I begged for votes with tears streaming down my face! For the sake of the party and the country, please give me a hand.

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At some point, dark clouds covered the scorching sun, bringing coolness and haze.

The third prince moved, and it was a move without any tricks. There was no need to show off any fancy moves due to the gap between the three levels. The black iron gun turned into a wild dragon, and with a bang, Zuo Wuzhou was hit on the shoulder.

Pierce it and spurt out blood!

Zuo Wuzhou ignored the severe pain in his shoulder and stared at the third prince with red eyes, like a wounded lion, staggering but vigorously saying: "No matter how big the gap between the fourth and seventh grades is, I will never give up!"

Even the third prince's heart trembled under such a look, and for the first time he felt a trace of unspeakable regret and fear. At this moment, he actually thought that if he could not kill this young man, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

Zuo Wuzhou's performance made him feel a little frightened. The more so, the more quickly he wanted to kill him.

If he couldn't kill him at this moment, he would have to spread the word that the Red Delirium Army would kill this person at all costs - he even had a vague intuition that he might not be able to kill this young man.

The third prince slowly raised the bloody iron gun, his murderous aura expanded to an incomparable level. The iron gun rotated at high speed, and the prismatic gun head was like an indestructible drill, going straight for Zuo Wuzhou's eyebrows.

A sure-fire move to lock in momentum!

Zuo Wuzhou even felt something strange between his brows, staring at the terrifying shot that turned into a black dragon.

Even on the battlefield, he had never felt so clearly that death was so close. The moment the gun struck, he even had the illusion that he was dead!

"I will not die, I will never die. Because I never give up. When I have nothing, it is this quality that makes me cheer up. When I am depressed, when I am discouraged, I never give up.

.Because I know that I want to become stronger, because I still want to protect my loved ones, and because I still want to explore the path of soul cultivation."

"Others laugh at me, ridicule me, and humiliate me. I should regard it as a test for me. If I can't even pass this level, there is no point in talking about soul cultivation!"

"Ouch!" Zuo Wuzhou, honed on the battlefield, suddenly pulled out of the aura lock and swept away the ferocious aura of the third prince with a violent roar.

Zuo Wuzhou felt light all over, the prismatic gun tip was getting closer and closer, and the pressure of death brought by the center of his eyebrows was getting stronger and stronger.

He originally wanted to save his strength and escape, but now, if he doesn't reveal all his trump cards, there will be no chance to reveal his trump cards. He is terrifyingly determined, but he is not dull. When it is time to explode with all his strength, he will never do it.

Keep half a cent.

However, the third prince took advantage of him with one move, determined not to hold back, and had a desperate plan to kill the young man in front of him with one move.

Zuo Wuzhou had lost the opportunity and just wanted to reveal all his trump cards. It seemed that he was at the end of his rope and it was already too late.

This was definitely the moment Zuo Wuzhou was closest to death in his eighteen years of life. Even though he was almost killed by someone on the battlefield a few months ago, the feeling of death was still not as strong as the one he felt this time.

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This young man must die! The third prince even had a smile on his lips. But at this moment, his smile turned into infinite fear!

Zuo Wuzhou's face was slightly blurred, and in an instant he transformed into the appearance of the third prince, almost exactly the same, causing the other five people to exclaim in surprise!

Even though he knew it was the effect of the soul spirit, the third prince's killing move was still delayed for a moment unconsciously, and cold sweat quickly flowed down.

What kind of soul spirit function is this? It is definitely not easy to do. Because the third prince, like many people, has spiritual eyes that can see through most grades!

But the third prince couldn't see through what was happening in front of him.

No one can kill another "self" without hesitation, and even if there is, that person is definitely not the third prince.

Zuo Wuzhou tried his best to exert the last effect of "Transformation Soul", and then he slowly closed his eyes and smiled leisurely, making people feel as if he was alone on the top of the mountain enjoying the romantic feelings.

Smile like water.

Zuo Wuzhou was neither sad nor happy, immersed in a unique perception, and slowly and gently performed a set of sword skills!

"Wishful Ring"!

The fusion of golden soul power and water soul power is inseparable, and there is no need to choose. The two soul powers flow briskly through the entire body, and the golden soul power is involved in the water soul power, making it difficult for people to notice the great fusion of the two soul powers.

In one fell swoop, his arrogance soared to the sky, and all 120% of his dual-system soul power exploded!

A stream of water-blue light burst out from the blade, and the sword technique was like a masterpiece of miraculous craftsmanship, exerted with the characteristics of erratic water.

Under the extreme pressure of death, Zuo Wuzhou was forced to indulge in the unique realization of the "Wishful Ring" that day. The power of the "Wishful Ring" that confused him many times, at this moment, affected the aura of heaven and earth, and he was able to achieve perfection in one fell swoop.

to exert all its power.

