Douluo: Son of Chenxin, kill the god with one sword!

Chapter 130: The fall of the title shocked the whole continent!Kill Demon Douluo again!

Qianjun Douluo, who could no longer get up from the injury, had lost all life.

Without a doubt, dead.

Just lying there upright.

The attack of the joint release seems so ridiculous now, let alone being able to match it, it can't even protect itself.

The sweeping soul power explosion blew everyone away. In the field, only Chen Yuan was still standing there unscathed.

The divine sword divided into six parts, and circled and hovered around him one after another. It vibrated from time to time, warning everyone in Wuhun Hall not to act rashly.

Otherwise, what will greet them is endless killing intent!
"Impossible, impossible!" Demon-Conquering Douluo's face was trembling, his green face was trembling, and he was sweating profusely.

He dragged his disabled body and staggered towards Qianjun Douluo. After performing the combined attack, his soul power was already depleted and it would take some time to recover.

"Boom!"

Jiang Mo tripped on the ground and fell straight in front of Qianjun Douluo. He crawled over with his hands and held the cold body in his arms.

"A critical moment, a critical moment!"

"you"

Demon-Conquering Douluo's voice trembled, and the constant chill on his fingertips made his skin pale, even colder than the just-dead Qianjun.

He lifted Qianjun's body and slightly stretched out his hand to put it on the tip of his nose.

Not breathing.

Demon-Conquering Douluo didn't believe in evil and tried again, but his constant temptations only pushed his soul to the bottom of the abyss, destroying all hopes along with it.

When a person dies, the lamp goes out, and the corpse remains intact.

The majestic Qianjun Douluo was killed by a young boy who was born more than twenty years ago.

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Demon-Conquering Douluo's eyes for no reason. If they kept falling, his hoarse throat was filled with the low roars of beasts.

Until the clear tears flowed and dried up, the blood from the body also fell out, soaking Qianjun's cold corpse, staining the eyes with a thorny red.

"Chen Yuan, you must die a happy death!"

With a hoarse voice, Demon-Conquering Douluo looked in the direction of the source of dust in the distance, and the resentment in his heart was already exposed on the surface.

Previously, he was still on opposing sides with Chen Yuan as a worshiper of Wuhun Palace, but now he is truly fighting to the death.

Even if Chen Yuan dies, his anger will not be appeased in any way. He not only wants Chen Yuan to die!He must be cut into pieces with a thousand knives and never be reincarnated again!
"There are so many people who want to kill me, who do you think they are?" Chen Yuan looked at the demon-subduing Douluo with disdain and showed no fear at all.

War is ruthless, and everyone serves his own master. Since we were on opposite sides from the beginning, why should we be so pretentious now and blame others for this death?

Is it possible that the people from Wuhun Palace didn't kill him, a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect?

Or should we say that Qian Qianjun Douluo's life is nobler than anyone else's?
Shit is not!

Chen Yuan's words pierced into Demon-Conquering Douluo's heart again and again, making his hatred infinitely larger.

With his rationality completely gone, Jiang Mo rushed straight towards his mortal enemy without caring about Bibi Dong's obstruction.

"Consecrate the demon!" Before Bibi Dong could finish her words, the demon had turned into a black stream of light and rushed towards the source of the dust.

She looked at the figure of Demon-Conquering Douluo in annoyance, then looked at Qianjun Douluo's body and let out a sigh.

The worshiper was dead, but the battle wasn't over yet, so she didn't have much time to continue mourning Qianjun Douluo.

Wuhun Palace is in a state of decline. If you want to win back the victory, you must make a fuss about Chen Yuan.

She didn't believe that the injury just now was really nothing to Chenyuan.Even if some of the status is consumed!

Outside of war, there are still some forces that can survive alone.

Tangmen is one of them.

The messenger looked at the current battle of Qibao Glazed Sect with horror, and was about to pass the message back.

A blue-haired man next to him stopped him.

Looking at the visitor, the messenger immediately fell silent, took two steps back, knelt down and bowed: "Sect Master!"

"Back off." Tang San stared straight at the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and refused to move away, sitting on the top of the hill side by side with the seven monsters, with mixed emotions in his heart.

After passing the first few Poseidon Ninth Examinations, he rushed back to the mainland without stopping, just so that he would not miss this war and be able to see the demise of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

But now it seems that they are still too naive.

Do you think that after passing a few exams, you can be comparable to Chen Yuan?

Simply a daydream!
Now Chen Yuan has reached a new level, and this level is a level that even they cannot catch up with.

Titled Douluo, peak Douluo!
It's shocking enough to have such a terrifying upgrade speed. What's even more terrifying is that he can actually be invincible against the four worshipers of Bibi Dongga Wuhun Hall alone.

It can even withstand the combined attack skills of six people and kill one person with the sword!
That's not some rotten fish or shrimp, nor is it some pheasant Douluo, but a pinnacle Douluo whose reputation has spread across the continent and shocked both the government and the public, Qianjun!
But in front of Chen Yuan, Qianjun Douluo didn't even have the strength to fight back.

The seven monsters on the side were silent.

Although they didn't have Tang San's powerful vision and mental perception, they could still understand some things by relying on the blurry images and changes in soul power.

They still have a long way to go.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Demon-Conquering Douluo's attacks were unable to touch the source of the dust at all. The earlier attacks came one after another, and were dodged without exception.

Not to mention touching the dust source, even being close to the body is already the limit.

The closer he got to the source of dust, the greater the pressure on his body, as if there were countless long swords wandering around him, and each of these long swords had a terrifying power that could be fatal.

No matter how much Demon-Conquering Douluo evades resistance, even if he activates his martial spirit true form, this feeling cannot be erased for a long time.

Could it be the field?

Demon-Conquering Douluo suddenly thought of a terrifying fact, but he couldn't allow him to think about it too much. His body and soul were shocked, and the coiling dragon stick stirred up strong winds around him, giving him some breathing time.

It was such an indiscriminate attack that Bibi Dong looked worriedly at Jiangmo who was fighting among them and shouted sharply: "Jiangmo worships! You and Qianjun are brothers. We are all sad about Qianjun's death!"

"And don't be so willful. Cooperate with us. Killing Chenyuan is the most important thing!"

Demon-Conquering Douluo naturally knows the importance of cooperation. When disadvantages face advantages, cooperation becomes particularly important.

Even though Demon-Conquering Douluo's mind was clear, his anger had already dominated his physical actions.

The successive attacks only made Jiang Mo want to see Chen Yuan's death.

"You really want to see Qianjun Douluo? What a touching brotherly love."

"Let me send you there to reunite with Qianjun!"

Seeing Jiang Mo showing his neutral position, he was just stunned for a moment when a golden light appeared in front of his eyes.

Demon-Conquering Douluo felt that for the first time, his vision of the world was so wide.

(End of this chapter)