Chapter 195 Original Soul Skill - Death Hanging

On Haotian Square, the heavenly soul random selector starts immediately, and four sets of data scroll at the same time!

After a few seconds, the rolling data stopped abruptly.

Lu Shuo VS Prisoner

Ling Siyu VS Guiluo

"Okay, the two teams of star soul masters have been selected for the duel. Then, next is our exciting fighting moment. Schiller won't talk nonsense here. Now there are two star soul masters from our first group to compete on the stage."

The first fight was naturally our Lu Shuo and the prisoner. Without saying much, Lu Shuo went straight to the center of the square.

Soon, the two had arrived at the center of the square.

The prisoner was still cold, expressionless, covered his whole body in a gray robe, and his lifeless eyes stared at Lu Shuo.

The prisoner was staring at Lu Shuo, and of course was also looking at the prisoner, but Lu Shuo was surprised to find that he could not get any information from the prisoner at all. His lifeless breath, gray eyes, slightly frowned. Lu Shuo smiled faintly, "I stared at you very early. You are very powerful and honored to fight with you. !"

After saying that, Lu Shuo immediately made a gesture of courtesy.

The prisoner was still expressionless, and then said lightly, "For me, only a battle can really reflect the reason for my existence, so there is no need to say more, everything is in the battle."

The first time he talked to the prisoner, Lu Shuo didn't expect that he would say such a sentence. Only fighting can reflect the reason for his existence, what a far-fetched and sad reason. At this moment, Lu Shuo suddenly felt that the teenager of his age seemed to have an unspeakable sadness. In order to find a reason for this sadness, he found a fight.

"You are wrong. Fighting can't prove the reason for our existence. People are human because they are thoughtful. People must have a meaning and a purpose. If a person lives, he must have his own goals and dreams. Otherwise, people don't care about existence or non-existence; people don't care about happiness or pain; love or hate; it doesn't matter whether ideals or not, and spirits are not. Even if we fight, we are fighting for a certain purpose. Only for this goal can we feel the meaning of life.

The prisoner locked his eyebrows slightly. Since birth, the prisoner has been asking himself, what on earth do I exist for and survive? Every time I ask myself this question, I can't find the answer. Until he was five years old, until the day his star soul awakened, he found a reason for his existence. He existed in order to fight with the world. This is the only reason why he finds himself in this world, and for this reason, he has such strong strength.

It can be said that in the prisoner's life, no one told him the meaning of life. The reason for existence is only endless deception and hypocritical use, while Lu Shuo's words slightly touched the prisoner's heart.

When he was puzzled, Schiller's voice sounded, "Guys, the first battle of the four-A battle is now officially starting..."

As soon as the voice fell, it was almost natural, and Lu Shuo and the prisoner's star soul were released at the same time.

A two-meter-long black sickle instantly appeared in the prisoner's right hand, shining with a sharp light. The blade was covered with terrible magic lines, the head of the sickle, and the black ferocious skull head appeared.

The prisoner's whole body released a black airflow, like a black flame from hell. A small skeleton image appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. There was an image of a flame around the skeleton image, which looked like a unique sign of death. Short gray hair, cold expression, dark gray eyes reveal an indescribable breath, coupled with his gray robe, the prisoner at this time is like a real death.

Lu Shuo did not see the prisoner release the star soul once, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help trembling. The breath of death released by the prisoner really made him a little uncomfortable.

The next second after the release of the star soul, the prisoner immediately returned to the state of battle.

He gave Lu Shuo a cold look, "I'd like to see if it's right or right."

"Okay, let's prove it with strength!"

Suddenly, the imperial pressure and the withering of death spread from the two people at the same time, feeling the imperial pressure released by Lu Shuo, and the prisoner was shocked.

The prisoner is still very clear about the exclusive ability of this star soul. He knows that this ability can only be possessed by the star soul that surpasses the top star soul, just like his ancient top star soul, but Lu Shuo's star soul is obviously only a low-level star soul. How can it be accompanied by this strong ability?

For a while, the prisoner was a little unbelievable. But the battle has begun, and he has no time to think about it.

In Lu Shuo's hands, the fangs of the advanced soul weapon demon have appeared. Then it suddenly burst out and attacked the prisoner.

The prisoner's gray pupils contracted slightly and did not move, but silently waited for the arrival of Lu Shuo. The next moment, in his right hand, a huge black sickle waved towards Lu Shuo.

