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Chapter 371 Zhong Liwu’s Fear (4K Please Subscribe)
The sword light with a diameter of 100 meters flew out at lightning speed. The astonishing sharp energy seemed to be unstoppable and was enough to tear apart everything in front of it.

Facing this astonishing attack, the black figure holding the sickle finally stopped.

Only then did everyone see clearly that this was actually a ferocious ghost figure with an extremely ferocious appearance and a height of nearly ten meters.

"Just this move is a bit interesting!"

The ghost made a hoarse voice, and as the blood-red ninth soul ring lit up, he immediately slashed at the sword light with the Death Scythe in his hand.

With a "swish-" sound, everyone felt a sudden darkness between the world and the world.

The next moment, a black vertical line suddenly fell straight from the sky, and then spread out to both sides.

A vertical channel is formed instantly.

The passage was pitch black, and shrill and sharp roars kept coming from it, making it very noisy.

It's like the other side of the tunnel is the real hell.

Jianfeng's ninth soul skill "Soul-Devouring Soul-Devouring Slash" fell into it and was swallowed up without even the slightest splash of water being stirred up. Immediately afterwards, a black beam of light burst out from it and struck hard at Jian Feng, who was unable to dodge.

"Pfft——"

Jianfeng spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and while his face turned pale, he flew backwards and hit the city wall hard. A piece of the thick city wall collapsed.

"Uncle Jian!"

On the city wall not far away, Ning Xingzong couldn't help shouting anxiously when he saw this.

However, as an auxiliary soul master, his shout sounded so weak at this moment!
"Suffer to death!"

The ghostly figure suddenly kills Jianfeng with a black sickle in his hand.

At this moment, the other four titled Douluo of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect were all tightly entangled by their opponents, and no one came to rescue them.

Even if there is, even Jianfeng is not the opponent's opponent. Who still has the strength to rescue?

At this moment, Jianfeng could not help but close his eyes in despair.

At the critical moment, an unexpected accident suddenly happened.

The space behind the ghost was suddenly torn apart, and then there was a deafening roar of thunder and lightning coming from the cracks in the space.

Almost as soon as the sound rang out, a silver thunder dragon suddenly rushed out of the crack and rushed towards the ghost's back.

Ghost Shadow noticed the attack from behind in time, and his reaction was very sharp. He immediately turned around without any hesitation, turned the huge scythe in his hand, and slashed behind him.

"boom--"

The two energies collided together, and the energy storm that spread directly sent Zhongli Wuzhen flying nearly a kilometer away.

"Zhong Liwu, it's okay for you to act recklessly within the Sun and Moon Empire. How dare you come to our Nine Treasure Glazed Sect to show off your evil today? I will make sure you never come back today!" A voice with a chilling sound suddenly sounded, waiting for everyone to look at it. Looking around, I saw a young and handsome figure appearing in the sky.

It was Lin Yan.

After learning the news, Lin Yan worked hard all the way and finally arrived at Jiubao City at the critical moment. The speed was so fast that he was even one step ahead of Mr. Xuan and others who set off first.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Lin Yan, many people present were stunned.

Although Lin Yan has not spent much time in Jiubao Glazed Sect in recent years, there are many senior officials of Jiubao Glazed Sect who have met him.

Somewhere on the city wall, a figure looked at Lin Yan in a daze. It was Jian Feng's grandson, Jian Yi.

Recalling the situation when he had fought with Lin Yan, Jian Yi suddenly had a complicated look on his face.

Over the years, he has heard many legends about Lin Yan.

But this is the first time I have seen Lin Yan show off his power with my own eyes!
Even his grandfather, an enemy who was no match for him, was knocked back by Lin Yan with one blow.

This made Jian Yi not only feel insignificant when he looked at Lin Yan!
"Lin Yan!" Ning Xingzong's voice came.

"Uncle Ning, leave this to me!" Lin Yan said and looked at Zhong Liwu.

Seeing Lin Yan appear, Zhong Liwu was also surprised. After reacting, he immediately said: "There is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, you will have no way to hell. I attacked the Jiubao Glazed Sect just to deal with you, kid, no To think that you, a fool, have thrown yourself into a trap today!"

Zhong Liwu looked around and after confirming that there were no other reinforcements, he suddenly smiled with pride and cruelty.

"I threw myself into a trap? Zhong Liwu, are you so confident in your own strength?" Lin Yan looked at Zhong Liwu and said calmly.

