Douluo Heavens Upgrade

Wuhundian

"Gulu, Guru"

The remaining seven titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace couldn't help but approach each other with solemn expressions, no longer daring to surround Chen Xiaoming like before.

Especially the remaining two titled Douluo with level soul power were even more tempted to retreat.

Although it is true that they are Titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace, it is not easy for them to cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo.

Chen Xiaoming can instantly kill level titled Douluo with one shot, which means he can kill both of them instantly at any time.

The two titled Douluo were a little unhappy at being slaughtered as easily as mowing grass.

They can die for the future and glory of Wuhun Palace, but they cannot die so worthlessly.

Especially Chen Xiaoming's eyes swept over the two of them from time to time, making the two of them feel even more insecure.

It's so frustrating, when did the dignified Titled Douluo get killed like someone was cutting grass?

Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at each other. Chen Xiaoming's strength exceeded their imagination. With such strength, it was useless to rely on the crowd tactics.

"Everyone below level will step back."

With a cold shout, Wuhun Palace still needs these people for the next big job, but Chen Xiaoming cut the grass casually. Neither Bibi Dong nor Golden Crocodile Douluo can stand it.

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, the three of them instantly flew out and landed below.

Chen Xiaoming didn't make any more moves. Two weaklings at level and one at level left as soon as they left. There was no one left here. They couldn't even catch his punch. They could test his full set of soul bones. The power?

After taking a look at the remaining strong men in Wuhun Palace, there were still one ninety-five, one ninety-six, two ninety-seven, and two ninety-eight, a total of six strong men with the title Douluo.

Chen Xiaoming frowned slightly and looked at the man with only level ninety-five soul power rather displeased.

Forget about the one at level ninety-six. You, you at level ninety-five, haven't even touched the door of a Super Douluo. Why are you still here?

"You, go down."

With an indifferent expression, he pointed his right hand at the ninety-fifth level titled Douluo and shouted coldly.

The man with level soul power was obviously stunned and was on full alert, waiting for Chen Xiaoming's attack.

As a result, the attack didn't come, but the opponent waited for him to end.

The man turned his head slightly and looked at Bibi Dong, who frowned and thought for a while, then nodded.

The man's face turned red for a moment, thinking that he had lived for such a long time, and even though he had the strongest soul power in the mainland, there were not many who could beat him.

Today, I was disliked by a young man in his twenties.

A dignified ninety-five-level titled Douluo is not even qualified to fight.

Being so humble, the man felt that he was not as good as those two ninety-two level companions. After all, those two were really weak.

He looked at everyone with confused eyes for the last time. The man didn't even know what he was doing.

Are you here just to give away your life and be chosen by the other party?

Bibi Dong didn't know the man's inner thoughts. Bibi Dong only knew at this moment that the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

The hatred for Chen Xiaoming has exceeded everything else.

As the Pope of Wuhun Palace, her years of hard work were all in vain today. The prestige and accumulated foundation of Wuhun Palace over the years were all defeated by Chen Xiaoming alone.

"Gulu, what are you doing, Teacher Chen?"

The fat man Ma Hongjun swallowed his saliva. Chen Xiaoming acted like he was ordering food. Could it be that he was so strong that even a titled Douluo could order it like a dish?

Dai Mubai, Oscar and others all looked at each other, silently not wanting to speak. Sure enough, the boss knew how to play.

Not far away, Ning Fengzhi was speechless. One person shocked the entire Wuhun Palace. Is this the strength of Extreme Douluo?

In mid-air, Chen Xiaoming's eyes were still dissatisfied as he watched another person descend. However, it was good to warm up with these people first.

"Are you ready?"

As the words came out, the space fluctuated faintly, and in the flash of silver light, Chen Xiaoming had disappeared. The Aoki Dragon Spear in his hand disappeared, replaced by a clenched fist.

With a simple punch, Chen Xiaoming's whole body was shrouded in silver light, and the power of the entire set of hundred thousand year soul bones was mobilized. He did not use the skills of the soul bones, but relied purely on the strength of his body to punch out.

"boom."

The sound was violent, and the only Titled Douluo with level soul power felt like he was hit by a cannonball. His body flew backwards, his chest was dented, bone fragments were pierced out, and the body was a mess of blood and flesh. It was too horrible to see.

The blood splattered in mid-air turned into a bloody meteor and hit the ground directly beneath him. A large crater with a radius of five meters and a depth of two meters was created in the granite ground. The surroundings were filled with smoke and dust, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo and others' expressions changed drastically, their eyes were extremely horrified, and they looked at Chen Xiaoming blankly.

She could barely keep up with Chen Xiaoming's speed just now, but Chen Xiaoming's burst of power at this moment made Bibi Dong feel a little desperate.

"His strength is stronger again."

Sword Dou Luo Chen, who was watching from below, murmured in his heart. The speed and explosive power at that moment were at least five times stronger than before. It reminded him that the other party wanted the soul bone before.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin felt that Chen Xiaoming must have gathered a set of soul bones.

Not only Bibi Dong and others were a little stunned, but Chen Xiaoming was also a little stunned when he saw the power of his punch.

What is this? Is it so scary to end one's power with just one punch?

With a set of -year-old soul bones, and the power of blood integrated into the soul bones, Chen Xiaoming could feel that his power had increased several times, but Chen Xiaoming didn't know how strong it was.

Now that one punch almost killed a ninety-sixth level titled Douluo instantly, Chen Xiaoming had a general understanding. After all, he only used half of his strength in the punch just now.

“What a crispy skin”

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming's interest suddenly dropped. Titled Douluo was stronger in soul power and soul skills, but there wasn't much difference in physical strength.

Even Qian Renxue, who has become a god, can be pierced through the heart by Guanyin's tears, which shows that the physical strength of gods is also low.

With his current strength, Chen Xiaoming really didn't think anyone on the other side could take a punch from him without dying.

I originally wanted to ask them to test how strong my strength is, but now it seems that I won't be able to test it.

It was all about punching a kid, and Chen Xiaoming felt a little uninterested.

Can you be more forceful? I don’t want to be One Punch Man.

Screaming feebly in his heart, Chen Xiaoming felt a deep feeling of loneliness welling up in his heart.

There is a saying that life is as lonely as snow. .

There is a song that is sung.

How invincible, how lonely, how invincible, how kidney-deficient

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