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

Thunder Eagle felt this powerful attack, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

It flapped its wings and released powerful thunder and lightning again, trying to block Wang Dong's winged guillotine.

"Zizzizi!"

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The thunder and lightning collided with the guillotine, making a harsh sound and shooting out dazzling sparks.

"Wang Dong, come on!"

Huo Yuhao shouted loudly from the side, and at the same time used mental detection to find flaws in Thunder Eagle for Wang Dong.

Tang Lan also clenched the weapon in his hand, ready to support Wang Dong at any time.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and poured soul power into the Winged Guillotine.

The light of the guillotine became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the thunder and lightning of the Thunder Eagle.

"It's now!" Huo Yuhao reminded loudly.

Wang Dong understood this and suddenly increased his strength.

The wing guillotine broke through the lightning blockage and slashed straight at the Thunder Eagle's wings.

"Ouch!"

The Thunder Eagle let out a scream, and one of its wings was hit by Wang Dong's wing guillotine, causing blood to splash everywhere.

However, just when they thought the crisis was over, the fallen Thunder Eagle struggled to fly again.

Its eyes were full of madness and hatred, and the thunder and lightning on its body flashed more violently, as if it was making a last-ditch effort.

Wang Dong frowned and stood ready, "This guy is really tenacious!"

Huo Yuhao quickly concentrated and used all his strength to use mental detection, "Everyone, be careful, its power seems to have changed again!"

Tang Lan crossed his arms and swept through the formation with a calm expression. He was very strong and didn't even bother to take action at this moment.

The Thunder Eagle suddenly opened its mouth, and a thick bolt of lightning shot towards the three people like a beam of light.

Wang Dong quickly waved his winged guillotine, trying to resist the attack.

"Boom!" The huge impact made Wang Dong take a few steps back.

Huo Yuhao shouted: "Wang Dong, hold on!"

Wang Dong readjusted his state and injected soul power into the winged guillotine again. The light shone and he shouted: "This time, you can't escape!"

"The second soul skill: Light of the Butterfly God!" Wang Dong roared loudly with firm eyes.

In an instant, dazzling light burst out from his body, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky, extremely bright.

It is like a blazing sun, the light is so intense that it is almost impossible to look directly.

That light contained extremely powerful and pure soul power fluctuations, which surged toward the Thunder Eagle with overwhelming force.

Thunder Eagle's originally crazy eyes were deeply frightened at the moment the light appeared.

Fear quickly spread in its eyes.

It may have never thought that the opponent in front of it could burst out with such a powerful force.

Huo Yuhao was flushed with excitement, waving his fists and shouting excitedly:

"Wang Dong, well done, this move will definitely defeat it!"

His voice was particularly loud in this intense battle atmosphere.

The Thunder Eagle felt the fatal threat and flapped its wings frantically, releasing more and more powerful thunder and lightning.

Thick thunder and lightning intertwined together to form a dense grid, trying to block the approach of the Butterfly God's light.

However, the light of the Butterfly God seemed to possess indestructible power.

Easily breaking through the obstacles of thunder and lightning.

The light of the Butterfly God completely enveloped the Thunder Eagle in an instant, and the Thunder Eagle let out a miserable and painful scream.

Its originally majestic feathers gradually turned black under the heat of the light, losing their former luster.

Its body was shaking violently, as if it was suffering tremendous pain and torture.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his forehead, and big beads of sweat kept falling.

But he did not relax at all, and continued to output soul power, making the light of the Butterfly God continue to increase in power.

At this moment, Thunder Eagle seemed to realize that it was in a desperate situation, but its survival instinct made it make a final struggle.

It used up the last strength of its body and rushed towards the weak point of the light desperately.

Trying to break through the shackles of light and escape from this battlefield that is like a nightmare to it.

However, Thunderhawk's struggles were in vain.

The dazzling light of the Butterfly God seemed to have endless magic power. The light was like countless powerful hands, tightly binding the Thunder Eagle, preventing it from moving at all.

Every time Thunder Eagle tried to break free, it was like hitting an indestructible copper wall, with no effect.

Its originally sharp claws scratched in vain in the air, but could not touch the light at all.

The thunder eagle's scream became weaker and weaker, and its originally powerful power receded as quickly as the tide as the light of the Butterfly God continued to wear away.

In its eyes, the initial anger and madness were gradually replaced by deep despair.

It is a fear and helplessness of approaching death.

Its feathers began to fall off due to the burning of the light, and they scattered in the air, like a sad snow.

Wang Dong's body was trembling slightly, and every output of soul power made him feel extremely tired.

But his eyes were extremely firm, and he only had one persistent belief in his heart.

That is, no matter what the cost, we must completely defeat the powerful enemy Thunder Eagle in front of us.

Veins popped up on his forehead, and sweat flowed down like a pour, soaking his clothes.

But his hands still maintained the release of soul skills steadily, refusing to relax at all.

Huo Yuhao watched the battle nervously, clenching his hands unconsciously, and his palms were full of sweat.

His heart was beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat,

I silently cheered for Wang Dong and prayed that Wang Dong would succeed.

His eyes never blinked, for fear of missing any moment.

At this time, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the powerful power of the Butterfly God's light, forming strange ripples.

The ripples continued to spread, making the surrounding scene blurry.

It seems that the entire world is affected by this powerful force.

The space seemed to be humming faintly under the pressure of this light.

The Thunder Eagle's wings had drooped down feebly and could no longer flap. Its body began to sway, like a fallen leaf that was about to wither in the strong wind.

Its beak kept spurting blood, and its eyes had become distracted, but there was still a trace of unwillingness.

"Wang Dong, try harder, it will die soon!"

Huo Yuhao could no longer suppress his excitement and shouted loudly.

His voice was hoarse due to nervousness, but it was full of expectation and encouragement.

Wang Dong heard Huo Yuhao's cry, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and poured the last trace of soul power in his body into the light of the Butterfly God without reservation.

His face turned red from the extreme exertion, and his eyes flashed with determination.

There was a faint halo around his body, which was a sign that he had gathered all his power together. (End of chapter)