Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 179

Oscar was completely stunned.

He didn't want to admit it, and he couldn't believe that his young man, who had just been accepted as a student, died in the hands of this sudden enemy for no apparent reason.

There was no preparation, no foreboding.

At this moment, besides self-blame and anger, all kinds of negative emotions surged into Oscar's mind. The murderous intent transformed from evil thoughts knocked out Oscar's originally sober and calm mind.

He stared at the enemy in front of him, his clenched teeth no longer loosened.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is indeed a good time to die.

With the cold wind blowing, the temperature on Oscar's face may be about the same as the temperature of his heart.

The long-haired boy finally left the thick smoke and revealed his true face.

He appeared in the night, with the moonlight on his shoulders.

This long-haired boy has a handsome face that even an immortal would praise.

Sword-browed and star-eyed, he is obviously bold and uninhibited in the evil charm. He is wearing a blue shirt in the winter night, but there is no disobedience in the slightest.

It can even be said that such a young man should be wearing a green shirt.

Oscar naturally understood that this person was an enemy rather than a friend, so it was naturally impossible for him to stop asking.

The only thing he can think of now is to cut off the man's head and sacrifice wine to his students.

The weird wolf hair held in Oscar's hand turned into a slender sharp sword with the flash of light.

At the same time, Oscar's martial soul possessed his body, and he used his soul power as a guide to temporarily greatly improve his physical fitness.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the soul skills brought by the three soul rings are like chicken ribs. If the enemy has room to attack when chanting the soul mantra, it will be his own loss instead.

Therefore, Oscar does not intend to use soul skills.

With a deep breath, he stepped into the grass for three minutes.

A turbulent aura, surrounded by real wind pressure, raised Oscar's sword power to an unimaginable height amidst bursts of explosions that sounded out of thin air!

At this moment, Oscar's eyes are full of sharpness to cut off the enemy in front of him!
Looking at Oscar holding the sword, the long-haired boy smiled contemptuously.

"A credit knife person?"

"The solitary fox and wild dogs whose ancestral hall has been demolished have the nerve to bark here?"

"Huh? No,"

The long-haired boy sneered even more.

"I'm wrong,"

"You also added some strategies of military strategists?"

"It still looks like a bastard,"

Oscar didn't care about the words of the enemy in front of him.

He held his breath.

Let down again.

For a moment, the surroundings seemed to fall into a deathly silence, without the sound of weeds swaying, and the sound of wind pressure.

To be precise, there was no sound at all.

But that doesn't affect a bit.

That is, Oscar's sword is more powerful.

It's just that the sound disappeared, and the violent wind with the momentum of fighting a bull still exists!

And the gust of wind that blew the two people's hair into a mess, blew the weeds all around, and blew the dead trees around them to the point of collapse, it was Oscar's indomitable sword energy!
Three breaths.

Just, weird isn't it?

That enemy just stood there in a daze, without any reaction, Oscar's sword aura that was rising to the sky, in his eyes, was as if it didn't exist.

I saw this overly chic man looking at Oscar with great interest, as if he was watching an interesting performance.

He casually threw Bai Yu's head on the ground, and flicked away the blood that belonged to Bai Yu in his hand.

After the head bumped twice on the ground, it rolled down along the sloped grass.

And this man raised his hand.

The moonlight seemed to really obey his call, falling like a waterfall along the direction of his hand.

The silver-white waterfall fell from the sky like an endless ocean, and Oscar and the long-haired man were two solitary boats on the silver-white ocean.

This world is like a milky white galaxy.

Oscar held a sharp sword in his hand, and he watched the man in front of him displaying strange supernatural powers, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

When the man summoned the moonlight, to be precise, when the man came out with the moonlight on his shoulders, Oscar already understood.

There is no way for Oscar to avenge Bai Yu's revenge.

By the way, I have to get in too.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you have to face despair and die.

But did Oscar hold back?
Is he afraid?
Is he desperate?
In fact, we have no way of knowing.

We can only look for some one-sided answers from the present moment and rely on our own subjective understanding.

I saw that Oscar still had sword energy like a rainbow.

He is already depressed.

When the sword.

　I agreed, starting from Chapter 1 today to make major changes, one update today and two updates tomorrow.

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(End of this chapter)