Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao was inexplicably horrified.

If he had been even half a minute slower just now, his head would have been pierced by the spear.

But he was not allowed to think too much. Su Luoheng took advantage of the victory and launched another round of fierce attacks.

Although Long Xiaoyao tried to switch from defense to offense several times during this period, just like before, no matter how he attacked, Su Luoheng could always react first. Still can't find any breakthrough.

The repeated projection of the golden dragon gun suppressed him until he could hardly breathe.

After several battles, Long Xiaoyao completely understood that it was simply unrealistic to defeat Su Luoheng in this world.

After all, no matter how strong the Ultimate Douluo is, can he survive the self-destruction of an infinite number of artifacts?

But if you want to leave this inherent barrier, there is no other way except to defeat Su Luoheng or wait until his soul power is exhausted due to maintaining the infinite sword system.

However……

Can he really delay it until then?

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"Bang bang bang——"

The collapse of fantasy is constantly triggered, bursts of violent explosions echo in the desert, and the terrifying energy explosion instantly sets off monstrous flames. Even the air seemed to be twisting.

Under Su Luoheng's continuous attacks, Long Xiaoyao tried his best to resist, but to no avail. Gradually, the speed of movement became very slow, and it became difficult to resist. His body also became scarred, his energy and blood surged, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.

He knew he couldn't go on any longer. Otherwise, you will really lose your life here!

But before he could think of a way, Su Luoheng's attack came again. With his wrist shaking, the golden dragon spear thrust out again. But this time Long Xiaoyao was not so lucky to dodge.

"boom--"

The golden spear was like an awakening giant dragon. The dragon's tail flicked gently, bringing up a gust of wind. Long Xiaoyao felt that the surrounding air seemed to be hit by the dragon's tail, causing a faint tremor.

The violent explosion instantly swallowed Long Xiaoyao. Long Xiaoyao's whole body flew out like a cannonball. Blood spurted out from the mouth and nose, and it hit the desert in the distance.

The sword blade followed closely and instantly pierced Long Xiaoyao's chest, nailing him to the desert. Blood gurgled out and became soaked in the blink of an eye.

Blood mixed with sand was spit out from the mouth. Long Xiaoyao had a painful expression on his face. He felt as if his internal organs had been displaced, and the pain was unbearable.

It seems that the outcome of this life and death battle has been announced.

"Let's use it to erect a monument for you."

Su Luoheng's muttering voice reached Long Xiaoyao's ears.

The golden dragon spear was thrown out again, and Long Xiaoyao reluctantly looked up. The golden spear was getting closer and closer, filled with killing intent. He opened his eyes with difficulty, filled with strong unwillingness and grief.

He doesn't want to die here. To be more precise, he didn't want to die in Su Luoheng's hands. Becoming the first and most likely the last Ultimate Douluo to die in the hands of the Soul Saint.

"No - I don't want to die yet!"

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao suddenly thought of something, raised his right palm with difficulty, and stuffed a bead as white as jade into his mouth as if swallowing a jujube.

At the same moment, the golden dragon spear pierced the heart and came out through the body. The blood rushed wildly and instantly dyed Long Xiaoyao's entire body red. His eyes were dim and his vitality was quickly passing away.

When the blow ended, the spear also dissipated.

But at this moment, when Su Luoheng was about to lift the inherent barrier, a strong vitality burst out from Long Xiaoyao's body.

When the elixir enters the mouth, a soft warm current immediately flows down the throat, turning into pure energy and quickly integrating into the body.

The originally damaged heart was wrapped in a soft golden light, and the injuries on his body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his soul power, which was on the verge of drying up, returned to its peak at this moment.

"Um?"

Su Luoheng was slightly startled, but soon he regained his calm and calm expression. If he could defeat Long Xiaoyao once, he could defeat him a second time.

Long Xiaoyao was inexplicably surprised.

He thought he would definitely die, so he took the dragon pill with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse. Unexpectedly, it really worked, and it actually made him recover from the near-death state in a short time.

It is worthy of being condensed from the essence of the Holy Dragon of Light. If it had not been nourished by the hands of Munn and the energy in it had not been completely purified, I would have ended up in the same fate.

It's just that this Dragon Pill was originally intended for Mun En's disciple, but now it was refined by himself.

Although he had no choice but to do so, he was the one who broke his promise and took away the junior's things. I feel guilty. We can only wait for more care in the future and make up for it elsewhere.

However, these thoughts were fleeting, because Su Luoheng's attack struck again. The golden dragon gun was like a bolt of lightning, piercing Long Xiaoyao's vitals.

But this time, feeling the extremely abundant soul power in his body, Long Xiaoyao's confidence doubled. He didn't dodge like before.

What's more, if he continues to defend blindly like before, even if the dragon pill provides soul power, he will not be able to escape Su Luoheng's attack in the end. In a desperate situation, the only option is to fight to the death.

A flash of determination flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, and he waved his fist at the golden dragon spear that came through the air. Two yellow, two purple, three black, two red, and nine soul rings lit up at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang" sound, the first three soul rings exploded instantly and turned into a ball of ink-colored light, which completely converged on Long Xiaoyao's right arm. Although Huan Huan would fall into a period of weakness, he had no time to care about it at the moment.

In an instant, Long Xiaoyao's whole body momentum surged several times, and at the same time, he punched forward with his right fist, punching out like a thunderous sound, carrying this thunderous momentum!

"Break it for me!"

Punch and gun collided in the void.

"Boom——"

The loud noise was particularly clear in the empty desert. The two forces collided with each other. A dazzling aperture bloomed from the collision point, and strong fluctuations spread like ripples. The aftermath razed the surrounding area hundreds of meters to the ground, cracking the ground and scattering dust.

The energy was exhausted and the Golden Dragon Spear collapsed again.

The ring explosion, coupled with the energy contained in the Dragon Pill, and Long Xiaoyao's all-or-nothing style of play, were able to tie the fight with the Golden Dragon Spear in the Fantasy Collapse state.

"Well, a ring explosion?"

"Isn't this thing the Haotian Sect's unique skill of using hammers, the Great Misu Hammer? How come Long Xiaoyao knows this trick?"

"But then again."

A trace of surprise flashed in Su Luoheng's eyes, and he murmured: "If he knew there was such a method as ring explosion, it seems like a soul master would know it..."

After all, the Ring Explosion thing has no technical content. Compared to Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, it is already a well-known soul skill. It just lacks in power and safety.

However, due to the huge cost of exploding the ring, this attack is rarely used by soul masters.

But at this moment, Long Xiaoyao has completely given up. He knows very well that only by fighting to the death can he find a chance of survival!