A perfect move, the water-blue light transformed into an extremely soft and flowing breath, entangling all the six masters including the third prince.

A vortex of intertwined power entangled and rotated in a jaw-dropping manner, forming layers of aqua-blue light in the void.

This is a move that contains supreme power!

The third prince and six other people were in the whirlpool of the "Wishful Ring". Their momentum was gone, and they were involuntarily suppressed by this terrifying power. Trapped in it, their whole bodies seemed to be filled with endless water.

The silk net was caught and torn, almost tearing off their flesh and blood bit by bit, making them miserable.

The first person who could not withstand the pull of the whirlpool of the "Ruyi Ring" was the only fifth-grade soul martial artist among the six. That person seemed to be torn apart by countless water threads. When he could not withstand it, he fell silently.

He let out a wail of extreme pain while breathing!

Shuishi started to tear the flesh and blood into blood mist bit by bit, layer by layer. Compared with being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, this is the real and most meticulous cut into pieces.

The flesh and blood was scraped off layer by layer, until no trace of flesh and blood was left on his body, and he was scraped into a skeleton. But even if he became a skeleton, it did not change his fate, because the water silk was still scraping away the bones layer by layer, scraping away every bone.

Layers of bone meal.

Until it was cut into pieces by water silk.

The third prince and the other five people were unconscious, and they were shaking violently like chaff. If there was the most terrifying and cruel way to die, it must be the "wishful ring". If the third prince could move, he would definitely commit suicide. He would rather commit suicide.

, and never die in the most painful way.

The three princes and five others looked at Zuo Wuzhou, who was using his sword skills with his eyes closed. He was still so leisurely and contented, but in the eyes of the three princes and five others, Zuo Wuzhou was a hundred times more terrifying than the devil at the moment.

The Third Prince, a seventh-grade soul warrior, was so horrified by this move that he had never felt so regretful or fearful in his life. How could a fourth-grade soul warrior perform such a terrifying move?

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What kind of move is this!

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"What a powerful aura!"

"Is there still a Soul Martial Lord in the city?"

In the east and west of the city, an old man suddenly changed his expression, blurted out in disbelief, and at the same time looked in the direction of the rushing aura!

This is what happened the moment Zuo Wuzhou cast his "Wishful Ring".

The old man in the east and west sensed it carefully and felt even more strange: "No, it's not the aura of Hunwu Zun, it's not that strong."

The two old men changed their expressions almost at the same time: "No, I have to go over and see what is going on!"

Just when the two of them jumped into the air without exposing their identities, and transformed into a rainbow-like electric aura, they suddenly noticed the aura between each other, and they were even more horrified: "Is it possible that there is a person in the small Bazhong City?"

Soul Martial Lord!"

The two old men were as angry as a rainbow, and they were getting closer and closer to the battle at an astonishing speed.

Feeling each other's breath, the old man coming from the east of the city was missing half of his ear. He looked to the west and sneered: "It turns out it's him!"

To the west of the city, the old man has silver hair all over his head, and his face is red and white. Although he has a pair of ridiculous wind-struck ears, his graceful demeanor can make people respect him: "It seems that this battle is inevitable!"

The two arrived almost at the same time. The old man who was missing half of his ear screamed: "It is indeed you, Huo Xiaotian, I have been looking for you for a long time."

Huo Xiaotian smiled gracefully: "Zu Dali, why bother..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Xiaotian's eyes narrowed and he recognized that the steel knife in Zuo Wuzhou's palm was the standard weapon of the Xilin Army!

It turned out that this young man was from Xilin! Before Huo Xiaotian could express his joy, he recognized the third prince trapped in the "Wishful Ring", and his heart trembled: "Not good!"

At this moment, the other four sixth-grade soul martial masters let out horrifying screams and were cut into a ball of blood mist.

Within a radius of ten meters, all houses were razed to the ground, leaving nothing but dust and smoke accompanying the endless torrent of the "Ruyi Ring".

Zu Dali was like a wild dragon approaching Zuo Wuzhou, and was about to kill Zuo Wuzhou, who was completely immersed in enlightenment. Huo Xiaotian stabbed Zuo Wuzhou diagonally and transformed into a rainbow to kill the general, intercepting Zu Dali in one fell swoop!

Zu Dali was filled with resentment, knowing that with Huo Xiaotian's presence, it would be impossible to kill someone in time to save the third prince. He hurriedly waved his hand in an attempt to rescue the third prince.

Huo Xiaotian here had already seen that Zuo Wuzhou was overdrawing, and he also took action to rescue Zuo Wuzhou.

Unexpectedly, when the two of them moved and touched the range of the "Wishful Ring", their expressions were shocked!

"Super soul combat skills!"
Chapter completed!