Douluo: a deer

Chapter 97 Stirring the Situation

A place in the corner of the city, with low walls and deep alleys.

Lan Wei led Qin Huan back and forth.

There was a terrifying shock behind him, and wooden vines shot up all over the sky, trying to enclose the entire city.

Qin Huan's face was serious, he looked at Lan Wei's pale face, and worried: "Are you all right?"

"I can still hold on."

Lan Wei held back a mouthful of blood, he dragged Qin Huan and flew away, the martial master's muscles and bones were throbbing like a swift swimming snake.

So fast!

Qin Huan was startled, this speed was several times faster than his white fire blessing.

Lan Youyou's whole body twisted, accelerated, leaped, and rotated in one go.

Qin Huan didn't seem to see the existence of inertia on her body, and the folding body in the air didn't stop at all, and every ray of energy was used on the tip of the knife.

Each movement overwrites the previous movements and forms a coherent straight line.

Is this the control of oneself in the Boneless Realm, gather strength?

Integrate the inner strength into the flesh and blood, squeeze the bones and rub the skin...

Just like my white fire meridian?
Qin Huan observed carefully, now that he is about to step into horizontal training, sooner or later he will learn how to get rid of the bones.

In the dark night, the two people I saw passed by like a ray of shadow.

Fortunately, it was at night... Qin Huan was lucky.

If it was daytime, they would not be able to escape the pursuit of the gray-robed man.

Terrifying energy overflowed to every corner of the city, and the dull wandering souls on the streets were already trembling and afraid to move.

Even if they are dead, they can still feel the trembling from the soul!

Qin Huan's face changed again and again, and he finally understood why the gray-robed man gave him a restrained and deep feeling.

It's like a volcano that didn't erupt before.

Now, it sprays water...fires.

The aura that this person erupted in was wild and bursting, like a billowing lava that destroyed the world!

Three products!

This is the anger of a Title Douluo!

Suddenly, Lan Wei's footsteps stopped abruptly, Qin Huan was led by her and wanted to lean forward, but was supported by her hand.

"What's wrong?" Qin Huan was puzzled.

I saw Lan Wei looked up at the sky, her steps shook, and the gravel flew up.

Su's fingertips flicked gracefully, and the piercing wind sounded.

"Shhhhhh!"

Under the dim light of the night, a few swift shadows flashed past, followed by the sound of something breaking.

Qin Huan looked intently and saw several wooden birds falling from the sky.

"This……"

"The wooden bird is his eyes." Lan Wei explained.

"He is Yanshi!" Qin Huan was shocked.

These wooden birds seem to have known each other before, and the deformed ghost in Bailu City used this method.

It turns out that this third-rank gray-robed man is a Yanshi!
Let’s talk about why this gray-robed man is dressed similarly to the few gray-robed men in memory, so it turns out that they really belong to the same group.

Qin Huan thought he was wearing Pinru's clothes.

"I don't know what his identity is?"

Qin Huan pondered.

"It's kind of like the method of the Mohists, but the Mohism should be more about puppets and mechanism techniques." Lan Wei flashed back the memories, and rushed over Qin Huan's body without stopping.

There are dangers everywhere, get out of the city quickly!

"Alas!" Qin Huan didn't react, he took a breath of cool wind, and coughed a few times:
"Whoever he is? He must have no good intentions!"

"Martial artists are the most sensitive to blood energy, and I feel that there is something underground that particularly attracts me." As Lan Wei ran, her eyes were fixed on the ground, suppressing the throbbing in her heart.

It was as if something was beating, like a heart contracting and expanding over and over again...

The crimson blood visible to the naked eye rushed into the ground like gossamer, and after being absorbed by the thing below, strands of wandering souls were collapsing.

The dull crowd turned into dust one by one, turning into dust.

There is no trace of them in the world anymore...

Qin Huan watched silently, feeling very uncomfortable.

But the third grade is not something he can compete with.

"So, you blew up the City Lord's Mansion, trying to disrupt the situation?" Qin fantasized about something, and looked at Lan Wei.

She nodded without stopping, her eyes still looking forward.

