Douluo's leaves cover the sky

In Ye Ying's eyes, there was only one bright spot shining on Snake Spear Douluo's back.

Worthy of being a titled Douluo.

But Ye Ying would not give up this rare opportunity. Three black soul rings shone brightly under his feet, and his whole body's energy and energy gathered from top to bottom, reaching his hands and eyes.

At the right moment, Ye Ying gently pushed his hand forward, and the sharp spider bone accurately penetrated the bright spot.

boom

violent explosion

Titled Douluo-level soul power was released like a flood, violent, twisted, and chaotic.

Ye Ying was thrown away before he could do anything. He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters, hit a boulder and stopped, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

A big hole was blown out of Snake Spear Douluo's back, and his body was almost penetrated. He lowered his head in disbelief, and the snake spear in his hand turned into a burst of green light powder and disappeared in the wind.

puff

Snake Spear Douluo knelt weakly on the ground, his head drooping, and he gradually lost his vitality.

Juyueguan covered her mouth and nose and coughed continuously, the strange velvet and sky-talling chrysanthemum martial spirit above her head dimmed.

He had just endured a titled Douluo's soul power attack almost head-on.

"Xiaoying, how are you?" Juyueguan staggered towards Ye Ying.

Ye Ying clutched her chest, her face twisted.

How can a titled Douluo be so easy to kill?

Even with the Shadow Demon Eyes and the attached soul bone, Ye Ying still paid a huge price. Half of his ribs were broken, and one even penetrated into his internal organs.

The Buddha comforted him from the bottom of his heart, "Stay steady, we can win."

Ye Ying gasped rapidly, and strings of blood foam overflowed from his mouth.

At this moment, Thorny Douluo suddenly fell from the sky, and he hit Ye Ying hard with his right fist that transformed into a Thorny Hammer.

boom

Dust was everywhere, and the next moment, there was no leaf shadow on the spot, only a pool of blood and a deep pit.

Ye Ying was smashed to pieces.

The agouti Douluo slowly raised his right hand.

Juyueguan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he screamed, "The ninth soul skill is so heart-breaking that it falls like a flower."

All the remaining soul power in the body was drained away in just a few breaths, and Juyueguan fell weakly to the ground.

The strange velvet chrysanthemum suddenly became bright, and all the petals on it fell off. A strong wind blew up, and the petals rotated rapidly, faster and faster. All the stones, dust, branches, and fallen leaves on the ground were swept in, forming a continuous sky and earth. tornado.

The sky suddenly darkened.

"Be buried with the little nightingale" Ju Yueguan's face was filled with sadness and anger.

The tornado flew towards Agray Douluo.

Galway Douluo was horrified. He jumped up high and curled up into a ball. Spikes several meters long protruded from his body and rolled rapidly in the opposite direction to the tornado.

His mission has been completed, there is no need to fight with Juyue Guan anymore.

When support from Wuhun Palace arrives, it will be difficult for him to leave.

Juyueguan's soul power was exhausted, and he could not control the speed or direction of the tornado. He could only watch the Array Douluo disappear from his sight.

He took a few breaths, stood up holding on to the stone, took out a dagger from his waist, and actually wanted to chase Ayurhin Douluo.

Juyueguan's mood was extremely confusing, a terrible mess.

Guilt, regret, anger, and fear were all mixed together in his heart.

The elder of Wuhun Palace was attacked in Wuhun City.

Ye Ying died tragically at the hands of Galway Douluo in order to save him.

His Majesty the Pope will definitely be disappointed with him and criticize him.

Juyueguan held the dagger and chased in the direction where Douluo left.

"Grandpa Ju, I'm fine."

Ye Ying's voice rang in Juyueguan's ears.

Juyueguan was stunned for a moment.

"My third soul skill is immune to fatal damage, and now I am in your shadow." Ye Ying said slowly.

Juyue Guan was so happy that she almost cried, "Little Nightingale, you are not dead."

"It's too difficult." Ye Ying laughed at himself, "I'm safe in the shadow. I just need immediate treatment after leaving the shadow."

"Great, as long as you don't die, I'll ask His Majesty the Pope to help you invite Ye Qingxue.