Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

In the center of the battlefield, a large circular pit suddenly appeared, like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, swallowing everything around it.

On both sides of the battle, one of them was surrounded by shining light and burning flames, like a falling meteor. He was shaken by the huge force and slid along the ground for dozens of meters. His hands turned into sharp claws that hooked two deep grooves on the ground, and dust flew everywhere.

The other person was surrounded by green air, like a ghost, but was smashed into a luxuriously decorated high-end clothing store by an irresistible force.

The building collapsed with a loud bang, and wood fragments flew everywhere. Fortunately, the customers in the store had already fled, leaving only a few shopkeepers and waiters who suffered some minor injuries and were groaning.

The air was filled with a burnt smell, which was a chemical reaction caused by the flames and green gas, making people suffocate.

The aftermath of the battle raged like a gale, destroying the surrounding buildings one by one. Countless people fled in fear, fearing that they would be affected by the battle.

The shining person slowly stood up, and turned out to be a beautiful woman with a slender figure and graceful demeanor.

Five furry fox tails hung behind her, swaying gently in the wind.

The beautiful woman raised her jade-like fingers. The nails on them became extremely long and sharp. A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Old Monster Murong, my claws don't taste good, do they?"

Murongzhe climbed up from the ruins in a panic, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spat fiercely: "Hu Lenghui, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so fierce, an old woman."

"The God Devouring Raging Waves Breaking Army Art is so damn awesome."

Hu Lenghui snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in her eyes: "Old Monster Murong, you son of a bitch, everyone says you look like you deserve a beating, now it seems true!"

Murong Zhe uttered a "Pah" and sneered, "I'm going to stop you. If your candidate for the Saint Lady dies here, I'll see how you'll report to your superiors when you get back!"

Hu Lenghui waved her hand nonchalantly: "I just need to stop you, the Holy Envoy of the Ghost King Sect."

"As for whether you little bastards can knock her down, you're overthinking it."

"How can the candidate saint of Qingqiulin be defeated so easily?"

Murongzhe sneered repeatedly: "Oh, really?"

He turned his head and glanced into the distance, then said with a gloomy face, "Even 'Fox Sky Canghai' has been used. It seems that the situation of your candidate saint is not optimistic."

Hu Lenghui curled her lips and said, "If she really dies, it only proves that she is not suitable to be a saint. The sooner she dies, the sooner she can be reborn, so as to save resources."

"Besides, those kids you brought out to travel with might have died in the Fox Sea."

Murong Zhe laughed out of anger: "One against four, and you still have such a relaxed expression, you are worthy of being the leader of the Fox Hunting Clan who is known for being cold-blooded and ruthless!"

Hu Lenghui smiled slightly, with a fierce look in her eyes: "Thank you for the compliment. As long as I kill you, I will have an explanation when I go back."

"Old Monster Murong, today is the day you die!"

Murong Zhe sneered a few times and was too lazy to answer.

Hu Lenghui's posture is agile, like lightning across the night sky, swift and fierce.

The five fox tails behind her, as they danced wildly, looked like five vivid snakes of fire, winding and tumbling in the air, spewing out blazing flames, and they all contained the terrifying power to burn everything.

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Liu Xinxin suddenly let out a scream, so sharp that it seemed to pierce the sky, "Hu Qianning, you, you actually tried to kill Mo Lichen?!"

Her eyes were full of disbelief and her body was trembling slightly.

Hu Qianning just glanced at her indifferently without saying a word, and walked towards Liu Xinxin with light and firm steps. Every step seemed to carry an invisible pressure.

Suddenly, a whistle was heard, and a team of dozens of patrol guards came running from a distance.

Liu Xinxin's heart trembled, and she exclaimed, "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

She almost used up all her strength to roar out these two words, then turned around and jumped up like a frightened bird, fleeing into the distance.

Seeing this, Gou Sheng did not hesitate. He swung the bone knife in his hand and followed closely behind, quickly disappearing in a cloud of dust.

Chen Xiaojun stood quietly where he was, looking deeply at the direction they were leaving, and called out softly, "Uncle Changyun."

Zhu Changyun understood what he meant, and his originally fierce attack eased instantly.

At this time, Yu Mixuan took the opportunity to find an opportunity, snorted coldly, and said fiercely: "Humph, I will let you go today. However, we in Wujian Palace will definitely settle this account!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had turned into a shadow and disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only those cruel words echoing in the air.

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Zhu Wuneng, who was not far away, was stunned and muttered to himself, "No, this Soul Emperor died so easily?"

Chen Xiaojun shook his head gently. "How could a master from the Ghost King Sect fall so easily? That was probably just one of his clones, or some kind of secret technique."

Zhu Wuneng couldn't help but look again at the place where Mo Lichen had just been engulfed by flames. There was nothingness there, not even a trace of flesh or charred corpse left, only wisps of green smoke drifting gently in the breeze.

And Hu Qianning, after adjusting her breathing for a moment, swayed her body like a blooming lotus, and walked lightly towards Chen Xiaojun and the others, appearing so calm and unhurried.

It seemed as if everything that had just happened was just an insignificant episode to her.

Hu Qianning took light steps and slowly walked to Chen Xiaojun. She bowed and said in a voice as sweet as a nightingale, "Thank you for your help, young master."

Although she covered her chest with her hands, she could not hide her snow-white skin. The scale of her face was comparable to that of Zhu Wuxin, who was known as the number one in Chenlin Village.

However, its temperament is like an orchid in a valley, pure and elegant, with a touch of holiness that cannot be desecrated.

Chen Xiaojun waved his hand gently and said with a smile: "Miss Hu, there is no need to be polite. Yu Mixuan and his ilk are just reaping the fruits of their own actions."

As he spoke, his eyes were as clear as water, frank and honest.

Hu Qianning stared into his bright eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he smiled lightly, "In any case, it is a great help for me that you and the others have restrained Yu Mixuan. Otherwise, I would have found it difficult to repel them."

With her strength, it would be difficult for her to deal with the two people she had just attacked at the same time. She would be at a disadvantage against three people, and the only thing she could do was to escape against four people.

Chen Xiaojun blocked Yu Mixuan at the right time, which undoubtedly helped her a lot.

After all, in the siege, control-type soul masters like Yu Mixuan are the most difficult to deal with.

It was because of this that she was able to seize the fleeting time difference and stabilize the situation before the Soul Emperor Mo Lichen caught up with her.