Chapter 45 The nine Extreme Douluo are coming one by one, it’s time to clear the place! [Seeking for further reading]
[I have something to do with Xueer, I’m just suppressing him, not killing him]
boom! ! !
Before the words could even be finished, the next moment, a depressing atmosphere burst out from everywhere!
A crack suddenly opened in the space around Qin Zheng.
Gusts of cold wind came from the cracks, causing the temperature in the palace, which was already cold from the heavy rain, to drop even further.
Pfft——
In an instant, a pair of palms exuding dark yin energy suddenly poked out of the crack and grabbed directly into the Coiling Dragon Stick.
"It's ridiculous." Seeing this, Qianjun Douluo sneered, "Even if I, the pinnacle Douluo, don't have a blessed weapon soul avatar, I can't say that I can't even use the martial soul to display the eighth soul skill even if it's a big offering. , can be hard..."
His confident words suddenly stopped, and then his eyes widened!
Because in his eyes, the Coiling Dragon Stick that originally fell towards Qin Zheng with irresistible force really stopped like this.
The moment his hands fell, they stopped and couldn't move!
“How is that possible?!”
Qianjun Douluo, who controlled the Coiling Dragon Staff, was shocked when he saw this scene. All the remaining soul power in his body exploded, and he wanted to move a step and kill Qin Zheng.
However, no!
His attack was not far in front of Qin Zheng, very close at hand!
But just such a distance is like a natural chasm, making the Coiling Dragon Stick stand still in place, unable to take even one step forward.
"Who...is this person coming!?"
At this moment, the whole place was in an uproar.
Not only the four Soul Douluo elders and Qian Renxue present were shocked by this scene, but also the other three Soul Douluo titled Douluo standing in the sky suddenly changed their expressions when they saw this scene.
"Not good! Things have changed!"
"Everyone takes action and kill Qin Zheng!"
"The seventh soul skill, weapon soul true body, activate!"
Demon-Conquering Douluo was the first to react, and then directly activated his seventh soul skill.
However, before he took action, the space next to him began to shatter like the one beside Qin Zheng, and then a hoarse voice came out.
"The king is here."
"You dare to kill His Majesty in front of me?"
Hearing this, Demon-Conquering Douluo and the other two titled Douluo were shocked. He suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke.
"not good!"
"This Qin Zheng's subordinate is definitely not a titled Douluo. Guang Ling's perception is wrong!"
"Rescuing Qianjun, only my martial souls and I can work together to kill the two titles instantly..."
boom--
However, before he could finish his words, a pitch-black fist filled with cold evil energy appeared in front of him out of thin air.
That kind of momentum is too terrifying!
Even in the Wuhun Palace, Demon-Conquering Douluo, one of the pinnacle Douluo, also had a solemn face at this moment and did not dare to neglect.
He was running the soul power in his body crazily, the dragon-coiling stick in his hand was shining, and the powerful soul power was flowing, releasing bright rays of light.
"Give it to me, smash it!"
Demon-Conquering Douluo scolded angrily and swung the Coiling Dragon Stick fiercely.
The terrifying stick wind suddenly flowed like mercury, containing peerless edge, and suddenly met the terrifying black fist that suddenly appeared.
Boom!
A shocking collision, terrifying soul power raged, and the whole world suddenly lit up, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes, otherwise the dazzling light would be enough to blind them.
Bang!
The next moment, a figure flew out upside down, staining the sky with blood...
It's the Demon-Conquering Douluo!
His injuries were too serious, his eyes were full of fear, and the Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand had fallen to nowhere.
It was just a moment of fighting, and even though he was a peak Douluo, it was useless. He instantly fell into a disadvantage, was seriously injured, and had to fly backwards, vomiting blood!
"It's a pity that His Majesty said he wanted to play with you."
"Otherwise, you won't be able to take this punch."
In the void, the gloomy and oppressive aura resounded again.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a figure appearing at the crack where the space was shattered.
The man has a short face and a broad mouth, wears a crown and robe, and holds a wat in his left hand.
Yama in the underworld, the second palace, the King of Chujiang!
After he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Demon-Conquering Douluo.
"But it doesn't matter. You were the most impudent in front of His Majesty before."
