Becoming a Shura from Douluo

Chapter 20 Fighting Rakshasa, the smell of hometown (new book please recommend please collect)
With a roar, an old man with a stooped figure slowly walked in.

It's him!Xiao Fan's eyes widened, it was the old man in black robe!He was the only person he had a crush on in the killing capital!

At this time, the black-robed old man walked in step by step. With each step, the murderous intent on his body became fiercer, and one of the soul rings also lit up. At this time, the aura on his body gradually strengthened, and he did not look like an old man at all. .

Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black lit up, and the coercive aura of the black-robed old man also reached a peak!
"When did a mere Titled Douluo dare to challenge the majesty of a god?" Rakshasa revealed a murderous look on his face, and threw Xiao Fan aside casually.

"If your true spirit descends, I will naturally not dare to speak too much, but I would like to ask you for your thoughts." The old man in black robe said, looked at Xiao Fan, and signaled him to hide to the side with his eyes.

"Ants are ants after all, how can they shake a towering tree!" Rakshashen roared and raised his right hand.

Huge energy gathered towards him, and the space has been distorted!
The old man in black robe was not moved by it, but calmly summoned his martial soul.

It was a huge scimitar, the blade was as red as blood, and a domineering, self-respecting aura was revealed!
But this martial soul is very special, since it is a sword, why is it not a weapon martial soul, but just a phantom?

Xiao Fan looked at this knife and felt that his two martial spirits were soaring...

And when Rakshasa, who gathered energy, saw this knife, his pupils shrank sharply, and his movements visibly paused!
"Does it feel familiar?" The old man in black robe said lightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Jie Jie, I'm very familiar, but do you think you can scare me with just a phantom?" God Raksha flicked his right hand fiercely, and a ball of light wrapped in scarlet blood directly shattered the void and went straight to the black-robed old man.

"Aren't you also a piece of thought power?" The black-robed old man smiled coldly, and the first soul ring lit up;

But even such a simple and unpretentious knife has the potential to shatter the void!
With a knife slashing on the blood cell, two huge energy impacts caused the huge palace to shake and crumble!

"That's all!" Rakshashen threw two balls in succession.

The bloody scimitar of the old man in black slashed down twice again!

"If Luo Sha only knows these little tricks, I advise you not to waste everyone's time." The black-robed old man said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Others may only think that the black-robed old man is too confident, but Xiao Fan feels more and more wrong!
When the old man in black robe left last time, his aura was so weak, but now he is so strong!And why is he more angry than Rakshasa God?
Thinking about it, Xiao Fan was startled: There is only one possibility...

That means the old man in black is running out of time!

He wanted to fight the Rakshasa God to decide the outcome!

Xiao Fan clenched the shark muscle in his hand, frantically took out the healing medicine from the bloody dragon ring and swallowed it...

Xiao Fan thinks he is not a good person, but he is not a fool either. The old man in black robe risked his life to save himself, how could he not see it!

Regardless of Xiao Fan's purpose, if he risked his life to save himself, he owed him a favor!Although Xiao Fan is not a kind person, he can distinguish between grievances and grievances!
The old man in black robe seemed to have seen Xiao Fan's thoughts, looked at Xiao Fan sharply, and signaled him to stop!

"Jie Jie! Let me show you the horror of God!" Raksha God's face was filled with gloom, and his body exuded a strong and strong aura of evil!

"The Rakshasa Domain!" The Rakshasa God snorted coldly, this time the Rakshasa Domain was completely different from the Rakshasa Domain that Xiao Fan was facing!
Huge evil spirit!A black air emerged from everyone in the field, exuding a strong evil spirit!
And these most evil auras float directly into Rakshasa God's body!Rakshasa God's power fluctuations are also constantly climbing up!
In the blink of an eye, Rakshasa God's strength has reached its peak!Even the space around him began to distort!
"Ridiculous mortals, appreciating the horror of gods, accept your despair! Jie Jie Jie!" Rakshasa laughed wildly.

"Rakshasa is destroyed!"

Rakshasa let out a cold shout, and saw thousands of evil auras turned into thousands of sharp blades, cutting and slaughtering everything in the field frantically!
The old man in black watched coldly as thousands of sharp blades converged into a huge sickle, which exuded a strong aura of evil!Slash directly at the old man in black!

The nine rings on the black-robed old man flashed together!The bloody scimitar behind him kept solidifying!Even the complicated lines of spells on the blade gradually solidified!
The scimitar shone with a dazzling red light!The domineering momentum is overwhelming!
Xiao Fan frowned: he could feel that the fluctuation of the power of Rakshasa had far surpassed that of the old man in black robe, surpassed that of Titled Douluo!

The old man in black raised his finger slightly, and the bloody scimitar also slashed out, directly hitting the sickle of Rakshasa!

Clang!Two huge energies are coming!The old man in black robe grabbed Xiao Fan from the air and protected Xiao Fan behind him!
Under the impact of two huge energies, the palace collapsed into powder!In a radius of [-] meters, there is no life other than the three of them!Everything turned into nothingness...

As the two streams of energy dissipated, Xiao Fan saw that the bloody scimitar had gradually turned into a phantom again!And the Rakshasa God's scythe not only didn't collapse, but instead absorbed the evil thoughts of all the dead things around it through the Rakshasa domain, and it continued to strengthen!
The black-robed old man's expression turned serious: "Little friend, take care, the road to hell is up to you!"

The old man in black robe raised his right hand and waved lightly, the nine spirit rings flickered again!The bloody scimitar condensed once again!
"Sura Blood Slash!" The black-robed old man yelled lightly, and the blood-colored scimitar slashed straight to a nearby space!
At this moment, the sickle exuding an evil smell of purple gas also came in front of me!Straight through the body of the old man in black robe!
The old man in black robe was dripping with blood in an instant, and his whole body was connected by only one spine, which was very scary...

The black-robed old man resisted the pain and stood with his teeth gritted. He was waiting...

There was a shattering sound, it was the bloody scimitar shattered, and at the same time there was a void in front of him!A piece of scarlet on the opposite side leaked out!
With the shattering of the martial soul, the already extremely weak, dying old man in black robe spat out a mouthful of blood again...

Then the black-robed old man threw Xiao Fan violently, and threw him straight into the broken void...

Then the broken void quickly recovered!
"Jie Jie, old man, why are you bothering?" Rakshashen said viciously, with an uncontrollable mockery on his face.

Rakshasa God then stepped on the only remaining spine of the black-robed old man, connecting the upper body and lower body!

"Bah, you, you know, you know what a fart!" The black-robed old man spat blood on Rakshasa God's face!
The soul power of the old man in black robe fluctuated violently!Although his martial soul was broken and lost his soul ring, he still has soul power!Titled Douluo's soul power!
He wants to use his last strength to help Xiao Fan hold on for a longer time!
The body of the old man in black swelled rapidly, and the fluctuations in his soul power became more and more terrifying!
Rakshasa God was startled and said, "Crazy! Crazy! You are a lunatic!"

The Rakshasa god kept bombarding the dying black-robed old man, trying to shake off or stop...

But the black-robed old man tightly hugged Rakshashen's thigh, gritted his teeth and refused to let go!

There was a violent explosion!A huge aftermath of the explosion swept across the entire killing capital!
But neither Xiao Fan nor Rakshasa heard the last sad but gratifying words of the black-robed old man: "Because he has the smell of my hometown..."

(End of this chapter)