Chapter 10 Tang Chen
Ghost Douluo trembled, shocked and angry: "You, if you dare to kill me, Wuhun Palace will never let you go!"

"Martial Spirit Hall?" Qin Xiao sneered: "It's just a Martial Spirit Hall, do you think I will take it seriously?"

"I am the elder of Wuhun Hall!" Ghost Douluo shouted in fear: "If you dare to touch the people of Wuhun Hall, the master of the hall will definitely not let you off easily!"

"Haha." Qin Xiao didn't care and sneered: "So what? Do you think I dare not kill you?"

After Qin Xiao finished speaking, the black fog around him suddenly became thicker.

Soon, black mist surged and enveloped Ghost Douluo in an instant.

"No, don't..." Ghost Douluo let out a shrill scream. He tried his best to rush out, but to no avail.

The black mist completely covered a radius of several hundred meters, enveloping Ghost Douluo and preventing him from moving.

Ghost Douluo resisted vigorously and kept waving his hands.

His arms changed, and every time he struck out, a sword energy swept out, fell on the black mist, and billowed out black smoke.

But despite this, it is still of no use.

A moment later, Ghost Douluo suddenly froze, kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood, and his breath became increasingly weak.

"Can't even two titled Douluo resist this black mist? What on earth is this black mist?!"

"It doesn't seem right, maybe it's because they suffered heavy losses..."

After pondering for a while, he turned to look at the two people struggling on the ground. Qin Xiao shook his head slightly and sighed softly: "That's all, I don't want to care about you. These black mists have no soul power and may disappear soon. , maybe it’s already dissipating!”

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a rain of swords suddenly fell from the sky, and cold light appeared everywhere, trying to kill several people completely!

"Boom!" Suddenly, a burst of thunder sounded in the distance, followed by a group of black clouds flying quickly.

Qin Xiao frowned and looked at it. The rolling thunder flashed and rolled in the black clouds, as if it contained the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and a coercion rushed towards his face.

Not long after, the black cloud rushed to Qin Xiao's side.

"Crack!" The thunder roared, and countless rays of lightning pierced the sky, deafening, and fell on the rain of swords.

In an instant, everything around him was illuminated, and the night was as bright as day.

"Huh?" Qin Xiao stared slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

The lightning didn't attack him, and... it seemed to still be swallowing the black mist!

"What's going on?" Qin Xiao murmured in surprise.

Could it be that the black mist has something to do with lightning?

These lightnings seem to have some kind of spirituality, swallowing up the evil power contained in the black mist, gradually reducing them.

"No, this black mist cannot stay!" Qin Xiao's deep eyes flashed with a sharp light, and murderous intent was everywhere!
This weird and evil thing must not be left in the world.

He took a step forward, came to Tang Hao's side in an instant, and patted it down with his palm.

This palm gathered the majestic soul power, and its power was extremely terrifying. With one palm, Tang Hao was knocked away and fell into the forest far away, making a loud noise.

However, the next moment, Tang Hao not only did not break into pieces, but fell to the ground very smoothly.

Then he saw an old man appear behind Tang Hao at some point and reached out to support him.

"Grandpa! Come on, this guy dares to attack me. You must cut him into pieces to avenge your grandson!" Tang Hao said respectfully to the old man, while looking at Qin Xiao's face His eyes were even more sinister.

Qin Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and looked at the old man in front of him.

His hair was gray, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and his figure was stooped, like an old man in his dying years.

"This old man has such a strong aura!" Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes.

"Young man, what's your name? Where are you from?" the old man asked calmly, his tone was calm and a little weird.

"Senior, my name is Qin Xiao." Qin Xiao pondered for a moment and said his name.

Hearing this, Tang Chen slowly shook his head and said, "You are just an unknown little character, how dare you hurt Hao'er?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his arm like a dead tree and attacked Qin Xiao's chest.

Seeing this, Qin Xiao's heart suddenly jumped and he quickly dodged to avoid the old man's palm.

"Oh?" The old man looked at Qin Xiao in surprise, "I didn't expect that the reaction was quite fast!"

"Humph." Qin Xiao snorted coldly, looking at the old man with cold eyes.

He found that the old man did not use any very powerful moves, but he felt that there was a faint and recurring pressure locking him.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Old man, what do you mean?" Qin Xiao asked in a cold tone.

"Haha." The old man chuckled and did not explain. Instead, he turned to look at Tang Hao and said, "Hao'er, go heal your wounds first and leave the rest to Grandpa."

Hearing this, Tang Hao hurriedly got up, retreated behind the old man, and stared at Qin Xiao fiercely.

Seeing this, Qin Xiao couldn't help but frown and thought to himself: "Tang Hao's grandfather? Why does he look a little weird..."

At this time, Ghost Douluo on the other side also stood up, coughed while covering his chest, and stared at Qin Xiao with hatred in his eyes.

"Boy! You're done this time! Master Tang Chen is a level 95 peak Douluo. It's not easy to deal with you!"

Qin Xiao glanced at him coldly, showed a sarcastic look, and sneered: "Are you sure?"

"What, you don't believe it?" Ghost Douluo laughed sadly: "When you fall into Lord Tang Chen's hands, you will know how strong he is!"

"Oh, really?" Qin Xiao curled his lips indifferently and said, "Then let's give it a try."

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at Qin Xiao, and suddenly asked: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Don't you think your question is ridiculous? Who is not afraid of death? Aren't you an old guy afraid?" Qin Xiao became impatient, "But the question is, can you kill me?"

The old man pondered for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said in a low voice: "In that case, you can go, we will stop here for today."

"Oh?" Qin Xiao was slightly stunned: "I'll leave if you let me go? Impossible, unless..."

"Unless anything, if you have any conditions, just ask." The old man said calmly.

Qin Xiao turned his eyes slightly, looked at him with a grin, and said, "Unless you let me destroy your grandson Tang Hao's hands and feet, then the matter will end here!"

"Hahaha!" the old man laughed angrily: "What a pushover, how dare you threaten the old man?"

Hearing this, Qin Xiao shrugged indifferently, "It's up to you to interpret it. Anyway, if you fight me, you will definitely not end well."

"Huh, you kid with a yellow mouth, you are so arrogant. Don't forget that I am stronger than you. If I want to kill you, it's as easy as trampling an ant to death!" The old man said in a calm tone, with turbid eyes. The cold air surged up, and the murderous intention suddenly passed through.

"You dare to touch me?" Qin Xiao said with a smile: "You might as well tell me what you rely on, otherwise..."

"You are very smart, but you are too reckless. Haven't you noticed that this place is a wilderness?" After saying this, the old man suddenly laughed sinisterly.

Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Really?"

suddenly!

A golden flame suddenly rose, looking particularly gorgeous under the night, lighting up the world.

The golden flames burned crazily, and the blazing high temperature burned the water vapor, soil, trees, and stones in the air...

Everything around is gradually melting!

(End of this chapter)

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