Chapter 198: How could the grass mustard and the mayfly know that Hui Shuo
Wang Quan Wumu was shocked and retreated repeatedly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was solemn. Sure enough, the death-defying counterattack of the powerful Titled Douluo really lived up to his reputation.
Qianjun Douluo also felt uncomfortable, his face was pale, his breath was disordered, and he looked like a beggar, in a miserable state.
"I didn't expect you to be so tyrannical, but you will definitely die today." Qianjun Douluo said through gritted teeth.
Wang Quan Wumu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "It is still unclear who will win."
Today Qianjun Douluo's strength has surpassed level ninety-eight, mainly because of his death-defying counterattack.
Burning his martial soul, even if he wins this battle, he will definitely die, which is enough to show how terrifying the title Douluo's deathbed counterattack is.
Wang Quan Wumu said calmly: "Burn your own martial spirit. Even if the battle is over, you will definitely die today. Why bother."
"Kill my brother and destroy my martial spirit. Even if you die, I will let you be buried with you!”
“Well, you know, what you are doing is just shaking the tree.”
"Crazy!"
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, thunder clouds rolled, and the ninth soul ring on Qianjun Douluo also quietly lit up at this moment.
The blood-red eyes reflected endless coldness, and he yelled with all his strength: "Wang Quan Wumu, if you die in my ninth soul skill, your genius life will not be in vain!"
"The ninth soul skill, Coiling Dragon Shocking Staff!!!"
I saw a blue Coiling Dragon Staff that was a hundred meters long suddenly poked its head out from the clouds , with a devastating attitude, he hit Wang Quan Wumu beneath him without any courtesy.
The sound of the sonic boom was deafening, and the strong sense of oppression made Ning Fengzhi tremble even though he was a thousand meters away. He did not expect that Qianjun Douluo would explode with such terrifying soul power before he died.
Faced with the 100-meter-long blue dragon stick that came over like a mountain, a look of disdain flashed in Wang Quan Wumu's eyes, but he did not flinch at all, but instead felt an unyielding feeling. Fighting spirit.
Wang Quan Wumu held the sword in his hand tightly, his soul power surging crazily throughout his body. He raised his sword intent to the extreme, preparing to receive this fatal blow.
The blue coiled dragon stick is getting closer and closer with the aura of destroying everything, and the strong sense of oppression makes the surrounding air seem to solidify.
Just when the Coiling Dragon Staff was about to fall, Wang Quan Wumu shouted loudly, leaping up like electricity, the long sword in his hand bursting with bright light, and a huge sword energy rose into the sky to greet him. Toward the blue coiled dragon stick.
"Boom!"
The huge impact sound shook the world, and powerful energy fluctuations spread to all directions, and the surrounding rocks and trees were destroyed instantly.
Qianjun Douluo was at the end of his strength at this time. He used this final blow and almost exhausted all his soul power.
But he was unwilling to fail like this. He stared at Wang Quan Wumu with resentment in his eyes.
Wang Quan Wumu stabilized his figure, wiped the dust from his face, and raised his sword again.
"Qianjun Douluo, your era is over." Wang Quan Wumu said coldly.
Qianjun Douluo's eyes widened angrily, "Boy, don't be proud, even if I die, I won't make it easy for you."
After saying that, Qianjun Douluo once again gathered the remaining of soul power, preparing to launch the final blow. But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath suddenly became weak.
It turned out that Qianjun Douluo had been fatally injured in the collision just now. He forcibly gathered his soul power, which aggravated the injury and could no longer sustain it.
Wang Quan Wumu looked at the crumbling Qianjun Douluo and felt helpless. If they had not come here, such a thing would not have happened.
Qianjun Douluo spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood again. He looked particularly embarrassed. He was somewhat unwilling to believe that he would lose to a junior like Wang Quan Wumu. "A complete defeat!"
Qianjun Douluo climbed up from the ground with difficulty and spat out a mouthful of red blood again, "Why, why are you so powerful!"
"You are not qualified to know."
"You..."
Qianjun Douluo frowned and glared, and used all his strength to kill Wang Quan Wumu in front of him, "Even if it means death, I will die with you!!!"
"Noisy." Wang Quan Wumu raised his right hand, and a blood-red beam flashed on his fingertips. The soul power in his body surged and condensed on his fingertips.
The beam of light in Wang Quan Wumu's hand gradually expanded, flicked out, and landed on Qianjun Douluo's eyebrows. The hero of a generation died!
Looking at the corpses in front of him, Wang Quan Wumu put away the soul guides of the two people, burned them with fire, and then turned around and left here without looking back.
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Wuhun City.
The worship hall.
The worshipers sitting on the chairs suddenly opened their eyes, looking at the broken soul jade slips in front of them, with a look of horror on their faces.
Golden Crocodile Douluo also stood up, and said with some fear: "The two brothers Qianjun Subdued the Demon are actually dead...!"
The other worshipers in the Wuhun Palace stood up and looked at each other. There was a hint of deep anger in it. "Who dares to kill the Titled Douluo of my Spirit Hall?"
Their voices are deep and majestic, echoing in the worship hall, making people feel awe.
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked solemn, "This matter is no small matter. The two Douluo Qianjun Conquering Demons are extraordinary in strength. The person who can kill them must be an extremely powerful being."
Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and then said: "Send the order and investigate this matter thoroughly. I want to see who has the courage to be an enemy of my Spirit Hall."
Lion Douluo followed the order and left, leaving them alone in the worship hall. At this moment, staring at the broken soul jade slip, a strong uneasiness surged in his heart.
The Wuhun Palace has always been in a dominant position on the mainland, but now someone dares to challenge their authority. This is something he will never tolerate.
"Second worshipper, do you need to tell... this matter to the first worshipper?"
Qingluan Douluo walked over and asked in a low voice.
Because of the seriousness of this matter, if there is no big priest to uphold justice, I am afraid the consequences will be even more disastrous.
"No." Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned and said: "The Great Enshrinement is currently at a critical moment, no one is allowed to disturb him."
Qingluan Douluo nodded slightly, his expression ambiguous. Also full of solemnity.
"Then how should this matter be handled? The death of the two Douluo Qianjun Jiangmo will definitely cause an uproar in the Wuhun Palace. If it is not resolved properly, something may happen."
Golden Crocodile Douluo pondered for a moment, He said in a deep voice: "Seal the news first to prevent this matter from spreading within Wuhun Palace. At the same time, send experts to investigate secretly and be sure to find the murderer."
(End of Chapter)