People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Looking at the powerful Emperor Xingluo, he was not panicked at all, and a smile appeared on his handsome face under the mask.

"I've heard that Xingluo City is a country founded on military power. Today I see that it's true. I didn't expect that the Emperor of Xingluo is actually a Titled Douluo. He has a strong aura."

"Although I can't find out how strong you are, but from what Zhu Zhuqing said about you, you shouldn't be very old. The strong aura just now should be one of your soul skills. Your strength should be around that of a soul emperor, right?"

The Emperor of Xingluo looked at Jun Yi quietly, slowly evaluated his performance, and then showed appreciation, saying: "I'll give you a chance. If you can survive three moves under my hands, I will let you be loyal to the Xingluo royal family."

"You analyze it here in a very logical way and say a lot, but to be honest, you are all wrong."

Jun Yi took a step forward, and the 43rd level soul power fluctuation was released. Then, four soul rings of black, black, black, and black appeared beside Jun Yi. The fourth soul ring showed a faint red color, which was obviously close to 100,000 years old.

"What? What kind of soul ring configuration is this?"

The soul ring configuration on Jun Yi was too outrageous. The Xingluo Emperor, who originally thought that everything was under control and had a calm expression, was stunned at this time.

How could he imagine that the ant in his eyes actually had four black soul rings. The lowest soul ring seemed to have reached the level of 80,000 years. This made him hard to believe his eyes, let alone understand.

Zhu Zhuqing's father became a stutterer, "This...this...this...this...this...how is this possible..."

Even though everyone present was knowledgeable, they were still shocked and speechless in this short period of time, leaving only a stunned expression.

Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of the people present, Jun Yi smiled slightly and said, "What's impossible about this? Your Majesty, I told you that you can't keep me here."

"Hmph, it's just a trick. Today I'll show you how powerful I am. Fourth soul skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower."

The fourth soul ring on Emperor Xingluo lit up.

In an instant, the whole house suddenly darkened, and a dense white light fell from the sky, covering Jun Yi's direction. At the same time, the air around him seemed to solidify, oppressive and suffocating.

"Hmm? So strong, ah" Feeling the huge pressure coming towards him, Jun Yi nodded and commented, with ice-blue light shining in his eyes, and the breath of the Ice Dragon King was released instantly.

A series of biting cold air appeared out of thin air in the air, blocking the falling white light. At the same time, a loud dragon roar resounded throughout the venue, accompanied by the rising cold breath, and a huge ice dragon instantly rose into the air.

The ice dragon was azure blue, several meters long, with wings on its back and a sturdy body, appearing in the entire hall.

"Is this the breath of a soul beast? Zhu Zhuqing, you are actually hanging out with soul beasts, do you want to betray the human race?"

Zhu Zhuqing's father felt the soul breath of the Ice Dragon King emanating from Jun Yi, and concluded that Jun Yi beside Zhu Zhuqing was a transformed soul beast, so he directly criticized her, wanting to make her retreat.

"You are the soul beast, you are a beast, a beast who even sold his own daughter."

Jun Yi directly retorted, and then the ice dragon opened its huge mouth, spit out a stream of cold air, instantly freezing the air, bombarding the other party, and immediately blocking the white light.

Xingluo Emperor raised his eyebrows. His cultivation was far superior to Jun Yi, so he could naturally see that although the cold air released by Jun Yi at this time was very powerful, it was essentially an attack released by the cultivation of the Soul Sect.

With a disdainful smile, he shook his wrist slightly, and the eighth soul ring on his body lit up. A golden halo appeared on his arm, and a wide golden knife suddenly appeared.

"Buzz!" The moment the golden knife was unsheathed, the surrounding space trembled violently for a few times, and circles of dazzling golden lines quickly spread out, spreading in all directions, directly cutting off the cold air.

Then, the figure of Emperor Xingluo suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in mid-air, waving the golden knife in his hand, and the brilliant golden light poured down like a waterfall, sweeping towards Jun Yi below.

Jun Yi's face was calm, and he raised his hand slightly, releasing the cold air again, turning into a layer of water mist covering the surface of his body. At the same time, his right foot stepped hard on the ground, "Ice for thousands of miles!"

A piece of ice suddenly bloomed from under his feet and swept around.

The golden light of Emperor Xingluo collided with the frost, and a harsh friction sound broke out.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A series of muffled sounds were heard, and pieces of ice flowers splashed. Under this terrifying impact, the entire palace shook.

"Huh? Such hard ice, let's see how long you can hold on." Xingluo Emperor showed a hint of amusement on his face, and the golden knife in his hand changed its frequency. Suddenly, a sky-long knife curtain fell from the sky, covering Jun Yi below.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of frost breaking continued.

"Very good strength, it seems that you really concealed your strength, but a mere soul saint, who broke into my palace without permission, should be killed." Xingluo Emperor snorted disdainfully, and the golden knife in his hand changed again. A crescent-shaped golden light quietly condensed, and a knife slashed down, and a circular blade light fell from the sky, like a crescent moon, slashing towards Jun Yi below.

Jun Yi had a faint smile on his face. He held a very long blade in his hand, which was 1.7 meters long. He just held it in front of him and collided with the golden blade of Emperor Xing Luo.

The two blades intersected, and brilliant sparks burst out. The air between Jun Yi and Emperor Xing Luo seemed to be twisted violently.

"Ding~" The next second, the golden blade in Emperor Xing Luo's hand was instantly cut off by the long blade in Jun Yi's hand.

The pupils of Emperor Xing Luo contracted. The golden blade condensed by his eighth soul skill was actually cut off by the opponent. What kind of sharp weapon is needed to do this? How is this possible?

However, Jun Yi did not give him a chance to think further. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Emperor Xing Luo in an instant. The long blade in his hand slashed forward without hesitation. At the same time, Jun Yi's left hand fingers moved slightly, and the ROOM space instantly enveloped the entire palace.

The next second, the entire imperial study was flashed by a knife. After all, Xingluo Emperor was a Titled Douluo. At the critical moment, he activated his soul power in time and retreated violently to avoid Jun Yi's knife.

His imperial study had been cut in half by Jun Yi at this time. The smooth cut was bright and translucent, as if there was such a cut originally.

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