Douluo: Barak Rising

Chapter 165 Battle Mad Lion Douluo

The moment Qian Daoliu opened his domain, Wild Lion Douluo's head suddenly turned into a lion's head, the sixth soul ring on his body was shining brightly, and a vortex-like air flow rushed out, heading straight for Jiang Yun.

"The sixth soul skill, Lion's Roar."

From the vortex, Jiang Yun felt the terrifying power of the fire element, and his intuition told him that he must not resist this blow.

After all, the Wild Lion Douluo who has gained the boost from the Angel Domain cannot be underestimated.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yun stepped back quickly, but Wild Lion Douluo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and didn't expect this blow to hit Jiang Yun at all.

While he was withdrawing and retreating, Wild Lion Douluo shot out, and a few dodges blocked Jiang Yun's way of retreat.

He raised his hand, punched, and the fist wrapped in flames slammed at Jiang Yun, so fast that Jiang Yun had no time to dodge a second time.

Even, there is no time to release the soul skills.

Forcibly twisting the body shape and holding the God-shocking Halberd in front of him was already the limit, even swinging the God-shocking Halberd would be half a step late.

With a bang, Jiang Yun flew upside down.

This time he didn't take the initiative to retreat, but was blown away by Wild Lion Douluo's punch. The damage was not great, but Jiang Yun's fighting rhythm was completely disrupted by Wild Lion Douluo.

At the same time he flew backwards, Wild Lion Douluo's eighth spirit ring was suddenly lit up.

The violent flame was in the form of a ring, moving towards the surrounding layer by layer like a wave. In the blink of an eye, it caught up with Jiang Yun, who had not yet stabilized his figure, and the terrifying impact erupted instantly.

The helpless Jiang Yun wanted to repeat the scene just now, but this time Wild Lion Douluo's attack was not an ordinary punch.

It's the eighth soul skill.

At the moment when the wave-like energy hit the Jingshen halberd, the terrifying impact force exploded completely, and the Jingshen halberd hit Jiang Yun's chest straight.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood came out of Jiang Yun's mouth, and his figure flew out again.

And Jiang Yun's face also turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, it can be seen that the injury caused by this blow is definitely not as simple as spitting out blood.

In fact, it was the same, the blow of Wild Lion Douluo was very powerful, and Jiang Yun's internal organs were all injured to varying degrees.

At this time, the figure of Wild Lion Douluo rushed out again.

"Still coming? You fucking think I'm a target, don't you?"

Jiang Yun was completely angry, and the moment his left arm bone shone, Jiang Yun's figure disappeared in place.

Seeing this situation, Wild Lion Douluo rushed forward, but before he had time to react, there was a gust of wind behind him, and he subconsciously turned around and punched him.

But what greeted his fist was the shocking halberd that was stabbed brazenly.

It wasn't that Jiang Yun didn't want to use his soul skills consecutively, but his soul power didn't allow it. He wasn't a titled Douluo after all, and his soul power was already running low after fighting.

If you use your soul skills indiscriminately, you probably won't even have enough soul power to maintain flight.

At that time, Wild Lion Douluo will have absolute superiority in the air, so he will only be beaten.

But even if he didn't dare to use the soul ability, his basic attack should not be underestimated, because the power of this halberd is absolutely no less than any ten thousand year soul ability.

"Puff... Kaka..."

The Divine Halberd almost didn't feel any stagnation, it directly pierced through the entire body of the Wild Lion Douluo, accompanied by the sound of bone cracking.

Jiang Yun, who had established an advantage, was also unreasonable, turned half of his body and stabbed back, and the tail of the halberd slammed on the chest of Wild Lion Douluo.

Before the Wild Lion Douluo, who had retreated several steps, could stand still, Jiang Yun's half-moon chop came again.

The situation between the two was completely reversed, and the current Wild Lion Douluo could be considered to have experienced Jiang Yun's aggrieved feeling of being passively beaten just now.

But Wild Lion Douluo didn't teleport, if Jiang Yun didn't show his flaws, he wouldn't have a chance to fight back at all.

"Oh!"

Wild Lion Douluo's figure was chopped off by Jiang Yun's half-moon chop, and he fell straight to the ground.

And Jiang Yun also imitated the Mad Lion Douluo just now, and rushed out again the moment his body fell, intending to take away the Mad Lion Douluo.

But at this moment, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly struck behind him, frightening Jiang Yun to dodge to the left in a hurry.

In the next second, a golden sword shadow almost flashed past Jiang Yun's figure. Fortunately, Jiang Yun flashed fast, otherwise, even if he didn't die under the sword, he might be seriously injured.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Wild Lion Douluo quickly stood up and opened the distance between him and him.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun was secretly a little annoyed, but he couldn't do anything about it. Fortunately, the halberd just now caused a lot of damage to Wild Lion Douluo, otherwise he would suffer a blood loss.

Looking sideways.

I saw that Lao Huang had turned into a blood man at some time, with many injuries on his body, and his face was pale and scary.

And the body of the white tiger controlled by Bai Ye is also quite illusory, as if it will collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun couldn't help concentrating. Is this old thing so strong? Even Lao Huang and Bai Ye are not his opponents together?

If he was so strong, why did he go early?

If Qian Daoliu had gone all out from the beginning, would Wuhundian have been reduced to the point of fighting against the wind?

His eyes turned, and when Jiang Yun's gaze fell on Qian Daoliu, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

Lao Huang and Bai Ye may not be feeling well, but Qian Daoliu is not much better, and the clothes on his body have also been soaked in blood.

Especially the shocking wound on the opponent's neck.

The wound penetrated one-third of the neck, and with more force, it might be able to cut off his head directly. It is Lao Huang's masterpiece at first glance.

This is not dead, this old guy's life is really big.

But at this point, there is no need to continue this battle, otherwise, even if they can kill a few titled Douluo in Wuhundian, Barak's side will not feel too good.

Not to mention too much, if Qian Daoliu wants to fight desperately, there is absolutely no problem in fighting Lao Huang.

And now the green dragon and the white tiger may collapse at any time. Once they withdraw from the battlefield, Barak's side can only be slaughtered by the Spirit Hall.

Not even qualified to work hard.

Qian Daoliu seemed to have the same idea, so seeing Jiang Yun stop, he didn't continue to attack.

Lao Huang and Bai Hu, who understood, came to Jiang Yun's side in a flash, so did Qinglong, and Dugu Bo in the distance also retreated and came to them.

Jiang Yun looked at Qian Daoliu, and asked lightly, "Are you still fighting?"

Qian Daoliu stared at Jiang Yun steadfastly, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were full of killing intent, as if he might kill Jiang Yun at any time.

All the worship halls came out, and they didn't have any advantage, but they were beaten like this.

He Qiandaoliu, when did he suffer such a big loss?

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk more, and it is true that the fight cannot be continued, otherwise the result will be a loss for both sides, and it will only benefit other forces.

In the end, Qian Daoliu didn't even bother to say harsh words, just let out a cold snort, and left with a group of worshiping elders, including those who fell into a coma.

At this point, the battle is over.

(End of this chapter)