Douluo Zhibo Madara

Madara wiped the blood from his face and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the masterpiece in front of him.

Ban looked at Yan's eyes full of hatred and mocked nonchalantly: "Do you feel the pain? Do you particularly want to kill me?"

Yan lowered his head slowly, as if he didn't dare to look at Madara's high and disdainful eyes, but he was hiding the unstoppable killing intent and hatred in his eyes.

"I must kill you!" Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes to adjust. When he raised his head again, he covered the criss-crossed wounds on his face and looked at Madara calmly and said with joy and sorrow.

Yan's words were not as arrogant and unrestrained as before, but they were calm as if he was stating a fact, and all Qingtian's hatred was buried in the calmness.

Nice look!

Anyone else would have been shocked by Yan's extremely penetrating eyes, but this just aroused Madara's interest.

"It's a good ambition! I just don't know if you can do it?" Madara gently shook off the blood stains on the kunai and said in a low voice.

"Yan!" Seeing Yan's miserable appearance on the ground, Xie Yue and Hu Liena staggered forward and slowly lifted his upper body up.

"I originally wanted to send you on your way! But," Madara looked at the three of them condescendingly, his tone casual, but suddenly the topic changed: "I changed my mind! Let's see what kind of surprise you can bring me!"

"You are a lunatic!" Hu Liena helped Yan cover the bleeding cheek with one hand, her eyes full of tears, and her voice trembled slightly as she said.

"Madman? Whatever you think, it's just the wail of a defeated dog!" Hearing Hu Liena's curse, Madara sneered, squatted down and patted her cheek, staring into her eyes with blood-red eyes and said every word. : "Weakness is the original sin!"

At this moment, Madara's not very strong figure blocked the sunlight that had just emerged, casting a large shadow on the three of them, as if it also blocked the hope of the golden generation's soul.

This scene will be deeply engraved in their hearts and become a shadow that they will never be able to get rid of.

Just when Madara was about to leave, several black shadows fell from the sky, as if appearing out of thin air, vaguely surrounding Madara and the Wuhundian trio.

An old man with a skinny figure but wearing a white robe and exuding a cold and arrogant temperament looked at the three people in embarrassment and ordered with an ugly expression: "You guys hide in the back! Leave this to me!"

"Sorry to trouble you, Bishop Lin!" Xie Yue tried her best to overcome the severe pain in her body. Together with her sister Hu Liena, she lifted up the seriously injured Yan and nodded gratefully towards the old man.

There is no doubt that these people are the saints who came to protect their soul saint from Wuhun Palace. They originally wanted to disperse and look for one of their missing soul saints, but they didn't expect that such a mistake would happen.

The leading old man exuded a cold aura, and his face was gloomy and livid as he stared at Madara with his head held high in front of him. His tone was as cold as the cold winter: "How dare you treat the golden generation of our Spirit Hall like this! Why don't I take you? The heads of the people will be surrendered!"

If he couldn't take down Madara General, even if he was a Contra who failed in his duty and died, he would still have to shed his skin.

Madara looked around at the Soul Masters from the Wuhun Palace who were ready to take action at any time, and said arrogantly: "That also depends on your ability!"

The eight soul rings behind Bishop Lin rotated slowly, emitting a powerful aura that complemented the group of soul kings and soul emperors.

"What a loud tone! Then go to the underworld and brag about your bullshit!" Bishop Lin's eyes flashed fiercely, and the martial spirit was already possessed, and he struck preemptively as he spoke.

The first and second soul rings flashed behind Bishop Lin. He flipped his wrist and two black and white chess pieces were clamped on the fingers of his hands.

The two chess pieces turned into two black and white streams of light and were thrown, heading straight for Madara in front of him.

Madara just casually turned sideways and effortlessly dodged Bishop Lin's two black and white chess pieces that looked mediocre in power.

Before Madara had time to wonder, Bishop Lin's attack as a Contra was so weak, and the two chess pieces had already burst into bright light.

not good!

Madara watched helplessly as the black and white chess pieces were attracted to each other like magnets, crashing towards Madara from two directions at a faster speed.

The collision of the two chess pieces seemed to produce a chemical effect, releasing a terrifying power with a roar. Just the aftermath of the explosion blew Madara away like a piece of paper after narrowly escaping from it.

Even though Madara was being cautious, he still underestimated the various strange martial spirits in Douluo Continent, as well as the various weird soul skill effects, which were hard to guard against.

Bishop Lin was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. The black and white chess pieces kept appearing out of thin air from his hands, and then he shot the bows left and right towards Madara who was dodging in front of him.

Madara jumped around, but was overwhelmed by Bishop Lin's confusing attack with unpredictable trajectory.

"You only have this kind of ability. No matter how powerful you are, a little soul king can still turn the world upside down?" Bishop Lin kept bombarding Madara. Seeing that he couldn't take down Madara for a while, he started to attack him verbally.

Before Madara could exert all his strength, he was ridiculed by the ignorant Bishop Lin in front of him, which soon aroused Madara's inner anger.

Madara immediately stopped, making Bishop Lin overjoyed, and quickly speeded up his movements.

Ban felt that the Bishop Lin in front of him was too ignorant, so he smiled angrily and said: "Very good, don't you want to anger me?"

One after another, the black and white chess pieces turned into wisps of light, and the continuous explosions instantly enveloped Madara who stopped resisting.

Bishop Lin saw Madara's figure being submerged by endless explosions, took a deep breath and stopped what he was doing.

At this moment, a flash of blue light appeared in the dust splashed by the explosion, looking extremely bright.

Still not dead?

Bishop Lin's face turned ferocious, and he raised his hand to see countless black and white chess pieces, wanting to repeat the same trick.

Countless wives collided and exploded on Susanoo, but they seemed to be tickling the giant's skeleton and had no effect at all.

Madara casually blew away the smoke with a wave of his hand, and stood unscathed among the half-length Susanoo giants. He folded his arms and looked coldly at the group of Spirit Hall lackeys in front of him.

"Now that you've finished fighting, it's my turn!" Madara's hoarse voice seemed to be in their ears. As soon as they heard this sentence, they felt a pain in their bodies, and then the world spun, as straight as garbage. He was swept away by the huge Susanoo arm.

"What the hell is this? It can't even hit my Star Luo Chess!" Bishop Lin stepped back again and again, looking at Madara who was killing everyone in the field and no one could stop him, he thought in shock and anger.

"Old man, go to hell!" Madara, who was fighting heartily in the field, looked at Bishop Lin who was hiding in the distance. The fourth soul ring behind him lit up, and three magatama were in his beard. Zuo Nenghu rotated in his hand, and then flew towards Bishop Lin with a wave of destruction.