He is no longer the same person he was when he left Mingdu!

Even when facing Zhong Liwu, he didn't need to be nervous, he was fully confident.

"Boy, don't be proud. The last time you ran away was because of the martial soul fusion skill. Without the martial soul fusion skill this time, do you think you are still my opponent?" After the words fell, Zhong Liwu saw the dark scythe in his hand. He suddenly slashed down at Lin Yan from the air.

With a "swish" sound, a half-moon-shaped black slash with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly arrived in front of Lin Yan.

Upon seeing this, Lin Yan clenched his right hand, and a black mace wrapped with violent lightning immediately appeared in his hand.

The third soul ring flashed, a burst of light erupted, and the mace in Lin Yan's hand hit the half-moon-shaped slash.

When the two collided together, the imaginary explosion did not appear. Zhong Liwu's half-moon slash not only failed to hurt Lin Yan, but was knocked back by his stick, and its power increased a lot in the process.

This is Lin Yan's third soul skill, Counterattack Hammer.

"How could this-!"

Facing his own slashing attack, Zhong Liwu's expression immediately changed.

Soon he no longer cared about why his attack was rebounded.

Because this slash was enough to threaten his safety.

Even though he just struck casually, it almost contained the power of his seventh and eighth hundred thousand year soul skills. What's more, during the rebound process, the power of this blow was enhanced.

Zhong Liwu shouted low, and black smoke came out of the pores on his body, and then poured into the Death Scythe along his arms.

In the blink of an eye, the already huge Death God Scythe doubled in size, and then slashed hard at the blow.

With just this blow, Zhong Liwu was knocked back several hundred meters.

Lin Yan looked at Zhong Liwu with mocking eyes, like a clown.

Zhong Liwu's eyes immediately became serious when he noticed something was wrong, especially after seeing Lin Yan's two, four, black, and five, red soul rings, a total of nine soul rings.

"You actually became a titled Douluo!"

At this moment, even with Zhong Liwu's temperament, he couldn't help but feel his heart sinking.

As a peak Douluo with level 98 soul power, he had fought against Lin Yan again. Last time, he had seen that Lin Yan had condensed the first soul core in advance before the title Douluo.

Therefore, he expected that it would not be easy for Lin Yan to break through the Titled Douluo. It might take several years or even ten years.

Because he knew very well how difficult it was to condense the second soul core. It was because he was unable to condense his second soul core that he was stuck at level 98 soul power for decades, unable to become an Ultimate Douluo!

But now, Lin Yan has nine soul rings and has become a titled Douluo. This means that Lin Yan has already condensed the second soul core before him!
Thinking of this, Zhong Liwu was shocked and unbelievable, and a feeling of fear was also born in his heart!

The speed of this young man's progress is beyond imagination!

All impossible things became possible with him.

He couldn't even imagine how powerful Lin Yan would become if he was given a few more years?

Murderous intent is born from fear!
"Kill, we must kill him, we must not give him any more time to progress and grow!"

Zhong Liwu roared angrily, and the space behind him suddenly split open, and the next moment, a huge bone dragon emerged from it.

This bone dragon is completely different from the bone dragon summoned by Lin Yan from the demiplane of the undead.

The bone dragon summoned by Lin Yan was completely white.

The bone dragon summoned by Zhong Liwu in front of him seemed to be completely infected by the evil energy. It was completely black, as if it was made of black gold.

On the surface of the bones, there is a layer of pale green light that is like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Lin Yan looked at the skull dragon.

The size of this skull dragon is larger than the average adult bone dragon.

The aura is so strong that even if you search the demiplane of the undead, few bone dragons can match it!

Obviously, this bone dragon is one of Zhong Liwu's powerful trump cards.

In the last fight, he didn't even use it.

After the bone dragon appeared, it immediately let out a low and hoarse dragon roar. The world suddenly darkened, and the cold wind began to howl. Tens of thousands of beast souls and resentful spirits poured out, guarding the bone dragon as if they were guarding the emperor.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Ning Xingzong, Jianfeng and others changed.

This guy actually has a trump card that he hasn’t used yet!
Fortunately, Lin Yan arrived in time, otherwise the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect would be in serious trouble today!
Zhong Liwu displayed his "Death Demon Puppet" true form, holding a scythe larger than his own body and standing on top of the bone dragon. For a moment, his aura had been raised to the extreme, and he said to Lin Yan: "This is what I really want." With your strength, today is the day you die!”

"Really? Then you can come and try!"

