Douluo: Tang San grew up a demon and fell into the evil trap Qian Renxue

"The fourth soul skill: Dragon Star Cluster!"

Zang said these words calmly. Although his voice was plain, the strong confidence and majesty contained in it made everyone feel shocked.

He stood there, looking at the seven people from Elephant Academy indifferently, his deep eyes seemed to be shining with the light of stars.

In the sky, countless golden light arrows fell like fiery trees and silver flowers. They cut through the sky and penetrated all obstacles. Their targets were the people in front of them.

The spectacular scene seemed like a punishment from heaven, making people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Looking at the countless arrows of light in the sky that were like golden rain of light, in the corner of the VIP table, Dark Qian Renxue looked at Zang who was relaxed and at ease, with a vague look of obsession in his eyes.

She sighed in her heart: "It's so beautiful!"

That unique majesty and elegance fascinated her.

Dark Qian Renxue couldn't help but think of how different this man was!

His soul skills are so gorgeous and shocking, as if they are powers from another world.

At this moment, she felt as if she was attracted and conquered by such power.

The seven people from the Elephant Academy looked up in horror at the falling dragon stars in the sky. The densely packed golden light arrows exuded amazing soul power, making them feel a huge pressure.

Their faces instantly turned pale, and their hearts were filled with shock and fear.

"Is this the soul skill displayed by the fourth soul ring of Ten Thousand Years? It's actually so amazing!"

At this time, Hu Yanli, who was over three meters tall, thought to himself, hesitating whether to use his head soul bone to defend against this soul skill.

He clearly felt the powerful soul power contained in the countless light arrows. He knew that the power of this soul skill had exceeded the fourth soul skill of ordinary soul sects. He wondered whether his strongest fourth soul skill could defend against it.

While he was still hesitating, his grandfather Hu Yanzhen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Li'er, the power of this soul skill has surpassed the ordinary soul emperor's sixth soul skill. Your fourth soul skill cannot be defended. Hurry up and use the soul bone skill of the head soul bone!"

Hu Yanzhen's voice contained a bit of restlessness, as if he was worried that his most beloved grandson would be buried under the hidden dragon star group's soul skills.

After hearing his grandfather's words, Hu Yanli no longer hesitated and quickly activated the soul bone skill of the head soul bone.

At this time, Zang suddenly felt an astonishing soul pressure coming from his body, surging like a huge wave, as if it was going to completely destroy him.

However, he acted as if he didn't feel anything at all and just turned his head silently to stare at Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect on the VIP stage.

Hu Yanzhen's eyes shone with sharp light, like two sharp swords, revealing his Contra-level courage and majesty.

There was an astonishing aura condensed on his body, like the calm before the storm, but it was hidden and silent, only targeting one person.

There was a vague anxious look in his eyes, and he was obviously thinking about how to guide his grandson to deal with the competition in front of him.

At the same time, Zang also noticed that Hu Yanzhen's lips were moving slightly. He should be using the sound transmission technique to tell Hu Yanli to use the head soul bone in time.

Hu Yanzhen, who was arrogantly trying to use Contra-level pressure to suppress Zang, had just finished transmitting his voice, but suddenly felt as if he was in an icy winter.

A piercing killing intent swept through him like a cold wind, making all the hairs on his body stand up.

In an instant, his whole body froze in place, as if frozen by ice. A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and his fat old face immediately turned pale and colorless.

Hu Yanzhen felt as if a sharp sword was being held between his brows, throat and heart. The sword energy was so sharp that it was almost hard for him to breathe, and his back felt cold.

At this time, Hu Yanzhen already knew who was coming. He couldn't help but feel his throat swelling, swallowed his saliva, and began to feel timid in his heart.

I saw a figure in white clothes, Shengxue, appearing next to Ning Fengzhi at some point.

That was none other than Sword Douluo Chenxin. The sharp sword intention flashed in his eyes, like two dazzling lightnings lighting up the world.

The appearance of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin made the entire VIP table become silent. His white clothes fluttered in the breeze, like a cold light on the snow-capped mountains.

His eyes were full of determination and sharpness, making people dare not look at him. His magnetic voice gently reverberated in the air around the VIP stage, allowing everyone present on the VIP stage to hear it clearly.

"Master Huyan is so courageous. He actually dares to play such an unflattering trick in the Soul Master Competition. Could it be that you want to test whether my Seven Kills Sword is sharp or not?"

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's voice reached Hu Yanzhen's ears, and the domineering and confidence revealed in that voice made Hu Yanzhen's fat body tremble.

He mechanically turned his head to look at Ning Fengzhi's position aside, only to see the fearsome Sword Douluo standing there, his eyes flashing with fierce sword intent.

At this moment, Hu Yanzhen couldn't help but feel bitterness in his heart. He knew that he had fallen into a desperate situation. Facing the powerful pressure of Sword Douluo Chenxin, he seemed to feel that he had become as insignificant as dust.

His body began to tremble, and his heart was filled with fear and uneasiness.

Hu Yanzhen knew that his behavior this time had completely angered Sword Douluo Chenxin, and the severest punishment would be waiting for him.

At the same time, several people on the VIP stage were also shocked by the appearance of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin.

Bishop Salas turned his head to look at the white-clothed Shengxue figure next to Ning Fengzhi, his heart filled with fear.

When Ning Fengzhi saw Sword Dou Luo Chenxin suddenly falling from the sky, he couldn't help but feel happy, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, hehe... When did Sword Douluo Mian come here? Please forgive Hu Yanzhen for being rude just now."

Looking at the sudden arrival of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin, Hu Yanzhen stammered.

His voice was full of tension and uneasiness, as if he was carrying a thousand kilograms of weight.

Then, he bowed deeply towards Sword Douluo Chenxin's position, and even the cold sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes without daring to reach out to wipe it away.

His actions seemed very humble, completely different from his previous arrogant attitude in front of Ning Fengzhi and others.

This is because Hu Yanzhen knows very well that Sword Douluo Chenxin's temper is not comparable to that of Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

Moreover, just now he had secretly used his aura to bully the genius son-in-law of their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, which undoubtedly caused Sword Douluo Chenxin to be extremely dissatisfied.

With Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin's murderous temper, he didn't split him in half on the spot because of his reputation as the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect.

He knew that he had made an unforgivable mistake this time, and he could only bear it silently in the face of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's anger.

Seeing Hu Yanzhen, who was arrogant at the front and respectful at the back, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's expression instantly dropped.

He snorted coldly and turned his head to the side, not looking at Hu Yanzhen's humble face at all.

His heart was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, and he felt disgust and contempt for Hu Yanzhen, the usually arrogant and arrogant leader of the Elephant Armor Sect.