"Level 82-level strong attack system Contra!"

Yang Wudi held two feet of spear in his hand. The spear was dark all over, and it shone with a cold luster. It was as thick as an adult's arms, two yellow, two purple, four black, and eight best matching soul rings appeared on the gun bar.

The murderous intent was suddenly released without any concealment.

The other tribe leaders had a solemn expression. They knew very well that Yang Wudi had already planned to use all his strength and would inevitably divide the life and death.

"Level 75th-level strong attack soul saint."

Lin Langtian curled his lips and did not summon the martial soul of the Canhuo Taidao, but instead emitted evil black aura all over his body. The four souls surrounded him with rhythmic movements, black, black, black, and dark red.

Even Yang Wudi was stunned when he heard Lin Langtian's soul power level.

The Soul Saint who is less than twenty years old has never appeared in history.

Yang Wudi, who was at the center of his momentum, couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment. He could feel a creepy danger from the soul power released by the other party.

With the spear in hand, Yang Wudi did not attack immediately.

He believed that his soul power was higher and he was full of confidence, so he said coldly: "You can take the move first!"

"No need." Lin Langtian shook his head.

"Ignorance child!"

Yang Wudi stared at Lin Langtian coldly. For him, no matter what his opponent did, it would not affect his mentality. He always held a momentum so that he could use his strongest "break" and be invincible.

Seeing that Lin Langtian didn't take action, he moved.

Her legs bent and straightened! Yang Wudi's whole person ejected out like a sharp arrow, catching a string of afterimages.

Lin Langtian has not moved yet, and there is no need to move.

Before making a move, his "sense and domineering spirit" deduced the process. At this time, even if you close your eyes, you can easily resolve the offensive.

"Hey!!!"

When the spear was swinging, Yang Wudi shouted suddenly and swung it down from the air. The moment the spear tip touched Lin Langtian's head, he seemed to be integrated with the spear.

The powerful momentum that suddenly rose and burst out even surpassed the White Tiger Douluo!

Titan exclaimed and was about to stop it.

He could see that Yang Wudi did not hold back his hand at all and was trying to seek his life without stopping.

But Bai He reached out to stop him and said with a ugly face: "No, look at the old goat's gun, stopping... No, he approached the Holy Son at an extremely slow speed."

Titan and Niu Gao looked slightly slower, and they looked at Bai Crane's prompt.

As expected, the tip of the soul-breaking spear that was breathing black light stopped above Lin Langtian's head, which was less than a centimeter away, but no matter how Yang Wudi activates his soul power, he could not cross this distance.

"What the hell is going on?"

The same question also appeared in Yang Wudi's heart. He knew very well that he had used a lot of power, and this force was also slashing down along the gun body.

However, that short distance is like a heavenly slap.

"I deserve to be the Breaking Clan, I recognize you..." A glimmer flashed in Lin Langtian's eyes. Even though he was hundreds of meters away from the tip of the gun, he still felt like his scalp was numb.

It can be said that in melee battle, Yang Wudi is no less than Baihu Douluo!

However, Lin Langtian was far better than before at this time.

The soul skill is "just at the end of the world" and is the most powerful soul master like Yang Wudi. No matter how powerful you are or how powerful you are, the distance with Lin Langtian is more than 500 meters, and even if you are powerful, you have nowhere to use it!

The soul power in his body was severely consumed, and Lin Langtian couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He is not a rude person.

The soul rings on the spear shone in turn, and layers of black light suddenly burst out from the tip of the spear. Various soul skills were released in turn, but they still could not cause damage to Lin Langtian.

Yang Wudi was very nervous. This was the first time he had encountered such a difficult person.

Without knowing the effect of Lin Lang's soul skill, the soul master could only fall into a dilemma of being unable to advance or retreat.

"In just a few dozen seconds, I consumed 10% of my soul power..." Lin Langtian snorted coldly, unwilling to get involved with him anymore, removing the soul skill effect on his head.

As soon as he moved his body, he rushed straight towards Yang Wudi.

The strange feeling disappeared, and Yang Wudi was not panicked at all. When he turned his body, the Soul-Breaking Spear also swung back. The fan-shaped attack area forced Lin Langtian to jump into the air.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Wudi made a comeback at a faster speed!

At this time, Lin Langtian was in mid-air. It is common sense that it is difficult to avoid the spear that is as fast as lightning. His fate will be to be pierced through his chest, either dead or severely injured!

One draw, one swing, and one stab, showing a tragic move full of attack desire.

He rarely uses soul skills, and he really doesn't need to add icing on the cake.

If you become his enemy, you may be shot to death before you can release your soul skills.

Lin Langtian's soul power shook and fell to the ground quickly. The spear tip also fell down with him, still aiming at his chest.

Puchi!!!

A scene that shocked everyone appeared, and Lin Langtian even went to meet him without dodging.

A shot penetrated the shoulder and poked a big hole.

Before everyone could scream, Lin Langtian had already rushed forward and instantly arrived in front of Yang Wudi. A scene that unexpectedly hit Yang Wudi almost at the same time, he punched Yang Wudi's chest.

Lin Langtian exchanged serious injuries for the other party's death.

The battlefield between the two was covered in blood, and such a tragic scene made everyone lose their minds.

Yang Wudi lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the arms that were passing through his heart, and showed a look of fear on his face, and murmured: "Let go, let go of my tribe members..."

Yang Wudi never expected that the other party would exchange it with a fatal injury.

At this point, he also knew that the other party must have the means to save his life, but he had no chance of life anymore, because under the bombardment of that punch, his heart had blown to pieces.

Plop!

The Soul-Breaking Spear dissipated, and Yang Wudi fell backwards.

The terrifying injuries on Lin Langtian's shoulder were healing at a rapid speed. He turned his eyes to the patriarch of the three tribes and said coldly: "From today, you will follow me, and you will not blame me for all the past."

"In half a month, I will go to the Pope's house to look for me on standby."

Titan and others have not recovered from their shock.

Yang Wudi, who was just powerful, now became a cold corpse.

Everything happened too suddenly.

Lin Langtian had nothing to regret about this. He was not very enthusiastic about the business forces, just to complete the system tasks. Since Yang Wudi refused to follow, that was the result.

It doesn't matter whether the other three tribes will rebel in the future.

After returning to the hotel unimpeded, Hu Yanzhen had been waiting in the room for a long time. He smelled the faint bloody smell of Lin Langtian's body, and he quickly expressed his loyalty:

"His Son, are they unwilling to cooperate? I am willing to eradicate them for you!"

Lin Langtian glanced at him lightly and nodded, "In half a month, the Destroyed Clan will be erased from the mainland."

"...As for the order!" Hu Yanzhen's pupils contracted and he nodded in his head to take the order.

...

At the end of the month, Lin Langtian rushed back to the Pope's Hall at night.

With clear goals, go straight to the Pope's bedroom.
Chapter completed!