Douluo: Dragon Slayer

Raging thunder mixed with mental shock spurted out, completely submerging Feng Lao's body, and the thunder struck a large crater on the ground.

The smoke dispersed, Feng Lao raised his arms, and the third soul ring lit up. His body appeared a bit transparent, and there were also many burnt black colors. Obviously, it was very difficult for Feng Lao to resist Long Yuewu's attack.

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Feng Lao said: "You don't seem to have completely destroyed my second soul skill."

"How can you see it?" Long Yuewu raised the corners of his lips.

Feng Lao said: "Your leg attack failed."

After experiencing the initial panic, Feng Lao was undoubtedly calmer at this time. The reason why he was sure that his second soul skill had not been completely broken was because he knew his own soul skill very well.

Long Yuewu smiled, quickly approached, and punched down again, causing Feng Lao's second soul ring to flash.

Long Yuewu said: "Your second soul skill should be achieved by interfering with the opponent's instantaneous cognition, which requires a certain amount of your own mental power."

Long Yuewu struck down, and the scene in front of him changed again. Feng Lao's arm was whipped towards him like a whip.

"But my mental strength is not low! Moreover, if I can't even predict my attacks, how are you going to interfere!" Long Yuewu faced Feng Lao's whip blow, spread out his arms, and a pair of huge

The Thunder Dragon's wings spread out and shot forward.

The hand whip and dragon wings tried to catch each other, but Feng Lao took a few steps back again, his arms trembling a little from the huge force.

"Your mental strength is not low, plus your keen combat intuition?" Mr. Feng said with some difficulty.

"Let's capture him without any effort!" The lightning on Long Yuewu's body became more and more powerful.

"Being suppressed!" Feng Lao felt a little unwilling, and was also surprised by Long Yuewu's fighting ability. It was really the first time for him to be suppressed and beaten like this, and by someone whose soul power was far lower than his own.

Feng Lao said: "My martial spirit is called the One-eyed Ghost Insect. It is a semi-spiritual spirit beast. Its attack power is not top-notch because it has some special abilities, but its defense power is passable."

Long Yuewu was very sure that she had never heard of a spirit beast like the One-eyed Ghost Insect.

Feng Lao's eyes became sharp and he said: "However, my abilities are more than that!"

"Then show off all your skills!" Thunder light flashed in Long Yuewu's hand, and a Fangtian painted halberd flew through the air.

Feng Lao was not in a hurry, and with a flash of light, a pair of wings with metallic luster unfolded from behind him.

The Thunder Dragon Square Heavenly Halberd bombarded with a violent sonic boom. Just when it was about to hit Feng Lao, a semicircular shield spread out in front of Feng Lao, and the Thunder Dragon Square Heavenly Halberd bombarded the shield.

On the top, the huge force pushed Mr. Feng back a few steps, but the Thunder Dragon Square Heavenly Halberd finally dissipated.

Long Yuewu didn't achieve any success with her attack, but she also noticed the wings behind Feng Lao, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Is this...a soul guide?"

Feng Lao said proudly: "I am not only a Soul Douluo, but also a quasi-eighth-level soul mentor. The 'Cry of Destruction' that is about to be completed in that room will remove the word 'quasi' for me! Hahahaha!"

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As a powerful Soul Douluo, Feng Lao's soul power is level 82. Because he uses drugs to improve it during his training, he will be like this for the rest of his life. However, becoming an eighth-level soul master will be the proudest thing in his life.

One thing!

Seeing Long Yuewu's surprised face, Mr. Feng couldn't help but feel proud, and said: "That's right, you soul masters in Douluo Continent don't know what a soul master is. You just need to know that a soul master is more noble than a soul master.

Just a career."

As he said that, the wings behind Feng Lao spread out, a pair of tail flames spurted out, and Feng Lao soared into the sky in front of Long Yuewu's surprised eyes.

Long Yuewu remembered that the eighth-level soul mentor should correspond to the level of Contra, but the Contra in front of him was not yet at level eight, so it seemed a little inferior. In addition, Long Yuewu knew one thing.

This person is not from Douluo Continent at all!

Are they from the same continent as the soul master who died in the far north?

Also, it would be even more difficult for Long Yuewu to launch Feng Lao into the sky.

It's tricky, but we still have to fight!

Thunder and lightning raged around Long Yuewu, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, directly hitting Feng Lao who was in the air.

Feng Lao moved across the air and used the second soul skill to easily dodge. Then, a black dagger appeared in Feng Lao's hand and rushed towards Long Yuewu.

Feng Lao is equipped with three seventh-level soul guides, and this is almost the limit. The seventh-level soul guide shield strengthens defense, the seventh-level soul guide dagger increases attack, and the seventh-level flying soul guide increases speed. In conjunction with his weapons,

Soul characteristics, the current eighty-two-level Feng Lao undoubtedly has a place in the Soul Douluo level!

Seeing this, Long Yuewu clenched her left hand into a fist, and a short knife with dark purple scales stabbed out from the side of her left arm, but there was no blood on it, as if the method should have been there.

Feng Lao is extremely fast, but his attack method is very direct. A gray sword light emerges from the dagger, and his arm is like a whip, slashing straight down!

Long Yuewu took a deep breath and cut off with his arm knife based on intuition.

"Dang~" The two sharp edges met and passed by each other. Long Yuewu slid back half a step, his arms trembling slightly. It took Mr. Feng some time to stabilize his body.

With their eyes facing each other, a fierce battle begins again!

On the other side, City Master Mu was startled by Qian Renxue's words and couldn't help laughing out loud, "You want to send me on my way? Your Highness, are you still awake?"

"Haha!" Qian Renxue's smile was very cold. It was this person who opened a hole in Yue Wu's body yesterday!

A faint golden halo radiates from Qian Renxue's body, two pairs of broad and powerful white wings spread out behind her, the first yellow soul ring rises, the second yellow soul ring rises...

City Master Mu smiled sarcastically and said: "Swan with two pairs of wings, are you sure you are the son of Emperor Tiandou?"

Immediately, City Lord Mu's back began to bulge, two yellow soul rings rose up, and then he released the soul rings according to Qian Renxue's rhythm. He wanted to psychologically crush the Crown Prince!

Qian Renxue's two purple soul rings rose.

City Lord Mu's two purple soul rings rose.

Qian Renxue's fifth black soul ring rose.

City Lord Mu's fifth soul ring was purple, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, "As expected of the royal family!"

From City Master Mu's point of view, Qian Renxue's fifth soul ring must have been obtained with the help of a court expert. He is obviously more talented than 'Xue Qinghe', but his fifth soul ring is not ten thousand years old! This is unfair

!

However, Your Highness, this is the end of it. The five rings of ‘Xue Qinghe’ will reach the sky!

But then, Qian Renxue showed no expression on her face, and another black soul ring rose from her body!

City Lord Mu opened his eyes wide. How could it be possible? He could have at most six rings! Then he raised his first black soul ring.

But then, another black soul ring rose up from each of the two men.

City Lord Mu felt a little numb in his heart. He had recently broken through to level 70 thanks to Mr. Feng!