Chapter 51 The Death of Titled Douluo [Please read]
puff! The old man who was not hasty in dodging had his right shoulder shattered in an instant, his right arm raised high, blood pouring out, and the scene was bloody.
Then the ancient silver sword struck directly at the middle-aged man next to him in a roundabout way. The terrifying silver sword light made him tremble with fear, and he had to release his martial soul to middle-aged man raised his hand, and a black hammer appeared in his hand, and then shouted: "The fourth soul skill: Hammer of the Earth!"
The middle-aged man directly released his fourth soul skill and swung the black hammer towards the flying sword light.
As a result, the sword light turned around and shot towards the old man again.
"Ah! You will die today!"
The old man who was ambushed by Wang Xuan and lost his right arm was completely furious. Being mentally prepared, he also released the black hammer of his martial spirit, holding it in his left hand and blasting directly towards the sword.
However, the silver sword light soared directly into the sky, passed over the two of them, and struck directly at the dying 7-year-old white jade dragon-elephant king, killing it completely!
Wang Xuan stood up with his sword in hand, Zhu Xian in hand, and looked indifferently at the two people on the ground holding the Clear Sky Hammer, as if he was looking at two dead people.
At the moment when the two of them thought he was leaving and relaxed their vigilance, he succeeded in a sneak attack with thunderous means. Then, after making unsuccessful attacks in the east and west, he directly killed the White Jade Dragon Elephant King and obtained the 7-year-old White Jade Dragon Elephant King's soul ring absorption right. .
But what Wang Xuan didn't expect was that these two people turned out to be members of the Haotian remembering Tang Hao and Tang Xiao who used his and Dong'er's lives to divert the anger of the ten thousand year spirit beast a few years ago in order to escape the pursuit of the ten thousand year spirit beast, but his arm was cut off by him, he also smiled.
Nowadays, the elders of the Haotian Sect forcefully seize other people's soul rings, and even think about controlling their life and death. They are the first sect in the world, but they can't do more than that!
Now that the White Jade Dragon Elephant King has taken over the soul ring absorption power, Dong'er, who is not strong enough, has also stood on the back of the golden roc bird with him. The two people below can no longer pose a threat to Dong'er, so he has no worries. .
It’s time for a reckoning! "Haotian Sect, do you really think I dare not kill you!?"
The words of panic shook people's hearts like morning bells and evening drums, adding a bit of murderous intent to the starry forest under the bloody sunset.
"Today you must die!"
The old man with a broken arm was furious. He, a dignified elder of the Haotian Sect, was unexpectedly attacked and lost his right arm!
The old man with a broken arm dragged the Clear Sky Hammer forward slowly. A total of nine souls, two yellow, two purple, and five black, surrounded him. The terrifying power from the Titled Douluo swept through him wantonly. He screamed with blood and blood: "Accept the soul from the Titled Douluo." Be angry!”
"The seventh soul skill: Haotian True Body!"
The old man's mouth was filled with blood, and he roared again, and directly launched his seventh soul skill, Wuhun Avatar, to kill the person in front of him and then quickly! The next moment, it became dark behind him, and the terrifying pressure swept quietly. A huge black Haotian Hammer appeared behind him. The blood-stained old man's eyes were full of surging killing intent, and he clung to it. Staring at Wang Xuan, I wanted to tear him to pieces.
"Xiao Jinzi, fly a little higher, be careful not to be affected, protect Dong'er..."
Wang Xuan, who was wearing a ghost mask, had brilliant molten gold flowing from his eyes. He tilted his head slightly and gave a faint warning.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the ghost-faced young man holding a sword slowly stepped into the void. His black windbreaker moved with the wind. The ancient sword in his hand was like a silver flowing light, surging with sword energy. Behind him was a thundering Golden Roc bird slowly taking off, and in the background was the bloody setting sun. .
At this moment, the ghost-faced boy was like the ancient throne that had awakened, threatening to kill hundreds of millions.
The hidden dragon that had been dormant for many years finally let out a low-pitched roar, and the sword-wielding king finally showed off the sharp blade he was proud of.
