Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Chameleon, you're back! Why did you bring one with you?" A soul master who was on guard outside asked very vigilantly as he saw Madara and the Chameleon soul master walking one behind the other, gradually approaching the camp.

However, before the soul master could finish speaking, a ray of light had already flashed from Madara's hand, and instantly turned into a kunai and stabbed deeply into the soul master's neck.

"Ho!" The sentry soul master tightly covered his stinging neck, but the unstoppable blood still trickled down, and his throat made a strange sound when he wanted to scream.

"Enemy attack!" The tragic warning sounded throughout the entire camp, instantly awakening the camp like a sleeping giant.

Groups of ferocious souls emerged from the tents, exuding a tyrannical aura. They all completed their possession of martial souls and rushed towards them.

Madara stood there quietly, watching the messy soul masters in front of him with cold eyes, a disdainful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the overwhelming crowd came in front of Madara, and all the soul masters exuding evil aura looked maliciously at Madara, who was obviously here to stir up trouble.

Several groups of soul masters were faintly divided into four groups, with clear lines. Soon a leading figure appeared in each group and stood together in front. Yu had been silently observing the confrontation with Madara.

A fat and dark bald man looked like a reckless butcher. He bared his big yellow teeth and yelled: "Boy! Where did you get out of here? Do you understand the rules?"

"I'm here to compete with you for the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus! Now I'll give you a piece of advice, it's best to leave!" Madara seemed to have not heard the butcher's words, and he openly issued a warning to the group of people in front of him.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and then burst into countless laughter like a volcano erupting: "Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard!"

"I thought it was an opponent, but I didn't expect it to be a lunatic!" A skinny old man took a step forward from the four of them, looked at the spot in front of him with a gloomy expression, and said with a strange smile.

Madara looked at the laughing crowd in front of him and suddenly felt that they were so pitiful and ignorant.

The Nine Lama licked his paws beside him, looking like he was watching a good show, and said funnyly: "You don't even know who your opponent is, I really don't know how you can laugh!"

It was indeed a bit ridiculous to send a warning to hundreds of soul masters even though there was only Madara.

However, soon they will no longer think so!

"In that case, let's send you on your way!" Madara coldly pulled out the sickle and fan from behind and murmured.

The next moment, a bloody aura rose from Madara's body, and a bloody ferocious beast faintly formed, roaring at everyone.

As soon as Madara stepped on his foot, it instantly turned into an arrow that flew off the string and flew towards the unprepared people in front of him.

Madara rushed into the group of soul masters in the blink of an eye, and raised his knife to kill the enemies in sight. From the sky, it looked like a bloody blade cutting through a loose snow ball like a hot knife cutting butter. .

puff!puff!

The sickle in Madara's hand was swung one after another, and every time the opportunity came, a person's life would be taken away, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

By the time everyone reacted, Madara had already killed everyone in front of them and came behind them, leaving a road paved with blood behind him.

Just one person killed them in the blink of an eye, which made them angry but also very frightened.

"Kill him!" Without waiting for an order, everyone thought in tacit agreement, and the movements in their hands became a bit more fierce.

In an instant, the colorful soul skills bloomed like brilliant fireworks, as if they were about to drown Madara.

Madara didn't panic, countless blood energy burst out from his body, forming a shield composed of blood energy in front of him, as if he wanted to use it to resist this vast attack.

Most of the attacks were blocked, but there were still many powerful long-range soul skills that penetrated the blood shield directly and shot at Madara behind him.

That's enough!

Madara looked at the sparse attacks in front of him, holding his fan tightly with both hands, and fiercely attacked the long-range soul skill wheels in front of him like a wheel hammer.

Uchiha bounces back!

Jingle!Jingle!

The moment those powerful long-range soul skills hit Madara's waving fan, they were all redirected and instead attacked the crowd.

The soul masters never expected that such a change would occur, and many of them were caught and shot by their own people when they were unprepared.

Seeing everyone in chaos, Madara turned around and went back to kill without hesitation.

"Don't mess up, come together!" The famous soul master who looked like a bald butcher shouted loudly, scolding everyone for barely maintaining the strength to fight.

Madara stepped forward and came to the front row of soul masters. Without hesitation, he drew his scythe and moved forward to sweep through the entire army.

The soul masters in the row in front had been prepared for a long time, and colorful rays of light flashed through, either for attack or defense, but they were all ineffective under this terrifying power.

The soul masters in the first row were instantly thrown away like a broken wall. Many of their bodies had been broken into two pieces in mid-air, and their blood spilled onto the soul masters behind them.

Even those soul masters who were lucky enough to be affected by the attack were shocked to the inside by this powerful force and fell to the ground, wailing and unable to get up for a while.

Before Madara could make a killing, countless icicles, flames and various soul skills were already in front of him, making him have to dodge.

Seeing that their reckless attack finally gave him a chance to breathe, the bald butcher's eyes lit up and he immediately started shouting orders again.

"Quick! Stop him! Work harder!"

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When Madara retreated, he grabbed the heads of the two soul masters and asked them to drag them to the ground. He used their heads to plow a deep ditch, and they were immediately dead.

Madara frowned slightly when he heard the butcher's shouts, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed as he thought about the butcher who had been directing him.

The Butcher Soul Master suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He turned around and saw Madara's eyes filled with murderous intent. Instantly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Madara was flashing and moving, while advancing in the direction of the butcher. From time to time, he encountered a soul master who was blocking the way and killed him with a knife.

Seeing Madara's aura of killing gods and Buddhas, the Butcher Soul Master suddenly became heartbroken and retreated without a trace, while still fooling others to get on top of him.

But Madara's speed of killing the enemy far exceeded his expectations. He was already standing in front of him without stopping like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Grandpa, please..." The butcher soul master watched Madara walking towards him step by step like a murderer. However, those soul masters did not dare to step forward for a moment. Their knees went weak and they knelt on the ground. They were just about to open their mouths to beg for mercy. , only to find that he was flying.

As the world spun around, he saw an extremely familiar headless corpse kneeling on the ground, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.