Douluo: I've kept a low profile

Chapter 172 Breath of Death!
Seeing this appearance, Ning Xiaotian, the fourth priest, began to frown slightly.

Evil Soul Master!
Whether it is for those sects or for their Wuhundian, it is impossible to tolerate it!
"I didn't expect the young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to be an evil soul master. Since I met him today, I will kill him!"

The fourth priest still had a disdainful smile on his face.

But in the next second, he seemed to be unable to laugh at all.

Ning Xiaotian and everyone stood there without moving, but the two guys closest to him suddenly turned their necks around, and then fell to the ground and died there.

In the next second, his body began to dry up rapidly, and the soul power in his body slowly condensed into a blue light ball that appeared.

"what's the situation?"

The others were stunned when they saw this scene.

The other party could easily wipe away the two soul saints without even making a move. This is simply terrifying to the extreme.

"kill him!"

The four priests didn't care so much, and yelled at the others loudly.

Only then did everyone react, and the soul rings under their feet began to light up one after another.

The phantom of the Martial Soul behind him is even more exaggerated.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the martial soul!"

Everyone showed their big moves, the beast spirit as huge as a snake, and the plant spirit like bamboo...

In the next second, everyone started to attack without holding back.

Xue Yanran stood on the other side of the mountain, quietly watching this scene.

The key is that some snacks appeared from nowhere, and she sat calmly on a rock, quietly watching the scene in front of her.

Facing their attack, Ning Xiaotian showed a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, then gently raised his right hand, closed his eyes slightly, opened them suddenly and shouted softly, "Super ~ Shenluo Tianzheng!"

A force was released in the blink of an eye.

As for those who have already used martial arts avatars, after a burst of shock, no one can be seen at all.

In the blink of an eye, there were only four priests left on the scene, this level 97 Title Douluo, even if he was already standing at the pinnacle of this world.

But seeing the scene in front of him, he still couldn't help it, he clenched his fists and pulled his heart.

He wasn't sure what kind of five points the other party was capable of causing such a large amount of damage, even failing to light up the spirit ring.

In his opinion, the only thing that can be explained is the other party's weird eyes!

The four priests themselves belonged to that relatively burly figure, and their overall condition was similar to Tang Hao's, but the aura emanating from their bodies was much stronger than that guy's.

Wearing golden armor, this appearance really fits his image as the fourth enshrinement of the Wuhun Hall.

"Now can I know why you came to kill me?"

Ning Xiaotian opened his mouth and asked again with a calm smile.

The fourth priest frowned slightly, and then said, "I don't know why I killed you, I just need to perform the task, but looking at you like this, you really deserve to die!"

"Unnecessary excuses, no necessary reasons, but what's the use of saying these now? Then let me see how strong Title Douluo is!"

Ning Xiaotian didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, even if he got or couldn't get the answer, the guy in front of him must die, no matter what price he paid.

But for those who know their secrets, except for the existence around them, the rest!
Ning Xiaotian will not let anyone live.

"Then let me see what strength you have!"

The four priests took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then took a fighting posture.

The soul rings under the feet appeared one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Nine soul rings lit up one after another.

The phantom of the Martial Soul behind him is even more directly revealed.

A huge lion, the lion does not have fur, but burns with red flames.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the martial soul!"

The four priests directly manipulated the huge martial soul, but then shouted "Flame manipulation!"

In the next second, a huge fireball suddenly spit out from the lion's mouth.

The area of ​​the fireball was very large, and the temperature was so high that even the soil had begun to melt wherever it passed.

After Ning Xiaotian saw this scene, he immediately flew up in the next second.

Quietly suspended in the mid-air, his eyes were fixed on the four priests and looked over.

Seeing the moment when he could be suspended in mid-air, the four priests seemed a little dumbfounded.

Strong attack power plus the ability to fly.

In this situation, for a person fighting on land, the chance of winning seems to be much smaller.

But the huge strength is there after all!
"Ninth Soul Skill, Wild Lion Roaring!"

A huge lion's roar came out, and the space seemed to feel the shock at this moment.

This time it can be regarded as an absolute large-scale group attack.

There is no need to target a certain aspect, let alone a certain person. Anyway, the huge wave attack can definitely spread the entire area completely.

But facing this situation, Ning Xiaotian smiled slightly.

In the next second, the whole body disappeared in this space.

The fourth priest hurriedly began to check the surrounding situation. The moment a living person, including the breath, completely disappeared from his eyes, this guy couldn't help being surprised.

Seriousness is seriousness, the other party exudes a strange attitude.

The fourth priest also began to ignore his old face. As a level 97 Super Douluo, he put away his martial soul in the next second and quickly started to escape.

After all, since Ning Xiaotian sent out the first attack, he already felt a little nervous.

This is simply beyond human reach.

More importantly, it is not sure how many ways the other party has.

Appearing again, Ning Xiaotian was still there, suspended in mid-air as if he hadn't been affected at all.

But looking at the guy who had already started to flee, Ning Xiaotian's face suddenly became serious, and then he flew out quickly in mid-air.

The four offerings are worthy of being a level 97 Super Douluo.

If he wanted to escape from here, his speed was much faster than imagined.

There are only afterimages left behind, and the dust that is raised will not appear even hundreds of meters behind the deity.

After chasing for three miles, when Ning Xiaotian found that he really couldn't catch up with the opponent with his speed, the next moment!
Staying in place, palms of both hands together, when pulled apart forcefully, a black sphere condensed in the middle of the palms.

"Then let you feel the real breath of death!"

Ning Xiaotian directly threw the black bead out in a second.

Still muttering in his mouth, "Earth Explosion Star!"

(End of this chapter)