As the seventh soul ring shone, Lin Yan's aura completely merged with the aura of the black devil's mace, and the weapon soul's true form was displayed, and the man and the weapon became one.

The breaths of the two collided in mid-air, causing the world to change color for a moment.

Seeing this scene, whether it was Ning Xingzong and others from the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect, or the Holy Spirit Sect who followed Zhong Liwu, and the powerful men from the Sun and Moon Empire, all changed their minds.

Although they were both Titled Douluo, Lin Yan and Zhong Liwu's strength was obviously not on the same level as the other Titled Douluo present.

"If you're not afraid of death, come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yan flew towards the sky.

When his strength reaches the level of him and Zhong Liwu, a real battle can be described as devastating even if the power is left behind. Lin Yan didn't want Jiubao City to be reduced to ruins during the battle between him and Zhong Liwu, so he placed the battlefield 10,000 meters high in the sky.

Seeing this, Zhong Liwu snorted coldly and stepped lightly on the faucet. The next moment, the Bone Dragon roared and flapped its wings, soared into the air in a vertical posture, and chased after Lin Yan.

When Lin Yan and Zhong Liwu began to face off, other strong men on both sides also immediately started fighting.

Although Jianfeng was severely injured by Zhong Liwu and his combat power was greatly damaged, he had just recovered some of his combat power under the rescue of the healing soul master.

Although it is not as good as his peak, with the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he can barely resist a titled Douluo in a short period of time.

But even so, facing many powerful men from the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Sect, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect was still at a disadvantage.

At this moment, a turning point appeared!

Just as Lin Yuhuan was fighting with Netherworld Douluo, the fourth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, an unexpected golden light suddenly burst into the battlefield and hit Netherworld Douluo's back vest.

"Sneak attack?"

Netherworld Douluo was shocked.

The timing of this sneak attack was very clever, and it happened to follow Lin Yuhuan's attack.

The two attacked in tandem, sandwiching him in the middle.

However, as the fourth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, Netherworld Douluo is not an ordinary person.

Although this sudden sneak attack surprised him, it didn't completely mess him up.

Netherworld Douluo reacted very quickly. The Netherworld Sword in his hand trembled, and a sharp sword shadow formed.

This is the special feature of the Netherworld Sword Martial Spirit.

There are two Nether Swords, one virtual and one real.

One is in reality, and the other exists in the illusory world of the underworld. In critical moments, Netherworld Douluo can summon the second Netherworld Sword existing in the Netherworld World, which can double the combat power.

This move also has a disadvantage, that is, it has a time limit. After using it, Netherworld Douluo will fall into a weak state.

At the same time, the Netherworld Sword existing in the Netherworld world requires a large amount of soul power to feed, otherwise the power will not be comparable to the Netherworld Sword itself.

This is also the reason why Netherworld Douluo went astray and became an evil soul master.

Netherworld Douluo grabbed another Netherworld Sword with his left hand, turned around, and stabbed the two swords in front of him and behind him respectively.

"boom--"

Following a loud noise, Netherworld Douluo's expression changed, and he felt as if his chest had been hit hard. There was a blockage in his chest, and the chaos in his soul power almost made him vomit a mouthful of blood.

What hurt him was not the attack from in front of him, but the sneak attack from behind.

Netherworld Douluo looked behind him almost subconsciously
What caught his eye was the figure of a stunningly beautiful woman.

Her whole body was shrouded in golden-red holy light, with three pairs of angel wings on her back. She held a two-meter-long holy sword in her hand, with the blade blessed by the holy light.

Although she only has seven soul rings, her seventh soul ring reaches a frightening one hundred thousand years!
What concerned him even more was the sacred power released by the other party.

As if he was born to be able to restrain him!
Netherworld Douluo has never had the emotion of fear, but now he has it!

This is not suppression in terms of cultivation, but absolute suppression in terms of martial soul attributes!
"Angel Martial Spirit!"

Netherworld Douluo took a breath of cold air and looked at the Netherworld Sword in his hand randomly and subconsciously.

The Nether Sword just collided with the Angel Holy Sword in the opponent's hand, and it felt as if it had been severely injured. The aura that was so strong just now weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blade with the evil light flowing around it also became extremely dim, obviously suffering heavy damage.

Seeing this, Netherworld Douluo couldn't help showing a look of irresolvable physical pain in his eyes.

Without paying a little price, it is impossible to restore the Nether Sword to its original state!
(End of this chapter)