Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 6 The Power of God's Eye
To Yang Jian, this kind of scene was just a child's play. The majestic Erlang showed his sage and true king, and the heavenly justice god had never seen such a scene.

Although Yang Jian is only a tenth-level soul warrior now, and his physical fitness is at most equal to that of an ordinary adult, for Yang Jian, only a three-pointed and two-edged sword is enough.

Yang Jian's ability to be one of the most powerful people in the Three Realms is not only due to his cultivation. For thousands of years, Yang Jian has honed all aspects of his skills to the peak.

Four ghost wolves rushed forward, Yang Jian was in danger, and his body was short. The three-pointed double-edged knife pierced the abdomen of a ghost wolf from bottom to top, and then slashed down, and the internal organs of the stomach fell off, and Yang Jian was on the ground. After rolling away, avoiding the fallen internal organs, the other three ghost wolves jumped on the seriously injured ghost wolf instead.

Yang Jian got up quickly, and without turning around, he sent the three-pointed two-edged knife behind him. He only held the bottom end of the three-pointed two-edged knife, and stabbed a ghost wolf's neck like a spirit snake spit out a letter.

At this time, the wolves rushed up in a swarm. Yang Jian jumped up and slashed at the frontmost ghost wolf with a three-pointed and two-edged knife in mid-air. When he was about to touch the wolf's head, Yang Jian turned his wrist slightly, and the three-pointed knife The double-edged knife turns into a slap.

The Nether Wolf photographed by Yang Jian was fine, he shook his head and stood up, trying to find Yang Jian's figure, but Yang Jian just took advantage of the power to move towards the back of the pack of wolves.

When the body fell slightly, a ghost wolf jumped up and bit Yang Jian's leg. Yang Jian didn't panic. When the wolf's head approached, his left leg drew a small circle in the air, just avoiding the wolf's teeth, and circled behind the wolf's head.

Toes back a little, stepping on the wolf's head to borrow strength again, Yang Jian has to deal with the leading century-old soul beast first, the ten-year soul beast is not a big threat to Yang Jian, but if there is a century-old soul beast waiting for an opportunity, it will be difficult for Yang Jian to let go Open hands and feet to fight.

I found you, Yang Jian fixed his eyes on the century-old ghost wolf who was mixed in the pack of wolves, held the three-pointed double-edged knife with both hands, and fell down. It seemed that he was attacking a ghost wolf next to him, but Yang Jian landed on this ghost wolf. The wolf didn't attack, but just found a foothold, with its small body arched, its left hand in front and the right hand behind, and both hands were horizontal.

The three-pointed two-edged knife flashed like a silver lightning, and directly shoveled off the head of the century-old ghost wolf who was the leader of this small pack of wolves.

The headless corpse of the century-old ghost wolf fell heavily on the ground, and a light yellow soul ring emerged from the corpse.

Yang Jian didn't have time to look further, the Nether Wolf on the soles of his feet had already thrown Yang Jian out of his body, Yang Jian's body turned a few times in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

It's a long story, but it took less than ten seconds from Yang Jian's attack to killing the century-old Nether Wolf. Yang Po was stunned when he saw the situation here. It was the attack of a Nether Wolf that brought Yang Po back to his senses. There is no problem here for Yang Jian, and Yang Po will be able to attack with all his strength.

Yang Jian's remaining dozens of ghost wolves did not dare to act rashly for the time being, and confronted Yang Jian silently.

Yang Jian is not in a hurry. As a five-ringed soul king, Yang Po will definitely have no problem dealing with a few thousand-year-old soul beasts, it's just a matter of time.

The longer it takes, the better it is for Yang Jian, but it's that simple, as Yang Po's roar came from not far away.

"Fifth soul skill, Tiger Soul Shattering Slash."

A shrill wolf howl also came out at the same time. After hearing the wolf howl, all the ghost wolves started to launch a suicide attack that was not afraid of death.

More ten-year-level ghost wolves came to Yang Jian's side, and it was not Yang Jian's character to sit and wait for death.

Yang Jian took the initiative to attack, and ran towards the gap before the wolves formed a complete encirclement circle.

A few ghost wolves approaching wanted to stop them. These ghost wolves had relatively simple attack methods and liked to pounce on their targets. Yang Jian was small in stature and was a little short. The bellies of these ghost wolves were easily broken.

Yang Jian came to a big tree that was as thick as two people hugging each other, retracted the three-pointed double-edged knife, and quickly climbed up. Yang Jian had just climbed the tree, and the tree was already surrounded by ghost wolves.

Yang Jian sat on a branch, ignored the wolves under the tree, and looked at the battle on Yang Po's side.

Yang Po fought fiercely. Except for the wolf king, one of the three thousand-year-old ghost wolves had already died. The remaining one thousand-year-old ghost wolf was besieging Yang Po with most of the century-old ghost wolves, but the wolf king did not Hands, has been watching silently from the outermost side of the encirclement.

Yang Jian really felt that Yang Po's strength was too low, he was played around by a group of spirit beasts, and he didn't even touch a wolf king's hair after beating him for a long time.

Obviously this is consuming Yang Po's soul power, although many ghost wolves died on the field,
A thousand-year-old ghost wolf was also killed by Yang Po's sudden fifth soul ability, but most of the others who died were ten-year-old, and few of the century-old ghost wolves who were the main force died.

If it goes on like this, Yang Po might really turn over here.

Yang Jian was a little helpless, as expected he couldn't rely on others, but besides relying on Yang Po, there was no other way to break the situation.

Yang Jian thought of a method, he could not rely on others and could only rely on himself, but now it seems that there is only one way to suddenly become stronger, absorbing the soul ring.

And the soul ring of the century-old ghost wolf that Yang Jian just killed is just under another branch of this tree, the distance is quite enough. Although it is a bit risky to absorb the soul ring on the tree, it is not a big problem. The only problem is Can the spirit ring of the ghost wolf really bring powerful soul skills?

Yang Jian looked at Yang Po again full of hope, good guy, blood is all over Yang Po's body.

Yang Jian looked away silently, and climbed up the tree to the branch closest to the soul ring.

Yang Jian sat on the branch, released his silver-white soul power, and began to touch the ghost wolf soul ring. Soon, under Yang Jian's strong control, the soul ring began to float towards Yang Jian on the branch.

Soon the soul ring on Yang Jian's head became the size of a bracelet. At the same time, Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword Wuhun also appeared in the palm of his hand in miniature form. On top of the three-pointed two-edged sword Wuhun.

Yang Jian felt a force rushing into his body, and he easily accepted this force.

Soon Yang Jian completely absorbed the soul ring, and at the same time brought certain changes to Yang Jian's body, as if he had grown up a year or two, growing a little taller.

Yang Jian can clearly perceive that his strength has increased by at least half, and Yang Jian can also perceive part of the soul skills brought to him, but he still has to try it to determine the power of the soul skills.

But Yang Jian already had a better solution, standing on a tree, retracting the three-pointed two-edged knife, and summoning the gods.

God's eyes slowly opened, and a silver light, like lightning, instantly hit the wolf king hundreds of meters away.

A black hole as thick as a baby's fist appeared on the wolf king's huge head, and the wolf king died instantly.

And Yang Jian also instantly felt that he was weak all over, his head was about to split, and there was no soul power left in his body. He barely held onto the branch to prevent himself from falling, and sat slowly on the branch. Hei fainted.

(End of this chapter)