The Secret Story of the Flower God of Douluo Continent

Hearing this sudden sound, Meng Fei's body retreated as if he was electrocuted, and in an instant he was 100 meters away.

Yue Guan only felt that the pressure around him receded like a tide, and he regained his ability to move. Moreover, the hazy feeling became clear, and he could sense the surrounding environment again.

In front of him, someone appeared before him. Wearing a bamboo hat and cloth, he holds a similarly simple long sword in his hand. The word "Silent Abyss" engraved on it fully explains his identity.

"Teacher!" Yue Guan said in surprise. Chen Han helped resolve the many dangers he encountered. Unexpectedly, this time facing such a powerful titled Douluo, the teacher arrived in time.

Although Chen Han's true strength is not clear, judging from the teacher's calm look, it is obvious that there will be no unsolvable difficulties. Yue Guan simply worshiped and trusted Chen Han, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoguan, leave quickly." Chen Han shouted in a deep voice, waking Yueguan up. "Your cultivation level is not enough, and you have consumed too much. Our fight may affect you. Leave the spirit fighting field, everyone else is outside."

Chen Han's words reached his ears through sound transmission. Yue Guan didn't hesitate at all, absolutely obeyed Chen Han's orders, turned around and left.

"It's not that easy to leave!" Wei Jia had just been scolded by Meng Fei and was already simmering with anger. Seeing that he had a chance to make up for his mistake, Wei Jia immediately pounced forward and reached the Yue Pass.

"Presumptuous!" A black light spread from Meng Fei's body and hit Wei Jia's forward body.

How powerful the Titled Douluo is, the gap between Meng Fei and Wei Jia is even greater than that between Wei Jia and Yueguan.

Wei Jia's body was directly whipped and flew away. The formation-breaking yue in his hand was directly shattered by the black light. The soul ring on his body disappeared immediately, and the aura that was so powerful a moment ago immediately withered.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and Wei Jia's eyes dimmed. The body fell heavily to the ground, and the trauma caused by the broken martial soul made Wei Jia unable to even get up.

He was filled with shock. On the one hand, he didn't expect Meng Fei to suddenly attack him. On the other hand, he was also surprised by the opponent's strength.

He had always thought that Meng Fei just had two more soul rings than him, but now he realized how wrong he was. He didn't even use his martial soul, and he was seriously injured with just a casual blow that gathered his soul power.

Titled Douluo, indeed a Titled Douluo.

In fact, how did he know that, let alone him, even the Blood Demon Douluo Jie Xiao, who was also a titled Douluo, would be trembling in front of this Mo Zhu Douluo.

After reaching the level of Titled Douluo, each level is completely different. A ninety-seventh level Titled Douluo could even deal with three ordinary Titled Douluo on his own.

And Meng Fei's strength is outstanding even at level ninety-seven, so one can imagine his strength.

"Did I let you take action?" Meng Fei looked coldly at Wei Jia who fell on the ground, with no emotion in his eyes and no trace of pity.

Wei Jia just wanted to reply, but he felt a surge of killing intent like a terrifying wave. He shuddered immediately, and then he realized that Meng Fei was really murderous.

"Don't think that just because you are the second prince of Wei Kingdom, to me, you will become an abandoned son at any time." After saying that, another burst of soul power swept Wei Jia directly into the spirit fighting arena. edge.

Yue Guan has left the spirit fighting arena, and now only Chen Han and Meng Fei are left here. Chen Han always held Ji Yuan and did not make any move. Looking at Meng Fei's movements, his eyes remained calm, as if he had known it for a long time without any surprise.

Meng Fei also turned around and looked at Chen Han. Chen Han's eyes were a little complicated, but he didn't say anything.

Meng Fei snorted coldly and said, "Long time no see, senior brother."

Chen Han said calmly: "Junior brother."

"Senior Brother's strength is really beyond my imagination. He was able to kill a Spirit Hall Titled Douluo in such a desperate situation. It seems that I still underestimate you."

Chen Han glanced at Ji Yuan and said, "Because you don't really understand the sword. When you truly understand it, the soul power level does not represent cultivation."

"Oh, really?" Meng Fei sneered: "It's a pity that even so, you can only watch your best friend die and can't do anything."

A flash of anger flashed in Chen Han's eyes, but he regained his composure the next moment: "Do you want to anger me? You are wasting your efforts."

"why?"

"Because from the moment you let that Nirvana team, led by a Titled Douluo, hunt us down, you are no longer an opponent worthy of respect in my heart."

"Soldiers are deceitful. Isn't this what you have always upheld? How many times have you done it in a high-sounding way, but you think I am despicable?" Meng Fei said sarcastically, not to be outdone.

Chen Han looked at him with still extremely calm eyes, and continued: "Between you and me, this should be a battle between gentlemen. We shouldn't be opportunistic, and we shouldn't involve people who have nothing to do with it. You are strong, you are I have seen the most powerful opponent. But unfortunately, in my heart, you have already lost."

"Loose? There is no winning or losing between you and me, only the difference between life and death. Chen Han, don't think of yourself as the savior, you are just a hypocrite. Let's settle it today. You will pay the price for betraying Wuhun Palace!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Fei raised his right hand, and all the black light condensed, gradually forming a long black knife. The blade is extremely long, and together it is even half a point taller than Meng Fei.

A black dragon is carved on the knife, hovering on the handle. The dragon's head was just on the blade, but its eyes were golden. It is obviously carved, but it does not feel like a dead thing. On the contrary, it is full of spirituality, just like a real black dragon.

This is Meng Fei's martial spirit, Anmo Yanyue Sword.

The next moment they released their martial spirits, their bodies rushed forward at the same time and collided in the center of the spirit fighting arena.

The golden light of the dragon's eye on Anmo Yanyue's sword shines brightly, creating a golden shadow of the sword. Chen Han's Ji Yuan had the same blue sword energy as before, and two sharp sword energy collided in the air.

Ji Yuan is extremely sharp, while Anmo Yanyue Sword is powerful and heavy. One was free and easy, the other was calm. The two completely different auras collided and suddenly turned into an extremely powerful impact.

It was just an ordinary fight, but the terrifying impact that spread out actually shattered all the glass in the Great Spirit Fighting Arena, and even cracks appeared in the building.

And this is just the aftermath of the fight between the two, which shows how intense it was.

The two were separated at the first touch, and retreated a hundred meters away again. Neither seemed to be affected by the other. Apart from the exchange of positions, only the damage to the spirit fighting field could prove that an extremely brief but terrifying event had just occurred. of confrontation.

Soul rings have risen on the bodies of the two of them, and Chen Han still has an astonishing configuration of seven black and two red. And Meng Fei's soul ring turned out to be exactly the same as his, also seven black and two red.