Chapter 212 Bloody Battle in the Royal Palace 2
Only a series of slight collision sounds were heard, and those silver needles hit the target accurately, firmly intercepting several golden chrysanthemum petals in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, with a subtle burst of sound, the golden chrysanthemum petals were instantly blown into countless tiny fragments, falling like golden powder, and finally fell gently to the ground.
"Oh? Interesting!"
Seeing that his attack was blocked so easily, Ju Douluo couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and an interesting smile appeared on his face.
His sharp eyes slowly turned to Tang San who was not far away, looking up and down at this young man who seemed ordinary but was hiding something secret.
"I didn't expect that a eunuch like you could have such a method. However, this does not change the outcome that you will be killed soon!"
Hearing such contemptuous and insulting words from Ju Douluo's mouth, Tang San couldn't help but frown.
An extremely cold light flashed in his eyes, like two sharp swords stabbing directly at Ju Douluo opposite him.
Since the unfortunate incident that resulted in the loss of his second brother, he has become extremely sensitive and concerned about other people's opinions on the matter.
However, in the past, relying on his noble status and strong strength, people around him would never dare to mention this matter in front of him easily even if they had something in mind.
Not to mention blatant ridicule and ridicule like this.
But now, when he had just encountered the person from Wuhun Palace, the other person had no scruples in rubbing salt into his wounds. This undoubtedly completely aroused the long-suppressed anger deep in Tang San's heart.
It seems that the other party has become impatient with life!
Tang San's eyes suddenly sank, and his originally clear and bright eyes were now like a bottomless pool, revealing a chilling bloodthirsty murderous intent.
He clenched his fists tightly, and due to excessive force, his knuckles made a crackling sound, and the joints all over his body began to creak due to extreme anger.
This time, he will never allow anyone to trample on his dignity!
Tang San's move made Ju Douluo's eyes suddenly narrow, with a strong hint of teasing flashing in his eyes.
"What? You just said a few words to you and you became angry? Eunuchs are eunuchs. Even if you break through the title Douluo, it won't make a difference. I advise you to just accept your fate!"
"Hmph! Compared to a sissy like you, I'm still more of a man!"
After saying that, Tang San directly activated his hundred thousand year soul skill.
"The ninth soul skill, the soul of the Blue Silver Shura King!"
Following his roar, the seemingly ordinary bluesilver grass around him suddenly began to intertwine and entangle with each other quickly, as if pulled by some mysterious force, and finally successfully combined. It became an extremely large humanoid King Kong.
Look at this giant, its body is more than tens of feet tall, and it is as daunting as a towering mountain.
What's even more astonishing is that this giant actually has six thick and powerful arms, and on each palm, he tightly holds a huge sword with cold light and blood.
These broadswords showed a strange dark red color all over, and there was a faint and extremely strong bloody smell on the blades, as if they had just been fished out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
At the same time, the giant transformed from bluesilver grass also continuously released bursts of terrifying aura that made people's hearts beat.
This aura swept away in all directions like a turbulent wave, causing the expressions of those watching around to change greatly. They all subconsciously stepped back, fearing that they would be affected by this terrifying pressure.
"What is this?"
"What a powerful pressure! Is this a hundred thousand year soul skill?"
"Didn't he just get promoted to Titled Douluo? How could he have such terrifying strength?"
"I wonder if the two elders can capture him?"
Sighing, everyone onlookers immediately removed the encirclement, hid in the distance, and watched what happened.
Because they know that this battle is no longer within their scope.
As long as Ju and Ghost Douluo can take down Tang San, then Emperor Xue Ye will be the meat and potatoes on the chopping board. Even if they withdraw the siege at this time, the other party cannot escape!
At this time, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other with a bit of shock in their eyes.
They didn't expect that Tang San would grow so fast!
Judging from Tang San's burst of aura just now, the opponent's soul power level is definitely higher than theirs!
You know, they are level 95 super Douluo!
How could a half-grown boy surpass them in soul power level?
If such a person is left alone, he will sooner or later become a serious problem for Wuhun Palace.
Not to mention, they are already life-and-death enemies!
Thinking of this, Ju Douluo immediately said sharply: "Old ghost, don't hold back. Let's go together and kill this kid!"
"Okay!"
"The ninth soul skill, the chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, the flowers fall and people are heartbroken!"
Along with Ju Douluo's roar full of murderous intent and grief and anger, the strange velvet giant chrysanthemum behind him instantly burst into dazzling golden light.
Immediately afterwards, the entire strangely velvet giant chrysanthemum suddenly shattered like porcelain.
Every petal seems to be alive, flying and spinning rapidly in the air.
They shimmered with cold light, like extremely sharp crescent blades, intertwined with each other, forming a huge golden tornado dozens of meters in diameter.
This terrifying force roared towards King Shura ahead with unparalleled power.
At the same time, Ghost Douluo on the side also displayed his ninth soul skill - Regional Sprite!
He waved his hands violently, and a black soul power surged out of his body.
These soul powers quickly condensed into huge black shadow hands, and the number was simply staggering.
These shadowy hands bared their teeth and claws and rushed towards King Shura, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces completely.
Facing such a fierce offensive, Tang San showed no sign of fear.
He stared firmly ahead, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.
Following his control, King Shura exuded a layer of blood-red light, like a demon god descending into the world.
King Shura took steady and powerful steps and rushed towards the two powerful soul skills without flinching.
In an instant, there were deafening crashes.
The shock wave generated by the collision of the three soul skills raged around, and all the onlookers were knocked to the ground in a miserable state!
When the dust cleared, everyone looked at the battlefield in shock, eager to know the outcome of the battle.
I saw that the clothes on Ju and Ghost Douluo had been torn, and there were blood marks all over their bodies, which looked shocking.
On the other hand, Tang San, although he was also covered in mess, was not injured at all.
It's just that his face is a little pale.
It seems that he is slightly better!
"Good boy, it seems that you still have some abilities. However, with your current soul power, can you still perform the soul skills just now?"
Ju Douluo's tone was full of sarcasm.
Because, before this, they had long understood Tang San's situation, and knew that Yang Ziyuan's soul ability was possessed by him, and their own soul power was always only 10%!
As for the hundred thousand year soul skill just now, although its power is astonishing, its consumption is not ordinary.
After this battle, he didn't believe that the other party still had extra soul power to use a hundred thousand year soul skill again!
(End of chapter)