Douluo's death sickle

Looking at the eight soul rings that were rhythmically moving up and down on the opponent's body, Shi Nian's complexion turned a little pale, Contra.

"I didn't expect that a strong soul saint would actually do such a small trick. Don't you think it's beneath your status?" The old man looked gloomy and slowly approached Shi Nian.

"Oh, this is a world where the jungle is the strongest. Strength is the most important thing. Is reputation so important?" Shi Nian sneered, and seven soul rings lit up on his body.

"That's such a pity, another soul saint is going to die." The old man's voice turned cold, and his figure was like a golden light, radiating towards Shi Nian who was standing there.

The golden light exploded and shattered the rockery behind Shi Nian, but it failed to have any effect on Shi Nian in front of him.

"Afterimage?" The old man withdrew his hand in confusion, looked back, and another Shi Nian appeared behind him.

With a wave of Shi Nian's arm, the originally silent street instantly turned into a battlefield filled with flames of war. Next to the old man, several soldiers who were about to die were lying.

The old man's expression was stern. He already knew who he was facing. It was said that even the titled Douluo didn't want to face the person, Can Meng Shi Nian.

"General..." Not far away, a soldier with only half of his body crawled towards the old man.

The old man gritted his teeth. This was a past event he didn't want to think of. Although he knew it was an illusion, it was impossible not to feel uneasy in his heart.

"Shi Nian, I won't let you go!" The old man shouted loudly, his soul power surged around his body, and he activated his martial soul true form.

The violent soul power swept around, trying to break this illusion.

Wow...

The surrounding scene changed again, and they returned to the back door of the auction house. What made the old man slightly stunned was that around him were lying around a dozen guards who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

At this moment, a sense of crisis brought the old man back to his senses. He raised his hand and grabbed it behind him. With the blessing of the martial soul's true body, his speed was more than a little faster.

The palm seemed to have caught something, but there was nothing in front of him. The old man knew that all this was still an illusion.

With a slight exertion on his hand, the illusion completely faded away, and all the corpses of the guards around him disappeared. The one caught in his hand was Shi Nian, whose face was pale and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"My martial soul, the Cave Sky Rat, has a very strong sense of danger. To a certain extent, it is the nemesis of an illusionary soul master like you." The old man pinched the arm around Shi Nian's neck and applied more force, preparing to deal with the thief.

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A red light flashed past. The old man turned his head slightly to avoid the sneak attack, with a playful smile on his face. "I have already guessed that there is more than one mouse. It seems that you are in a group."

He returned with a slashing blow and forced out the person who was sneaking up behind him. He was a person whose whole body was hidden in a black robe.

Shi Nian took advantage of this moment to explode his soul power, broke free from the old man's control, and stepped aside, coughing non-stop.

"Okay, let's do some exercise today. Who told you to make me feel unhappy?" As soon as the old man finished speaking, he shot towards Xue Yu.

Xue Yu flipped her wrist, blocking the old man's attack with the Death Scythe, and slid backwards with the opponent's attack.

Shi Nian originally wanted to take advantage of this moment to escape, but he knew that the old man already knew his identity. If he ran away this time, he would face an endless pursuit in the future.

Moreover, he also recognized the person who had just attacked the old man. He was a disciple of Ghost Douluo. If he left him alone, he would probably be torn apart by Ghost Douluo before the people at the auction house found him.

With no way out, Shi Nian had no choice but to fight tooth and nail, activate his martial soul's true form, and once again unleash an even more powerful illusion.

Xue Yu was not the target of Shi Nian's attack. He was not in the illusion. Seeing the old man who was confused again, he also started to counterattack.

At this time, the old man discovered that when he was besieged by two people, including an illusionary soul saint, what kind of situation would he face?

The attack was clearly coming in front of me, but a sense of crisis came from behind, and the next second, the real attack came from underneath me.

This feeling is terrible.

Knowing that he could not continue, the old man chose to retreat. He already knew the identity of the other party. As long as he brought all the people together in the future, was he afraid that he would not be able to capture the other party?

With another burst of soul power, the old man relied on his keen perception to fly into the air. As long as he escaped from the area controlled by Shi Nian's illusion, he would be safe.

However, a strong sense of crisis struck again, coming from all directions.

He turned around and grabbed his claws behind him, but he didn't catch anything. Instead, he was knocked to the ground with a huge force.

What followed closely was a sickle filled with black mist, slicing across his body.

The illusion disappeared, and the old man looked at the gray-haired boy in front of him in disbelief. After the boy put on his hood, his life had come to an end.

"As expected of a disciple of Ghost Douluo, he actually thought of using the opponent's sensitive perception to create a trap and successfully kill him." Shi Nian looked at the young man in front of him in admiration.

Xue Yu didn't take it seriously. Just now, he just used his fourth soul skill, Netherworld Moon, using his body to transform in the crow, creating the illusion that there were enemies in all directions, and thus launched a fatal blow.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is still in the illusion of that time and cannot see the real scene with the naked eye.

Xue Yu glanced at Shi Nian and helped him, just not wanting him to die so early.

"See you later." Shi Nian smiled. Naturally, he couldn't stay here any longer and hurried towards the city.

Xueyu glanced at the night sky, and saw that Xingfeng had already arrived, but its body was so perfectly integrated with the night that he couldn't notice it unless he paid special attention.

"Quack..." The fishy wind fell in front of Xue Yu, and his huge body raised a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground, urging Xue Yu to hurry up.

"Wait a minute." Xue Yu came to the old man's body and put his body into the soul guide. After all, he was also a strong Contra expert.

Just when Xingfeng was about to leave with Xueyu, a small figure came out of nowhere and grabbed the feathers on Xingfeng's tail. He was not discovered until he flew into the sky.

Xue Yu was very surprised that this fox girl had been hiding nearby and had not been discovered. Even he, who was very perceptive, could not detect her existence.

But carrying a drag bottle is not his style.

"Let go." The voice was cold and emotionless.

The fox girl gritted her teeth, shook her head, and hugged Xingfeng's tail feathers tightly with both hands.

The Death Scythe appeared and was already aimed at the fox girl. Its dark aura gave people a sense of imminent death.

The fox girl still hugged the feather tightly, staring at the death sickle that had been stretched out in front of her, gritting her teeth and refusing to let go.

Xingfeng screamed twice and spun in the air, seemingly trying to throw off the guy who dared to hold its feathers.

The fox girl closed her eyes tightly and refused to let go, even if she screamed as she kept spinning.