Douluo: I am going to be invincible

"Zhen Yue, you are quite capable..."

A faint voice came out.

Qian Yang looked at the golden hoop on his body, and he didn't expect that Zhen Yue would actually implement his joke.

He carefully felt the hardness of the golden hoop. Well, it was indeed a bit hard.Even the Soul King found it difficult to escape for a while.

It's a pity...he is not the Soul King.

card wipe.

With a slight exertion, the golden hoop that Yan couldn't break free even with all his strength was shattered by Qian Yang.

The purple-gold golden hoop fragments turned into dots of starlight and dissipated, and Zhen Yue's expression also changed at this time, feeling a little bit of backlash.

Seeing the seemingly powerful attack launched by the blood-eyed man in front of him, Qianyang flashed a trace of disdain deep in his eyes.

He really didn't want to take action because he was afraid that he would be too powerful and accidentally kill the person on the opposite side.

But now he had to take action.

Qian Yang walked in front of Hu Liena and the others and protected them behind him.

Following Qian Yang's footsteps, countless floating white feathers suddenly appeared on the entire Soul Fighting Stage.

These feathers are very magical. Each feather actually has some red and blue lines on it, which looks extremely gorgeous.

Purple Saint Swan Feather!

Qian Yang used this external soul bone again.

It can be said that Qian Yang rarely uses Burning Blood Fang since he obtained the Purple Saint Swan Feather. There is no other reason than that it is handsome.

Qian Yang controlled the purple swan feathers in the air to slowly gather in front of him, and suddenly a huge white irregular shield formed by the feathers appeared in front of him.

The moment the shield was formed, the blood-eyed man's fifth soul skill had already arrived and collided fiercely with the shield.

boom!

Following the collision, feathers flew all over the sky, and Qian Yang's body was looming hidden among the flying feathers.

And the ten shocking bloody claws were completely blocked by these fragile-looking feathers.

Everything returned to calm.

When the man with blood-eyed eyes saw that his attack was actually received by a young man on the opposite side who had been ignored by everyone, a look of disbelief suddenly filled his face.

"He... isn't he only level 40? Did they falsely report their soul power level!"

All the soul masters on the opposite side had this thought running through their minds.

After all, how can any Soul Sect be able to take the Soul King's full blow?

Qianyang didn't give them any time to be stunned. The white feathers floating in the air gathered behind him, forming a pair of huge swan wings.

With a burst of wings, Qianyang's body turned into an afterimage and disappeared instantly.

Almost at the same time, Qian Yang appeared in front of the man with blood pupils and stared at him condescendingly.

Clench your fist slightly, and then punch it out. This is the purest form of physical strength.

A terrifying air wave exploded, and the man with blood-eyed eyes felt a force that he could never resist coming from his abdomen. Severe pain instantly swept through his body.

At the same time, his body was directly blasted away by Qian Yang. His violently retreating body flew directly over the Soul Fighting Stage and landed below the stage.

The man with blood-eyed eyes struggled to stand up, but he vomited a large mouthful of blood in pain and then fainted to the ground.

There was a terrifying depression in his stomach, which was in the shape of a fist.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't see clearly what was going on. Qianyang had already knocked the person down.

"What terrible power is this!"

"You're lying. There's no way this person is a level 40 soul master. He's definitely cheating!"

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Ignoring the shock and doubts of others, Qianyang followed the same pattern after blasting away the man with blood pupils, blasting everyone except Zhen Yue out of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Finally, Qian Yang looked down at Zhen Yue with cold eyes, "Why...why did you deliberately show up at the door of my dormitory? What is your purpose?"

As Qian Yang's words fell, a terrifying mental pressure descended from the sky.

Under this pressure, Zhen Yue's face turned red and she collapsed directly to the ground.

His fat body was trembling on the ground, and big beads of sweat were dripping crazily.

Out of fear, his teeth couldn't help but make a chattering sound.

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Zhen Yue yelled like a madman.

Qian Yang was about to press further, but he heard a very majestic voice.

"That's enough, they've lost."

Qian Yang looked up and found the owner of the voice.

Astonishingly, it was Ye Sifeng, the Third Enshrinement Officer of Wuhun Hall.

Qianyang put away the Purple Saint Swan Feather and bowed slightly to him.

This old man still needs to be given some face.

According to Ye Fengtian, he still supports Qian Daoliu and has not been poached by Bibi Dong. He is in the same formation as him and is still a powerful senior who deserves respect.

Qianyang ignored Zhen Yue who was about to pee. In fact, he already knew why Zhen Yue instigated Hu Liena and the others to fight with him, but he was unwilling to get the answer from him.

The reason for his instigation was simply to test his own strength and whether he had really obtained the ten thousand year soul ring.

If it was true, Bibi Dong would have arranged for someone to come and assassinate him.

Of course, Zeng Qianyang had also always wondered why the man who assassinated him, Lordiala, could know where he would pass by and appear in that deserted place at that time.

Now that he thought about it, he almost understood it in his heart.

The problem should have arisen with the space bracelet Zhen Yue gave him.

Fortunately, the bracelet had been blasted to pieces by the Titan ape, otherwise Bibi Dong would have sent a killer to assassinate him.

Qianyang was about to take Hu Liena and the others away from the Soul Fighting Stage, but there were voices of doubt in the audience: "Master Dean, this person absolutely cannot be the Soul Lord. Did you make a mistake when registering your level? A How could a Soul Lord be so powerful and defeat a Soul King with one punch without even using his martial spirit? This is simply a fantasy!"

This man's voice had a very firm tone, as if he was convinced that what he said was right.

At the same time, there were many voices of agreement. They also did not believe that Qianyang only had the realm of Soul Master.

Qianyang heard the sound and looked at the man. It was an unfamiliar face that he didn't recognize.

Dean Ye Sifeng also frowned. He believed in Qian Yang because he was the grandson of Qian Daoliu.

How could the great grandson of Da Chongfeng play such a trick?

Ye Sifeng looked at Qian Yang and said to him, "There is nothing I can do. In order to prove your level, can you summon your soul ring and show it to everyone?"

Qianyang didn't speak, and his body gradually lit up with sacred golden light.

Sacred golden light rose into the sky, and a barefoot girl stepped out of the golden light.

The girl's eyes were slightly closed, and three pairs of milky white angel wings stretched out behind her.

At the same time, the three soul rings representing the soul master realm slowly climbed up from the soles of Qianyang's feet.

It's just that these three soul rings look different from ordinary people.

Black black black.

Looking at these three profound soul rings, the whole place fell silent for an instant.

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