Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo! Take down that evil obstacle for me quickly!" Bibi Dong gave the order, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were already eager to try, rushed towards Xiao Wu impatiently.

"Xiao Wu, it's my turn to protect you now! Even if you are a spirit beast!" At this critical moment, Tang San's thin figure stood in front of Xiao Wu like a mantis holding a chariot, and fired several rounds of hidden weapons in his hands. Daowu Guang tried to stop the attack of the two titled Douluo.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's back infatuatedly. At this moment, it was like the most indestructible barrier from the gods descending to protect him in front of him, firmly engraved in his heart.

"You are simply looking for death!" A cold light flashed in Ju Douluo's eyes. He had already recognized that this boy was the target he had made to sink into the sand before, and the attack in his hand became even more fierce.

However, a figure suddenly jumped onto the spirit fighting platform, and the next moment Susanoo's half-length form opened up, like a huge blue half-length giant that simultaneously enveloped Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Despite the strange ghost-like attacks and the torrent of golden chrysanthemum petals, it remained motionless like a solid rock, successfully blocking the attacks of the two titled Douluo.

"Xiao San, no matter what choice you make, I will always be on your side!" Madara stood in front of the two of them, and with a slight movement of his lips, the message reached Tang San's ears.

"Yeah!" Tang San nodded vigorously, suddenly realizing that with Ban's presence, the current situation wasn't so scary.

"His Majesty the Pope, is it unjust for Wuhun Palace to wantonly retaliate against the student team that won the championship?" Dugu Bo also stood up at this time and asked.

"Your Majesty, please have mercy! Xiao Wu is our companion, and we will never abandon her!" The remaining Shreks looked at each other and saw determination in their companion's eyes, and they all moved forward and knelt down on one knee to plead.

"Why do you need to care about what this Pope does? Is it possible that Earth Poison Douluo's old eyesight is so dim that he can't see that it is a 10-year-old soul beast?" Bibi Dong was extremely powerful, and that awe-inspiring pressure was already standing towards Tang San and the others. Together, Dugu Bo crushed away.

The pressure like a tide spread to the entire place in an instant. All the soul masters who had not reached a certain level of cultivation felt like a mountain was pressing down on their shoulders and fell to the ground. Even Madara, who had Susanoo's protection, was far away. Feel the peerless aura that suppresses everything.

"Madara, right? Let me ask you one question, do you want to make friends with this person or not?" At this moment, Bibi Dong looked at Madara indifferently like a god descended from the world.

"It's so funny! Do you think you can make me surrender like this?" Madara felt the abyss-like tyrannical momentum coming from him, and clusters of flames slowly burned in his eyes. He slightly licked the corners of his dry mouth and spoke in a low and deep voice. Husky said.

"Uncle, will master fail?" Mumu unexpectedly followed Madara's pace at some point, gently pulling on Tang San's sleeve from behind, and asked with some worry.

"No! Absolutely not! Because he is my brother Madara!" Tang San squeezed Mumu's cold little hand and said with great admiration as he looked at the back of the tall figure.

At the same time, a weak but persevering aura was slowly released with Madara as the center, as if endless blood and murderous intent were mixed in it, far opposite to Bibi Dong's aura.

"What a shame for such a talented person! Kill him!" Bibi Dong's quiet and noble cheeks were covered with frost, she opened her lips lightly and ordered.

"Go! Kill that kid!" Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, and at the same time, they used their strongest soul skills to attack Madara.

At this moment, the endless chrysanthemum petals formed a giant golden dragon. It looked up to the sky and roared with a roar that shook the whole world. Under the fusion of Ghost Douluo's attack like an evil ghost, it seemed that he had his own soul in an instant, with a fierce murderous killing intent. He blasted towards Susanoo with unbearable momentum.

If you can't take it, you will die!

Madara's sixth sense in his heart was warning him frantically that the two titled Douluo's joint attack would definitely break Susanoo's current state.

Then let’s give it a try and see which one of us is stronger!

Madara's Sharingan rotated rapidly to the limit, and the fighting spirit surged out of his chest, outputting his soul power at all costs. A long sword appeared in the hand of the controller Susanoo, and at this moment even After swiping out the afterimage, the water-like cold light surged together into a frenzy of sword light, brazenly attacking each other.

bring it on!

The sound that erupted at the moment when the two behemoths collided caused all the soul masters with low cultivation levels to cover their ears in pain. The shock wave even uprooted the giant tree decorated in front of the Wuhun Palace, and it flew out like a toy. tens of meters.

Fortunately, there were several titled Douluo in the field who took action to provide shelter for the soul masters in their direction, blocking the aftermath of the attack.

"Ahem! One plus one is greater than two? I really underestimate you two!" Madara used a scythe and a fan to support his body on the ground, his face slightly ferocious and blood oozing from his mouth.

Susanoo's arms that were originally in front of him have been shattered like fragile ceramics, and a big hole has even been broken into his chest. Spider-web-like cracks covered the entire front of Susanoo's face, which looked incomparable. The tragedy.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo fell from the sky, and in tacit agreement, they took a few steps back and used their clothes to block their slightly trembling and even unconscious hands. Although the two were not injured, the sky-wide sword that Madara slashed out Mang is not that easy to pick up either.

There was no way. Madara, who was carrying three burdens at this time, could only withstand such an attack, otherwise he would never be injured so easily.

"Martial Soul Hall, is that all? Hahahahahaha!" Madara, who was obviously extremely miserable, laughed wildly and straightened his spine, like a proud lion who would not lower his head even if he was covered in wounds.

Madara's laughter resounded throughout the entire arena, and was especially harsh in Bibi Dong's ears, attracting all kinds of eyes.

Some people may say that he is arrogant and unruly, while others may admire him for being so brave even in the face of desperate situations.

But Madara knew deeply, could the woman kneeling on the ground and praying humbly at this moment survive?Do not make jokes!

In this case, why should you lower your proud head!Even if you are against the whole world, so what?

He was in awe of Bibi Dong because she was strong, but in Madara's dictionary, strong people are meant to kill and surpass!

"Such a person must not be allowed to enmity with him! Otherwise, Wuhun Palace will be in danger!" For some reason, such a ridiculous idea appeared in Bibi Dong's heart, and it was deeply rooted in her mind and she could not get rid of it.

Seeing that the two titled Douluo under her command did not continue to pursue the victory, Bibi Dong seemed to notice that the two of them were in poor condition, and slowly completed the possession of the martial soul and slowly stood up from the supreme throne, following the steps step by step. Walking down the steps, his tone was as cold as the cold wind and he said, "Then, let me take you on your way!"

Have you grown to this point?

In the audience, almost everyone was staggering under the pressure of the Pope's sea-like aura, but there was a figure in a cloak who sat there quietly without being affected in the slightest, and was unusually conspicuous.

Xiaoban, have you grown to this point?