Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

A trace of panic flashed across Xingchen Douluo's eyes, and his lips trembled slightly.

Ghost Scythe Douluo gritted his teeth, and his eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness.

Xingchen Douluo lowered his voice and said:

"I didn't expect this kid to be so tenacious that he could survive such an attack."

"It seems that we still underestimated his strength. This is trouble."

Ghost Scythe Douluo replied with a gloomy face: "Humph, it's just the last gasp of a dying horse."

"Even if he is still alive, he must be seriously injured. We still have a chance."

They looked at each other and saw deep worry in each other's eyes, as if they saw the shadow of failure gradually looming.

Tang Lan was still alive as Time Douluo and Ice Bear Douluo said.

Time Douluo and Ice Bear Douluo laughed.

Time Douluo laughed boldly, and the laughter resounded through the sky.

"I knew that this guy wouldn't fall so easily! He is our hope!"

Ice Bear Douluo laughed so hard that his huge body trembled.

"Tang Lan always brings us surprises! I never doubted him."

Time Douluo continued, "I told you a long time ago that Tang Lan is not so easy to be defeated."

"He has unlimited potential, this is just a small test."

Ice Bear Douluo responded, "Yes, let's wait and see how Tang Lan will deal with them."

"Those guys are destined to pay the price for their arrogance."

At this moment, Tang Lan stood there, like an insurmountable mountain, making the enemy timid and the friendly side full of hope.

His posture was upright, as if he could support the entire sky, and his firm eyes were like bright stars, making everyone believe that victory will belong to them.

The wind around him blew gently, lifting the corners of his clothes, but it couldn't shake him at all.

Tang Lan glanced at the people from the Holy Spirit Church and the four empires in front of him. Those people were in a state of panic.

Some people were terrified, their minds were blank,

as if they had fallen into an endless dark abyss, their thinking was completely stagnant, and only instinctive fear was spreading in their hearts.

Some people regretted participating in this confrontation with Tang Lan, and kept blaming themselves in their hearts:

"Why did I get involved in this dispute, why did I become an enemy of such a terrible opponent?"

Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

Others pretended to be calm, but they could not control their trembling legs. Although they tried to maintain the calm on the surface,

their slightly twitching mouth corners and constantly shaking bodies still betrayed their extreme panic in their hearts.

Tang Lan spoke:

"Are these the bugs hiding in all the Holy Spirit Churches and the four empires in Shrek City? This time, you will all be wiped out!"

His voice was icy and piercing, as if it came from the judgment of the Nine Nether Abyss.

Every word was like a sharp ice spike, carrying endless chill and murderous intent,

piercing the enemy's heart fiercely, making their hearts seem to be frozen instantly.

After hearing Tang Lan's words, the people of the Holy Spirit Church and the four empires became even more panicked.

Their eyes became extremely terrified, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

However, when their eyes swept over the large number of people on their side, a trace of luck rose in their hearts.

The trembling body of a Soul Douluo stabilized a little. He swallowed hard and said to himself as if to comfort himself:

"Don't be afraid, we are numerous and powerful. No matter how powerful Tang Lan is, he can't wipe us all out."

"After all, two fists can't beat four hands."

Although he tried to keep his voice calm, the slightly trembling tail tone still exposed his inner fear.

Another Soul Saint also echoed:

"That's right, if we go together, we may not have no chance of winning."

"If everyone works together, we may be able to take him down."

Although they said so, their eyes were still erratic and flickering, and they did not dare to look into Tang Lan's sharp eyes.

Obviously, they did not have full confidence in their words.

Xingchen Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo also looked nervous at this time, and fine beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

But soon they also stabilized and tried to calm their inner panic. Xingchen Douluo took a deep breath and said:

"We have put a lot of effort into dealing with Tang Lan this time. All means and strategies have been prepared."

Ghost Scythe Douluo nodded and continued:

"Although Tang Lan's strength and intelligence are very different, we were a little unprepared."

"However, it is still unknown who will win this battle! We can't just be intimidated by his momentum."

The next second, Tang Lan did not hesitate to attack directly,

his figure flashed like a ghost, and he instantly rushed towards the Soul Douluo closest to him.

The ancient dragon martial spirit on his body shone brightly, the dragon's might was mighty, and the majestic soul power pressure crushed towards the Soul Douluo like a mountain.

At the same time, the Overlord Spear martial spirit in Tang Lan's hand emerged,

the gun body flashed with cold light, as if it could see through everything.

Under the suppression of Tang Lan's powerful martial spirit, the Soul Douluo instantly felt difficulty breathing,

the whole person seemed to be bound by an invisible force, his hands and feet could not move at all, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

However, this Soul Douluo was no ordinary person.

He endured the huge pressure, his eyes wide open, veins on his forehead bulging, and he roared:

"Don't think of defeating me easily!"

A huge flame lion martial spirit appeared behind him.

The flames burned fiercely, and the hot breath spread, as if to ignite the surrounding air.

The soul ring on his body lit up.

As he performed it, the flame runes flew out of his hands and turned into flame chains.

This flame chain is called "Yanyu Soul Locking Chain". With the scorching high temperature, it swept towards Tang Lan with a whistle.

The flames on those flame chains were like living things, baring their fangs and claws, as if they wanted to tightly wrap Tang Lan and burn him to death.

Where the chain passed, the air was burned and distorted, making a "sizzling" sound.

Tang Lan's eyes condensed, and his body retreated instantly, avoiding the first round of attacks from the "Yanyu Soul Locking Chain".

Then he shook his wrist, and the Overlord Spear was like a dragon out of the sea, piercing the flame chain with a fierce momentum.

There was a loud "bang\

,"the tip of the spear collided with the chain, bursting out dazzling sparks.

The "Hell Soul Chain" was repelled a little, but soon attacked again.

The Soul Douluo pushed with both hands and shouted: "Trap me!"

At the same time, he used another soul skill "Fiery Sky Slash\

,"and a flaming long sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards Tang Lan.

Tang Lan dodged flexibly, and the Overlord Spear in his hand stabbed left and right, constantly dissolving the Soul Douluo's attack. (End of this chapter)