Douluo's broken love can become stronger

Chapter 292 Qin Jian’s talent field

"How is this going?"

Yue Guan, who was behind Bibi Dong, couldn't help but said.

"It's a pity that if other people fall into the evil spirit, they really have no power to resist. Only Jian'er is different..."

Ning Fengzhi showed a calm smile: "Jian'er has a magical soul skill that can obtain the Bingxin state and get rid of all disadvantages."

After hearing this, Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

The three soul bones were originally the secret objects of the Wuhun Palace trio, but now she suddenly wasn't sure...

In the red mist.

After Qin Jian defeated the demon with one sword, several icicles were born out of thin air and went straight towards the hermaphrodites and men.

"Bang bang bang..."

Since it could not be locked within the red mist, Qin Jian's Ice Heart Snow Sword had no effect.

"The martial soul fusion skills of these two people are indeed powerful. My soul power has been suppressed..."

The second soul ring on Qin Jian's body lit up, and he thought to himself: "There is no way, the Sword of Original Heart cannot lock the opponent, but the improvement of all attributes should almost allow me to rise to the level of rivaling them."

"Ding ding ding..."

Almost as soon as Qin Jian finished using his second soul skill, the moon blade came from a blind angle again, almost scratching him.

"Although you strangely got rid of the weakened state and even improved to a level that can rival us, you can't see the direction at all in our red mist, let alone where our attacks will come from..."

Both male and female voices sounded from all directions: "I want to see how many rounds you can block!"

Only when he faced Hu Liena and Xie Yue's martial soul fusion skills alone did Qin Jian realize how stupid Tang San was.

His purple magic pupils are so easy to use...it's like a bug.

"Forcing me to use so many abilities, you are really good..."

Qin Jian sighed, and what he said made the mixed man and woman extremely excited.

"Arrogant!"

But with Qin Jian's words, purple love mist slowly dispersed into the air.

The realm of love mist is quietly launched.

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly widened in the stands.

"His Majesty the Pope, what's wrong with you?" Yue Guan asked immediately after noticing her strangeness.

Bibi Dong's hand holding the scepter tightened slightly, and the look on her face began to become strange: "I didn't expect it to be...him...um...is it him?"

Halfway through her words, she became a little unsure again.

A big question mark appeared on Yue Guan's head: "?"

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

From the outside, you can't see anything inside the red mist. All you can see is that the red mist inexplicably deepens, and the light of weapons flashes from time to time, making continuous sounds.

"This is impossible!"

The fused voices of Xie Yue and Hu Liena shouted again: "Why do you know the direction of my attack?!"

"Field of Talent..."

At this time, Bibi Dong finally spoke again. Her face seemed expressionless, but there was a light in her eyes that kept fluctuating: "You are really an outstanding talent."

"What?!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei could not help but exclaim, and even Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi almost screamed.

Fortunately, Sword Douluo is used to having a wooden face, and Boss Ning is the best at managing facial expressions, so the two of them look like they knew it in advance and were confident.

As for how frightened I was, no one knows...

In the red mist.

Hu Liena didn't know what it felt like, but Xie Yue's consciousness was already out of anger.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to defeat Qin Jian with his martial soul fusion skills, and he even thought of thirty-six humiliation plans after defeating him. However, he did not expect that he would be beaten to a draw by Qin Jian.

This made his pride unbearable.

The pupils of the hermaphrodite began to shrink sharply, and the veins in the hands holding a pair of moon blades were exposed. The arms slowly stretched to both sides of the body, and the moon blades unfolded to form a circle.

He (she) stared at Qin Jian, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

Taking a deep breath, the Yin Yang man stared at Qin Jian: "You should feel honored to be defeated by our self-created soul skills."

Qin Jian couldn't help but laugh: "It's another self-created soul skill. I have a lot more of that than you, okay?"

"How can your sword energy and light swords compare with ours? With this, we have defeated a seventy-two-level Soul Saint teacher!"

The Yin Yang man shouted angrily: "I created my own soul skill, Full Moon, try it!"

His body moved like a whirlwind. In an instant, the whole person and the two moon blades disappeared almost simultaneously. Only a huge white disk appeared in front of Qin Jian.

There was no sound of friction or howling of the wind, as if all sounds had been swallowed up by the disc.

Only the red mist in the enchanting barrier revolves around the white disk like a whirlpool.

"If there weren't many things to do later, and I had to preserve my soul power, I would merge my rings and join my swords into one wave, and you guys could hit me with a hammer... Oh no, you can indeed beat a hammer."

Qin Jian was thinking in confusion as the fourth soul ring on his body lit up.

"Netherworld Sword!"

The combination of the light of the netherworld and the realm of love mist greatly suppresses the movement speed of the mixed male and female.

Qin Jian turned into sword light and faced Yuanyue at extremely high speeds. Although the force of each collision was not as strong as the opponent's, the high-speed movement brought by the Netherworld Sword did not allow Yuanyue to really hurt him.

"Chichichi..."

Looking from the outside, one can only see a full moon intertwined with countless sword shadows.

The flashing lights and shadows were obscured by the red mist, and no one could see clearly what was going on.

"Although Qin Jian has a domain to help him improve his perception, Hu Liena and Xie Yue's full moon can't even stop low-level soul saints. He should be able to defeat Qin Jian in this round." Gui Mei said with his arms crossed.

Before Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi spoke, Bibi Dong shook her head slightly and said, "Every field has its own unique ability. Qin Jian has not yet demonstrated the true power of this field."

The red mist naturally could not block her perception, and Qin Jian's figure was clearly reflected in her eyes.

As the surrounding purple mist gradually thickened, some long-standing but unforgettable memories slowly emerged.

Bibi Dong fell into her own world and could no longer hear what the ghost behind her was saying.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and by then the collision in the red mist had gradually calmed down.

"This...they actually had a tie."

Gui Mei felt a little uncomfortable: "This is already Hu Liena and Xie Yue's unique move."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "If you want to win now, it no longer depends on Hu Liena and Xie Yue. As long as they can hold Qin Jian down, it is enough. The key now is to see if Yan can defeat the other six people."

Previously, their attention was all in the red mist, and no one looked at what was happening outside. Now at the critical moment, when they looked over, they were shocked.

"That young man's body...is an external soul bone?! Yan and the five of them...are actually going to lose?!"

They noticed something unusual, and other people watching the game also noticed it.

As the intense fight within the red mist ceased, the battle between the eleven people outside actually came to an end.

To everyone's surprise, it was not the five members of the Wuhundian team who won, but Tang San and the others who steadily suppressed their opponents.

With the ultimate assistance of the Ning Rong Rong Soul Sect level Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the gap in soul power is not a problem at all.

Coupled with the fact that Tang San is a bug-level figure, Yan, the Soul King, doesn't have much room to perform...