"The man set up a maze to hide everything, which means that the time is not yet ripe, or there is something he is afraid of. The strength of the third-rank Yanshi must be concealed, which means that he is not sure."

"So..." Qin Huan's eyes lit up.

"So there are strong ones! But not on their side." Lan Wei laughed.

What she has to do now is to confuse the situation and stop the gray-robed man's plan. As for the truth, now is not the time to think about it.

She recently received news that the sisters are almost arriving in Twilight City, and it will be time for liquidation.

Qin Huan relaxed, but he always felt that he had forgotten something...

In the ruins, everyone in the mission huddled together tremblingly.

Originally, he had just been released after serving his sentence, and even ate the meat of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that he had never eaten before, so he hadn't had time to be happy.

I didn't expect it to be a severed meal!

In front of their eyes, stood a strange figure in the shape of wood, with sharp teeth rolling like gears in his mouth. There was no doubt that if human flesh was stuffed into it, it would definitely turn into a ball of minced meat.

Behind the strange man, there are countless invisible silk links, leading to nowhere.

It's not a good stubble... The missions are even more scared!

Fortunately for Fang Jingchuan, the gray-robed man seemed to have gone after Qin Huan and did not stay here, only this monster was left guarding everyone.

We still have a chance!

Fang Jingchuan's eyes lit up, there is still a fourth-rank martial artist in his team, more than enough to deal with a puppet!
"Where's Cao Jinluo?"

Fang Jingchuan whispered to the people around him.

Everyone looked at Fang Jingchuan strangely and remained silent.

"What about others?!" Fang Jingchuan was anxious.

But the next moment, everyone looked down at the meat in the bowl on the ground.

"..." Fang Jingchuan.

Sunset Forest.

On a high mountain in the core area, the corpses of countless spirit beasts were scattered, many of them were powerful ten thousand year spirit beasts.

There was a tiny sword mark on their necks, about a few inches long, but it directly killed them.

Without exception, they all sealed their throats with a sword!
There are no other traces, no matter the weak or powerful spirit beasts, they all died with a single sword, and the spirit rings all over the ground are expressing the mourning of blood.

It's hard to imagine such a scene.

If the snobbish Jia Shang was here, seeing the wasted soul rings all over the floor, he would definitely cry outright.

And all these tragedies must be attributed to this old man with white beard and silver hair standing on the top of the mountain.

He was holding an ordinary silver light iron sword, but it was unparalleled in sharpness and arrogant.

He is the Sword Douluo who is known as Attacking Wushuang and has the best swordsmanship——Chen Xin!
Beside him, stood a gentle and elegant young man with a smile on his face all the time. Anyone who saw him would feel like a spring breeze.

If he hadn't stepped on the corpse of a soul beast...

Standing on the top of the mountain, the two of them could see the outline of the entire forest, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as vast and boundless.

Thousands of meters away, there is a continuous poisonous barrier, the purple toxin visible to the naked eye infects everything around, and the scene inside is unreal.

At this time, I saw waves of vibrations coming from inside, brilliant beams of light, and terrifying aura spreading for miles around.

"Did you see clearly?"

Ning Junyi clapped his hands and asked.

"It's indeed the breath of the second rank." Jian Douluo pondered and frowned: "It's on par with me."

"There is also a barrier that can resist the second grade." Ning Junyi added.

Jian Douluo nodded, his face became solemn, "The people who set up the formation must be at least one rank!"

One product!Ning Junyi's complexion also changed, and the confident expression in his eyebrows slowly dissipated.

Just as he was pressing the center of his eyebrows, he was sad.

In the distant Xiaomu City, a terrifying red beam of light suddenly rose into the sky.

Ning Junyi grinned lightly:
"My friends in the city are playing with one hand to tune the tiger away from the mountain..."

"More than that!" Jian Douluo also laughed, he looked at the poisonous barrier in the distance and shook his head, "He still wants to drive away the wolf."

Ning Junyi nodded, but he was smiling a little coldly at this moment.

When he turned his head, he saw Jian Douluo's eyes were as bright as a blade:
"My sword... the limit is there!"

(End of this chapter)