"So, you better kneel down, it will please His Majesty!"
He reached out with one hand, placed it on Demon-Conquering Douluo's shoulder, and pressed down hard.
Yin Qi exploded instantly, and endless pressure was revealed on the spot.
Bang!
Demon-Conquering Douluo was unable to resist at all. His knees gave out and he knelt down directly, spitting out blood!
The peak level ninety-six Douluo knelt down like a dog without any dignity at all! At this moment, everyone in the audience was shocked!
【……】
"What a terrifying power. Just one punch can seriously injure the Demon-Conquering Douluo."
"This guy is probably at least level ninety-eight!"
"It's just that why have we never seen a peerless Douluo at level ninety-eight?"
As soon as the movement came out, the two titled Douluo, Arkfish and Snake Spear, who were standing nearby and had not had time to start fighting, had serious eyes.
Immediately, they looked at Qianjun Douluo, whose martial spirit was restrained and unable to move, and then at Demon-Conquering Douluo, who was seriously injured by a punch, with a hint of hatred flashing in their eyes.
"I told you not to come. Qin Zheng is not dangerous to the young master, but these two idiots still said they would come. Forget it, they are still so arrogant."
"I was tricked by these two guys this time!"
At this moment, both of their titled Douluo had no intention of fighting.
The dignified ninety-sixth level pinnacle Douluo Jiang Mo and Qian Jun both fell directly.
How can these two people at level 92 and 93 fight?
Hit him on the head?
"I will not waste my time."
"You want to fight with me and then kneel down."
"Or should you just kneel down?"
Suddenly, a sinister voice lingered in the ears of Snake Spear and Porpoise Douluo.
Their scalps were numb, and they immediately stared at each other. The next moment, their eyes widened, and they even stopped breathing for half a minute.
In their eyes, at some point, another figure came over.
This man was much prettier than the King of Chu Jiang, with a fair face, a crown on his head, and sachets hanging from his sides to protect his ears. He looked at them with a smile on his face, but his aura was not weak at all.
Yama in the underworld, five halls, King Yama!
“Another peerless Douluo who is at least level ninety-eight!?”
"This is number two!"
【……】
"King Yama, why are you wasting your time with them?" At this time, the man with a frown and a wat in his hands said, "Your Majesty has a life, just cripple him."
After a pause, he glanced outside with a nonchalant gaze, "Speaking of which, who is going to deal with that little mouse?"
The little mouse he was talking about was Guang Ling who was hiding not far away and was preparing to shoot a hidden arrow.
And he is one of the Yamas in the underworld, in charge of the three palaces, the Song Emperor!
"I'll go." King Wu Guan frowned and stared, with ears and long mane, wearing a square crown and robe, holding a rosary in front of his knees with his left hand, and said calmly at this time.
"If I don't take action, I'm afraid I'll be wiped out by you all."
The fourth palace is Yama, the official king!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure dissipated instantly and turned into a cold black mist, moving away along the rain and mist.
"Fourth place!"
"Four peerless Douluo!!"
Seeing them discussing indifferently, as if even the strongest titled Douluo in the Douluo World was just a commodity for trading, they looked down upon them.
The eyes of the two titled Douluo, Snake Spear and Guillotine, were trembling at this moment.
However, what shocked them was far more than that.
Creak——
In the field, the hands that were originally restraining Qianjun Douluo's martial soul coiling dragon staff suddenly emitted a cold sound.
"That's wrong, it's not just four people."
"Including me, five more!"
Then, the crack in the space faintly receded, revealing a figure.
The man raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, but he had a battle helmet on his head, wore lead armor, had a girdle around his waist, leather boots on his feet, and his hands clasped in front of his chest.
Yama in the underworld, six palaces, King Bian Cheng!
As soon as he came out, he looked at Qianjun Douluo, whose hands were glowing with blue light and whose eyes were frightened, and he frowned and said.
"This piece of garbage deserves to be called a stick?"
"I haven't even reached half of the power of the Sea-Dinging Divine Needle, yet I dare to show off in front of His Majesty."
"Oh--"
"Give it to me, break it!"
After finishing his words, he exerted slight force on his palms.
Crunch——
(End of chapter)