a terrifying enemy, an enemy who could not be defeated or killed.

"You, don't come here!" Huang Lizong said in horror, "I, I, are you a human or a ghost!"

"Nature is a human, Mr. Huang." Qi Ling said coldly.

"I don't believe it, you are clearly a ghost! The sixth soul skill"

Huang Lizong was about to use his strongest sixth spirit ability, and even the black spirit ring on his body was already lit up, ready to activate his spirit power.

But at this moment, a white light emanated from Qi Ling, like a ribbon, wrapped around Huang Lizong's black ten thousand year spirit ring.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, your performance time has ended. Now, it's my time!" Qi Ling said coldly.

The intermediate-level ring sealing technique can seal the opponent's spirit ability below the seventh spirit ability without the opponent's consent for an hour, and the opponent will not be able to use this spirit ability.

For the current Qi Ling, if he were to endure another sixth soul ability from the opponent, he would probably not be able to hold it, so Qi Ling started to attack first and directly sealed his strongest ability.

"What, what is this? What have you done, why can't I use my sixth spirit ability?" Huang Lizong said in horror, and even subconsciously wanted to touch his spirit ring, but naturally he didn't touch anything.

"It's nothing, I've already said it, Mr. Huang, your performance time is over, so please don't use your soul skills." Qi Ling slowly walked towards Huang Lizong and raised his fist.

"You said that your attack is an instant kill for everyone below the Soul Emperor? You are wrong, Mr. Huang, let me tell you what an instant kill is!"

Seeing that Qi Ling raised his fist, and at the same time began to gather astonishing soul power, Huang Lizong's fear became more direct. At this time, he was in a panic, and his strength was inexhaustible. If he was hit by Qi Ling, it was absolutely impossible. No resistance possible.

In such a situation, there is only one way to escape. Huang Lizong doesn't want to lose his life like this! So he ran outside and shouted: "I won't fight, I won't fight! I admit it"

But just when Huang Lizong was about to make a declaration of admitting defeat, Qi Ling waved his hand, and a simple-looking hemp rope was thrown out of his body and wrapped around Huang Lizong's body.

It was such an ordinary rope, but Huang Lizong was firmly tied, and he couldn't move in place. Even his mouth was blocked by the rope, and he couldn't say anything.

"Mr. Huang, you can't be so cunning, you want to leave after the performance." Qi Ling smiled, but the smile looked so terrifying, "Otherwise, it's my turn to perform, and I'll be the only one left. How are you performing?"

In Huang Lizong's current state, the Immortal Binding Rope can completely imprison him for ten seconds! Although this time is not long, it is completely enough for Qi Ling, because he only needs one punch.

"Balong Fist: Air Shock!"

For Huang Lizong's punch, Qi Ling did not keep his hand, because as the Soul Emperor, Huang Lizong's physical fitness is naturally strong, and he can fully withstand Qi Ling's full-strength punch.

Another reason is that Qi Ling was really in danger of death just now, and now naturally he will no longer show mercy to Huang Lizong! Whether you can survive or not depends on your fortune.

"boom!"

The crowd watching only felt a burst of roaring sounds, and then Huang Lizong fell exactly like a cannonball into the woods in the distance.

According to Qi Ling's estimation, even if Huang Lizong's life could not be killed by his punch, he could still fracture his entire body. It seems that his current injury is indeed very serious, and even the Balong Fist is the only thing left. of power.

"However, it's good to win." Qi Ling said with a smile, "This time, you know, what is a real spike?"