Douluo System: The Road to Heaven

"You are very good, you are really good." Rakshasa's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud, but it dissipated in an instant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "The stronger you appear, the more I look forward to your body, continue. Keep showing your cards and I will show you what despair means."

"Oh haha, you are really full of bullshit. If I coax you, I will really be a turtle son." Hu Haojun's eyes were stern, and a sense of arrogance rose from his heart. Now that he has come to this Douluo Continent, he is considered a god. Also hibernate for yourself. The Thunderbolt Light Sword continued to emit strong thunderous sword light. Hu Haoxian waved it, and a sword mark rushed away.

Rakshasa looked at Hu Haoxun's flying sword marks. He immediately adjusted his emotions. He raised the white feather sword and shot out a sword mark with his backhand.

boom

The sword intent was scattered in all directions, but the two men's moves were still indistinguishable.

"The divine sound chases the soul and the thunder pierces the ears." Hu Haoxun stepped forward into the lotus and charged forward. The thunderous light sword made a buzzing sound. The sound of the sword was processed by the soul power and turned into a roaring thunder. The thunder struck directly at the Rakshasa's ears, into his heart, and into his spiritual sea.

"What a ferocious swordsmanship. The third soul ring, Rakshasa Death Sword, Breath of Death." Rakshasa felt that he had never seen a swordsmanship like this before, and he had to deal with it carefully. A purple-black soul ring behind him shone brightly, the white feather sword in his hand turned red, and an aura of death was revealed. With a slight wave of Rakshasa, the sword energy mixed with death enveloped Hu Haoyan. This was actually a soul skill that directly hit the spiritual sea.

Hu Haoyan used all his strength to activate the Thunderbolt Light Sword, shaking the Rakshasa's breath of death with the sound of thunder. In a red light curtain, blue and silver thunder was flashing continuously, intending to break through the Rakshasa's blockade.

"Ah, the sound of purple lightning and thunder," Hu Haoxun roared, and the thunderbolt lightsaber came out of his hand, blooming with the most brilliant light. He waved the sword finger of his left hand, and the sword energy of the Thunderbolt Light Sword surged, pulling in thousands of thunders, and the thunderous sound exploded, and it went straight to the Rakshasa's head.

"Hahaha, surrender." Rakshasa's death breath was very powerful, breaking through Hu Haoxun's two sword techniques and directly forcing out his purple lightning thunder sound. Rakshasa's eyes showed the light of victory, and the white feather sword was fearless of all the thunder and lightning, and pierced directly into Hu Hao's heart. Once it was stabbed, it would not only kill him, but also seriously hurt him.

Ding

The two swords intersected, and the Thunderbolt Light Sword broke with a sound. Hu Haoyan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Rakshasa with ferocious eyes, but an inexplicable smile appeared under the mask.

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"How is that possible?" There was a broken sword stuck in Rakshasa's right shoulder. This was Hu Hao's broken thunderbolt lightsaber.

"Ahem, cough, cough, no loss, no loss," Hu Hao smiled ferociously. Bright red blood was slowly flowing out from the seven holes, and the spiritual sea was tumbling uncontrollably. The sword fingers of his left hand were tightly clamped and pointed at Rakshasa.

"It's amazing that you have such great perseverance." Rakshasa looked at the broken sword stuck in his right shoulder. He knew that his breath of death was a soul skill that directly attacked the spiritual sea. Under the disturbance of this killing move, , Hu Hao was able to accurately control the broken sword of the Thunderbolt Light Sword to stab himself. He couldn't help but admired, "But do you think you can stop my steps like this? That's ridiculous?"

"Do you think I'm going to end like this? That's really ridiculous. Explode it!" Hu Haoxun shouted loudly, pushed hard with his sword finger, and the soul power burst out again, and the broken sword of the Thunderbolt Light Sword exploded in response.

boom

Rakshasa had no time to pull out the sword and withstood Hu Hao's heavy blow. His entire right arm was almost blown off, and half of his shoulder was blown off. His right hand was connected to some flesh and blood and hung on the right side of his body. He looked at Hu Haoyan fiercely, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. This was simply a shame for him.

"Okay, okay, you are really outstanding. Now I don't want your body anymore. I want you to die." Rakshasa roared, and his flesh and blood suddenly regenerated rapidly.

Hu Haoxun's face became solemn, and he quickly used the recovery method of Xingyan Soul Art to repair his spiritual sea. Ice and fire suddenly moved into the body, and at the same time, the undercurrent of soul power quickly calmed down. Hu Haoyao had to use his highest fighting state, otherwise he would really be left here today.

"The fourth soul skill, Xia Lei Thunderbolt Slash" Hu Haoyan could not give Rakshasa time to recover. He struck again. The Wuhun Lingxiao Sword instantly appeared in his hand, slashed forward, and directly attacked Rakshasa's heart.

"Ah, the third soul ring, Rakshasa Death Sword, Death Hate." The white feather sword that turned red in Rakshasa's hand burst out with hatred and resentment towards death. The sword intent condensed from resentment is full of strange and violent aura. Once contaminated, the soul master will fall into a place of eternal destruction.

Facing this endless hatred, Hu Haoyong suddenly felt a clear spirit in his mind, and his eyes became unusually peaceful. The stars in the spiritual sea are bright, and the soul sword emits extremely powerful thunder sword energy, full of sword intent of destruction and killing. The fearless emotion appeared, and Hu Haoyan's soul skills were so courageous to move forward.

"Go to hell" Hu Haoxun said these three words calmly. The Lingxiao Sword first cut through the death hatred of Rakshasa's White Feather Sword, and then stabbed his heart.

After succeeding with the sword, Hu Haoxun quickly retreated. In just one breath, Rakshasa was hit hard again. Hu Hao felt that his soul power was almost exhausted, and the spiritual power in the spiritual sea was almost exhausted. He turned around and left without stopping at all. He didn't know whether Rakshasa's life would really be in danger if he went down with the sword. He only knew that he would really be left here if he didn't leave.

"Oh Niu Dafu, I, Rakshasa, will definitely make your life worse than death." Rakshasa was furious. Looking at Hu Haoxun who was slowly walking away, he was filled with anger. It was a huge shame that he encountered such a tough situation as soon as he woke up. But his body suffered two serious injuries, and now he had to stop and recover.

Ling Fengyun stared at all this with his mouth open. He did not chase Hu Haoxun because he had lost his courage. Ling Fengyun turned to look at Rakshasa, his eyes full of complexity, wondering whether he should take over this monster now, because this was the best opportunity.

Rakshasa felt Ling Fengyun's murderous intention, and with a wave of his left hand, a purple-black light hit Ling Fengyun's eyebrows at a speed that was difficult to dodge. Ling Fengyun didn't feel any discomfort, just an extra mark between his eyebrows.

"What is this?" Ling Fengyun asked, sweatdropping.

"Humph" Rakshasa snorted coldly. As soon as the left hand technique came out, Ling Fengyun instantly felt that his spiritual sea was about to explode, and the pain was so painful that he felt worse than death.

"Ah, ah, stop, stop, stop!" Ling Fengyun held his head and struggled, shouting loudly.

"If a slave has the consciousness to be a slave and dares to show his murderous intention to me, I will let you try this again." Rakshasa's cold voice came into Ling Fengyun's ears. With such a killing move, he was not afraid of Ling Fengyun. Fengyun, a despicable person, will resist.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, master." Ling Fengyun shuddered, got up, and said respectfully, his heart full of fear. Use “hongcha866” WeChat account to see more interesting things