Douluo's New Divine Court

"boom!"

Under the attack of the Nether White Tiger, "Gao Feng" turned into a sandbag, constantly bumping back and forth in the forest, and the anger in the extremely aggrieved "Gao Feng" eyes gradually dissipated.

Instead, it was a kind of fear, and the black gas that could protect him from harm was getting weaker and weaker, as if it might completely dissipate at any time.

And if all the black gas dissipated, then under the attack of the Nether White Tiger, he would only instantly turn into a puddle of mud.

"What the hell is this?"

The more he attacked Yang Dong, the more surprised he was. In the stormy attack just now, the person on the opposite side didn't even show any damage, which is too abnormal.

Abnormally unreasonable.

"boom!"

Another blow fell, and more than half of the Netherworld White Tiger soul power that Dai Zhong and Dai Zhong had transformed into had been consumed. With the suppression of Yang Dong's ghost hand martial soul, Dai Zhong and Dai Zhong were unable to use martial soul fusion techniques even if they wanted to.

"General, are you here or not? I'm really going to be beaten to death."

As soon as "Gao Feng" complained, a light flashed, and three figures appeared in front of "Gao Feng", one of them raised his arm and made a very arrogant posture, the pitch-black gas turned into the strongest shield, Firmly blocked in front of several people.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The shadow's proud shield was torn apart by the Nether White Tiger without hesitation, and then it was sent flying with one paw.

Installation of x failed.

"Who the hell are you!"

Yang Dong controlled the Netherworld White Tiger to retreat a distance, and finally couldn't help but ask this question.

One person can be said to have a natural effect, but now three more people have appeared in front of him, and they have the same power as the previous person.

At the same time, there are four people with the same talent effect, and they have not shown their heads on Douluo Dalu.Yang Dong couldn't think of where he had offended these people.

"Is this person Yang Dong?"

The visitor didn't care about Yang Dong's question. The leader, known as the general, looked at "Feng Feng" beside him and asked.

"Yes, General, this man's smell is the same as that man's. It's just a little strange that his Wuhun is not a wind sword."

"Gao Feng" patted his chest in fear, if the blow just now landed, I'm afraid he would really die.

Wind sword?

Yang Dong's heart sank, the Wind Sword Martial Soul is unique to the Wind Sword Sect, so the few people in front of him probably came from the Izumo Principality.

"Then let's do it."

The general glanced at Yang Dong indifferently, waved his hand, and immediately two figures shot out, attacking Yang Dong.

Within a kilometer radius, a dense black liquid rolled down, covering the entire area in an instant.

"Swallow the world."

Under the control of the two, the dense liquid turned into a huge mouth and bit down on Yang Dong.

What the hell? !

White Tiger Lie Wave!

The Netherworld White Tiger roared angrily and spit out a bright white beam of light from its mouth, which collided with the huge black mouth.

Click.

In Yang Dong's gaze, the white tiger's fierce light waves were continuously swallowed by the huge black mouth, and in a blink of an eye, the huge black mouth attacked Yang Dong again.

"Pfft!"

The huge black mouth successfully swallowed Yang Dong and the Nether White Tiger into it.

"finished?"

"Gao Feng" muttered to himself looking at the scene in front of him.

Was the Nether White Tiger who beat him into a mess before so easily dealt with?

"It's over? Xi, you underestimate these people on the Douluo Continent too much. They are not so easily dealt with. If they could be dealt with easily, we wouldn't have been blocked by a Wind Sword Sect for so long. "

The general didn't know what to say, his eyes fell on the big black mouth, as if he could see the scene inside.

"Blow up."

Yang Dong's face turned pale, and he issued the latest order for the Nether White Tiger.

Do not,

Don't blow yourself up.

Dai Zhong and the others desperately wanted to regain control of the Nether White Tiger, and self-explosion was worse than death for them.

It's a pity that the Nether White Tiger was suppressed by the Ghost Hand Martial Soul, so he ignored the shouts of Dai Zhong and the other two.

After taking a humane look at Yang Dong, the tyrannical power of the whole body exploded, and the big black mouth that kept trying to devour Yang Dong and the Nether White Tiger was the first to bear the brunt, and was directly blown into powder.

Found you.

Five cuts!

Break the army and rise the dragon strike!

Slash!

Yang Dong's speed was like a ghost, and he landed several consecutive sword skills on one of them.

The person without the black gas body protection is not as strong as Yang Dong imagined, but very fragile. After several swords fell, the person who was attacked by Yang Dong died tragically under Yang Dong's sword.

one left.

Yang Dong's footsteps did not stop, and he attacked the other person very quickly.

"General, save me."

"General, save me!"

Unfortunately, his call failed to bring him rescue. The man he called a general watched with cold eyes as Yang Dong appeared in front of him.

He also watched him die under Yang Dong's sword.

"Cough cough."

Yang Dong coughed up a mouthful of blood, and wiped his lips carelessly. The Nether White Tiger's self-explosion just now also caused serious injuries to Yang Dong.

"Will……"

"Gaofeng" hesitated to speak and looked at the people in front of him. He didn't understand why the general just watched Banong and the others die.

Aren't we all teammates who perform missions together?

"Tin, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. You're a smart guy. You should understand what I mean, right?"

The general still said without looking back.

He didn't care about the deaths of the two of Banon, and he could still use waste to enhance his strength after death.

"Let me think about it. Your name is Yang Dong, the son of Yang Tianyi. What should you call me? Let me think about it. By the way, should you call me Third Grandfather?"

While the general was talking, he took off the bamboo hat covering his head.

An extremely old face appeared in front of Yang Dong, his face was covered with strange black lines, and as he opened his mouth, the strange black lines seemed to come alive.

"Long time no see, grandson Yang Dong. How are you doing after all these years?"

This voice, this face.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Yang Dong's body trembled uncontrollably.

Yang Hong,

The person who appeared in front of Yang Dong was Yang Hong, the third elder of Fengjian Sect.

It has been more than ten years since he left Fengjianzong at the age of six. Although he has not seen each other for many years, Yang Dong is very sure that the person in front of him is the third elder Yang Hong whom he has not seen for a long time.

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