Bum! Bang

The devil's fangs collided with the sickle of death, and the prisoner did not move at all, while Lu Shuo was directly shaken away more than four meters away, and a burst of qi and blood in his body kept churning.

"What a powerful force!" Lu Shuo said secretly.

The soul power level of the prisoner is already higher than Lu Shuo. The 42-star soul sect has a qualitative difference from Lu Shuo in terms of soul power level. In addition, the death sickle of the prisoner with ancient holy weapons seems to be inevitable that Lu Shuo will suffer losses for the first time.

"Although I don't know why your star soul will release the ability to surpass the top star soul, the absolute gap in strength is irreparable by you, and you can't win me at all." The prisoner said lightly that along the way at the Heavenly Soul Conference, the prisoner did not meet any opponent who could completely compete with him. In his opinion, it was the same this time.

"Real?" Lu Shuo still has a slight smile, but it contains strong self-confidence.

"Don't say anything too absolutely, and don't underestimate anyone!"

"The first soul skill, purple soul entanglement, launch!" As soon as the words fell, Lu Shuo immediately launched his first soul skill.

Because Lu Shuo is not far from the prisoner at this time, as a range of soul skills, the purple soul entanglement has fully exerted its strengths.

Within two meters of the prisoner's body, the wisteria strips of wisteria rose one after another, all wrapped around him.

The prisoner still did not move, without any expression, but a bright light flashed in his eyes. Then, he immediately raised the huge death sickle in his hand and kept waving it. Suddenly, an amazing scene appeared. The two-meter-long black sickle seemed to have no weight in the prisoner's right hand. Shadows kept flashing, carrying dazzling black light. In the air, the breath of death seemed to be compressed, as sharp as a blade, and began to rotate around Lu Shuo's body. At first glance, it looks like countless black sharp blades rotating at high speed around the prisoner.

Then, all the wisteria around the prisoners were crushed into powder, leaving no trace.

Lu Shuo hummed and couldn't help taking a step back. The star soul and the host are one.

"What is this?" He was shocked.

In a moment, all the wisteria that burst had been crushed into powder. The prisoner was not hurt at all, and the cold expression looked a little scary. Therefore, with the bursting of the wisteria, the black airflow rotating around the prisoner also dissipated.

Lu Shuo clenched the devil's fangs and did not immediately attack the prisoner. The prisoner's strength was far beyond his imagination, and he needed to think about it in the long run.

"Can you tell me how you did it just now?" Lu Shuo tried to ask.

"This is my original soul skill, called death hanging!"

"Innovational soul skills? Death hanging?" Lu Shuo felt awe of heart. How could Lu Shuo not know the original soul skill? Don't forget that Lu Shuo also has his own original soul skill Purple Soul Silver Prison Kill. But he also knows the difficulty of original soul skills. At the beginning, the reason why Lu Shuo created original soul skills was that he had to study original soul skills in an absolutely dangerous situation. In a sense, the strength of the original soul skills has a lot to do with your own potential, and this potential must be It will only show when it endangers your life. Prisoners can create such powerful soul skills, and the difficulties and obstacles they experience are probably not what ordinary people can experience.

"I really admire you. I have to say that you are really a genius among perverts. If possible, I would like to make friends with you!" Lu Shuo smiled and said that at this moment, he was not only full of appreciation for the prisoners, but also a sincere admiration.

However, when Lu Shuo mentioned the word friend, the prisoner smiled contemptuously, "Ha ha, my friend, I never believe that there are real friends in the world. I have always believed that my only friend is myself. Except myself, everyone in the world is my enemy, so I work hard. To improve my strength, I believe that one day, I will trample everyone under my feet and stand at the peak of the world. So, I don't need any friends at all."

Lu Shuo frowned again. Did the teenager in front of him think so that he was as related to his miserable childhood as Yu Wenlin, or because his nature was a true cold-blooded person? I can't figure it out.

Then, the prisoner turned around and said, "However, even if you are my friend, why do you make friends with me?" There is no arrogance at all, and the coldness is full of a trace of contempt.

Lu Shuo laughed, "Okay! If he is really a person with personality, then I'll let you see why I make friends with you?

The prisoner snorted coldly, "I'm over my ability. After saying so much nonsense, it's time to end you!"