After practicing for so many years, it's time to kill a titled Douluo to pay tribute to this heart that strives for the strong!
"Death to me!"
Broken Arm Douluo swung his Clear Sky Hammer avatar with his left hand and blasted towards Wang Xuan. The surrounding vegetation was blown to pieces by the fierce wind, and even the air seemed to become thicker.
"Sword energy spans thirty thousand miles."
The indifferent voice suddenly resounded throughout the whole world. In an instant, frightening sword energy flew within hundreds of miles. The Zhuxian Sword in the young man's hand turned into countless illusory sword shadows, as if this space and time had become sword energy. A vertical and horizontal realm of terror.
Wang Xuan suddenly shouted: "One sword brings cold light to fourteen states!"
In an instant, the countless sword shadows transformed from the Zhuxian Sword solidified in the rushing sword energy, turning into a silver beam of sword energy. Then the terrifying silver beam of light struck at the young man as he swung it. The incoming Clear Sky Hammer's true form blasted away.
Wherever the silver beam passed, the space trembled. At this moment, everything was eclipsed. The silver beam was like the protagonist of this world, blooming as brightly as possible.
boom! The silver beam of light instantly smashed the Clear Sky Hammer's true body to pieces, and the terrifying residual power directly broke Broken Arm Douluo's ribs. The Broken-Armed old man stared in horror at Wang Xuan, who was coming to kill again with a sword. He was so frightened that his The martial soul's true form was instantly defeated by that silver beam, and he suffered irreversible trauma! The point is that this masked man never used his soul ring from beginning to end. Could it be that the terrifying killing move just now was his own soul skill? ! He seems to be still very young...
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented fear, the fear of death!
The middle-aged man holding the Clear Sky Hammer in the distance stared at the defeated elder in horror, and froze there for a dignified elder of the Haotian Sect, a level 92 titled Douluo, was defeated by that man in an instant!
All this was beyond his knowledge, the sect's titled Douluo was defeated in an instant! It's not that he didn't participate in the battle, but he didn't expect that the level 92 titled Douluo would lose so quickly. It was a complete defeat!He didn't even have a chance to take action!
Shouldn't the masked man have consumed a lot of soul power by killing the 7-year-old white jade dragon elephant earlier? ! Why is the combat power still so terrifying? !
He suddenly regretted it. If he had known better, he would not have encouraged the elders to snatch the white jade dragon elephant's soul ring...
Although the other party wears a ghost face and a black robe, both in figure and voice, he is too young to be true...
Where did the monster appear...
Fear, fear, powerlessness... and other emotions stimulated his nerves and mind, making him want to escape from here in an instant, escape from this masked man who looked like a devil.
"Send you to death!"
The cold words sounded again, Wang Xuan stepped on the Zongyi Immortal Step, and swung the Immortal Killing Sword towards the old man again.
"Across all directions!"
Terrifying murderous intent swept across wantonly, and the extremely powerful sword light cut through the space and struck.
"Tang Lie, run away!! Leave me alone! Leave quickly..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man not far away suddenly woke up and instantly used his soul power to flee here desperately, for fear that the masked man holding the sword would catch up and kill knew very well that even if he rushed forward to fight desperately, he would probably end up like the 7-year-old white jade dragon elephant, dead.
We must escape back to the sect, report to the sect master, and avenge the elders...
"Escape back to the sect and avenge me..."
The cold sword light directly split the old man with broken arms in half, and the roar stopped abruptly.
"If you want to go, stay with me!"
Wang Xuan whipped out the Zhuxian Sword and chased the middle-aged man in the distance.
If this person is allowed to escape back to Haotian Sect, then he and Dong'er will never have a safe place, and they must stay here!
Seven spirit rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, appeared around the body of the fleeing middle-aged man. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer and hit the pursuing Immortal Killing Sword...
Level 79 Soul Saint, cough cough cough...
cough cough...
Wang Xuan finally couldn't hold on any longer. He vomited blood and fell to his knees. His face was as pale as paper, and his soul power had long been depleted, as if he had shot sixty or seventy times a day...
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