Douluo, please call me the dean

Jia Xing's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were fixed on Wang Jian, and his voice was cold.

"Since you want to..., why don't I agree?"

"Hum!"

The intense fluctuation of soul power makes the air tremble, and the harsh hum rippling in the small courtyard makes the onlookers change color.

"Father

Jarvis's face suddenly changed and he called to Jia Xing.

"Go away!"

Jia Xing's eyebrows were filled with anger, and five dazzling soul rings appeared at his feet!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!

The emergence of the soul ring layer after layer, and in the end, it is the black symbol of the soul ring for thousands of years.

Five circles of soul rings rose from the soles of Jia Xing's feet, and the characteristics of martial spirit attached to Jia Xing's body gradually showed up. His body was gradually covered by white feathers, with a pair of wings spread out behind him, and from below his thighs, it seemed to become slender, just like a white crane standing on the water.

"Back up!"

Hu Yannian cried in a deep voice. His worries were all written on his face. While he was protecting Xu Yu and the two father and son beside him stepped back, he was paying attention to the movement on the field.

And Wang Jian also completed the call of martial spirit in an instant. With the ruler in his hand, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light. Four strange color soul rings surround his body.

"Slash!"

Now that Jia Xing had come down, Wang Jian didn't hesitate at all, so he shot quickly.

The ruler is drawn down in the void. The white soul power seems to divide the space in front of you into two parts. The surging and dazzling power makes it difficult to look directly at you.

Jia Xing felt the threat of this force. Although he was still surprised by the color of Wang Jian's soul ring, he had to put those thoughts down for a moment and concentrate on the attack in front of him.

"Close the wings!"

Jia Xing's back wings are agitating, and his body has left the ground at the moment, but with the attack of Wang Jian, his second soul ring is also lit up, and his back wings suddenly close forward.

The white wings closed and crossed in front of him, and a thin shield appeared.

"There should be no problem."

Jia Xing thought that although the normal soul king must have the absolute advantage over the soul sect, Wang Jian is not like the normal soul sect, especially the color of the soul ring is not proportional to the power of the soul ring!

"Bang!"

The white pitching and the shield were installed together and made a dull sound. Jia Xing's face changed slightly and his figure seemed to step back. The power of this soul skill seemed to be beyond his imagination.

And, at the moment, his body was strangely stiff, and it became difficult to move.

And this is the second soul skill of Wang Jian - the effect of vertical split is stiff!

Just when Jia Xing was stunned, Wang Jian had already rushed up. When he dived to Jia Xing, his fourth soul ring suddenly lit up at this moment.

Wang Jian's face was calm and terrible. He knew that he had to make a quick decision when he was in the first place. If he was competing for soul power, he could not be Jia Xing's opponent, so he knew that he had to make a quick decision and master the rhythm of the battle.

Jia Xing's martial spirit is white crane. This kind of martial spirit has a natural advantage for most martial spirits, that is to have the ability to fly!

If Jia Xing can successfully launch, his chances of victory will be reduced. The only way to deal with it is to expose the existence of angel dance. However, exposing angel dance in front of people in the martial spirit hall is not a correct choice.

The fourth soul skill -- draw a dungeon!

The wings behind Jia Xing's stiff body also stopped agitating, so Jia Xing, who had just jumped into the air, was falling in a slightly funny posture.

Just at the moment when the rigid state of the second soul skill disappeared, Wang Jian's fourth soul skill was set on Jia Xing at the same time.

The golden transparent wall surrounds Jia Xing's body. Jia Xing wants to break through, but is stopped by the weak people around him.

At the moment, Wang Jian had rushed to Jia Xing, and the bound Jia Xing couldn't spread his wings at all, but the ruler twinkling with the white light was twinkling on Wang Jian's hand.

"Iron rain!"

Jia Xing, who was in trouble, was not willing to fail. What's more, there were so many people around him. A soul king was defeated by a soul sect in an instant. How ridiculous!!

And even so, the eyes of the people around also flicker with disbelief, a soul clan is pressing a soul king to fight, who can imagine before that?!

Jia Xing's face was gloomy. The white wings behind him suddenly flashed like hard steel, and then interlaced with the surrounding light curtain.

"Creak, creak!"

The hard wings interlaced with the weak light curtain, but they made an obscure and harsh sound. The weak light curtain was so rigid that Jia Xing's wings were deformed in the contest.

"Row!"

The ruler with heavy soul power waved mercilessly in Wang Jian's hand. Seeing that it was about to hit Jia Xing, it was blocked by the sudden wings.

"Ding!"

Wang Jianxin was shocked by the sound of gold and iron. He looked at Jia Xing's twisted wings and admired them.

Just at this time, the power of the fourth soul skill began to fade, and the light curtain broke into little photons in an instant.

Jia Xing is free!

After the fusion of martial arts and spirits, the wings are equivalent to a part of Jia Xing's body. The pain from the wings is clear and profound, which is called unforgettable feeling.

However, at the moment of liberation, he still endured the pain and ascended into the sky, because he knew that as long as he could ascend into the sky, he would be almost invincible.

But strangely, Wang Jian is not so worried now.

He looked at Jia Xing in the sky and drew a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

In the past, only airplanes were used to deal with airplanes, but now we can deal with airplanes in a different way, which is called

"Missile!"

Wang Jian seems to be mumbling to himself, but the third soul ring lights up, which makes Jia Xing in the air feel tight. He always has a bad feeling.

"Whew!"

Wang Jian throws the ruler in his hand. It seems that the ruler flies to the air as if he has a spirit. It doesn't seem to be fast either.

Jia Xing breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was just like this. When the ruler was about to hit him, he dodged gently, and then looked at the sword below.

Now his soul skills have entered the cooldown.

But when he looked down, he found that the soul master of the martial spirit hall was a little frightened. They pointed to their own direction and cried out: "your eminence, behind! Behind

Back?

Jia Xing was slightly stunned, then his face changed, but then the pain came from behind.

"Ah

Jia Xing's back wings suddenly, his whole body is about to fall, but he clenched his teeth to control the wings and let himself fall to the ground slowly.

The power of Wang Jian's third soul skill is not strong, which is why Wang Jian didn't consider using the third soul skill to deal with it before. However, after Jia Xing's wings were injured, the effect of the third soul skill was magnified infinitely!

Wang Jian flew to Jia Xing's body and put his cold body on his neck.

"Monseigneur, you are defeated!"