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

Chapter 181 Participate in the battle of gods! A gaze from the gods!

"This, madman!"

In just the blink of an eye, another titled Douluo had died.

Chen Yuan's whole body is unstained by dust, and he looks like a white god of death. Wherever he passes, there is only death.

Everyone who tried to harm the Qibao Glazed Sect became a ghost under the sword.

It is impossible to escape faster than a sword, and resistance is even more pointless.

The attack completely dissipated before it landed on Chen Yuan.

Wuhundian Douluo, who was still observing from behind, was puzzled as to why their attacks couldn't even take effect.

But when he really looked carefully, his whole body suddenly froze.

The sword intent that can cut the sky and split the earth surrounds Chen Yuan, forming a ring that cannot be seen. It is this thing that blocks all attacks that are harmful to Chen Yuan.

If you want to truly attack the source of dust, you must first break through this thing.

After just one glance, the Titled Douluo had already given up. The terrifying power contained in it was definitely not something they could break through at their level.

If you want Chen Yuan to be truly hurt, you must have a god!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around and shout loudly to Qian Renxue behind him.

However, after his voice was sent out, nothing was transmitted.

The field of vision continues to lengthen until the entire battlefield can be seen.

I don't know when, his head had separated from his body, and only the light and shadow of the sword blade flickered in his vision.

There was no pain at all, not even blood flowing out.

"Bang!"

The head fell to the ground with a muffled sound, bursting out with rich plasma, which mixed and exploded, startling the troops who were still attacking the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Unable to dodge, his body was directly splashed with blood, and he stood there and collapsed and roared.

This method of death is really too terrifying. Compared with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, it impacts people's psychological defenses even more.

Rather than dying in battle, what they feared was the massacre without resistance brought about by Chen Yuan's sword.

"This kid" returned to the formation and Dugubo, who was at the back, swallowed.

He pointed blankly at the advancing source of dust in front of him and looked sideways at Gu Rong: "Has this kid always been so perverted?"

This efficiency is much faster than when he releases poison, and he even kills Titled Douluo-level enemies.

For them, the Titled Douluo, who was troublesome and even troublesome, died before his abilities were fully released.

Dugu Bo had fought against Chen Yuan, so he naturally knew how powerful Chen Yuan was, but he never imagined that it would be such a one-sided situation.

In the past, he even thought about how long he could survive Chen Yuan's hands if he tried his best. At that time, Dugu Bo's prediction for himself was fifteen minutes.

But now it seems that whether there are five seconds or not may be a problem.

Gu Rong's brows twitched and she said confidently with a stern face: "Of course, Yuan'er has always been this strong since he was a child. When he fought against you, he was very cautious."

"If there are still people who don't know what to do, it should be no different from the current Wuhun Palace."

Dugu Bo rejoiced and clapped his chest and gasped. Fortunately, he was not following the Wuhun Palace and the Tang Sect, and he did not have to stand on the opposite side of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

If he had to face such a terrifying guy, he would have been too frightened to do anything. He was still strong enough even if he didn't lose his mind.

After all, the feeling of death approaching is really uncomfortable.

But when he went up and planned to self-destruct, the feeling of being on the verge of life and death already made his brain a little confused.

"Enough!" Suddenly, a sneak attack of light struck in the center of the battlefield, causing Chen Yuan's figure to take two steps back.

Tang San clutched the trident in his hand and stared at Chen Yuan with a gloomy expression.

Ever since he joined the battle, the Tang Sect's damage has been rising sharply. If it continues like this, it won't take long, let alone take down the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Whether the Tang Sect's own power still exists or not is a question.

Tang San naturally does not allow this situation to exist, but it is obvious that Chen Yuan's power has far exceeded the scope of a titled Douluo, and there is a vague feeling that even a peerless Douluo cannot compare.

This feeling was clearly felt only by Tang San himself when he became a god.

He is transcendent from heaven and earth, possesses divine power, and is proud of the world.

But why is Chenyuan also in such a situation?

Tang San squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Chen Yuan, constantly scanning this guy with an indifferent expression with his divine power.

After repeated confirmations, Tang San was sure that Chen Yuan did not have any aura inherited from the gods.

This also confirms one thing, that is, Chenyuan has not become a god in the true sense.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt much more relieved.

Under the gods, all are insects!

Just saying that he was able to block his attack just now is enough to scare Chen Yuan for a lifetime.

Tang San's eyes gradually turned disdainful as he looked at Chen Yuan: "Chen Yuan, you obviously have the ability to escape, but you still come to die. It's simply stupid."

"It doesn't matter, you are here today, which is in compliance with my wishes. Let us settle all the old and new grudges here today."

"Don't say that I, as the God of Poseidon, bullied you. These are all things that come from my own abilities. If you don't have them, you can only blame yourself."

Tang San raised his head proudly, scornfully provoking Chen Yuan in front of him.

However, no matter how much he mocked him, Chen Yuan remained unmoved.

This neglect made Tang San jump anxiously, insisting on proving his strength in front of Chen Yuan.

At this time, Chen Yuan didn't fight back, so even if he won, he wouldn't have any sense of accomplishment.

He just wanted to see Chen Yuan lying on the ground covered with scars, watching his relatives and friends die one by one before his eyes, then breaking down and crying and yelling, lying at his feet constantly wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"what do you mean!"

Tang San questioned Chen Yuan with a bad tone: "I am a god now! One of the only gods on the continent, and you are just a mortal!"

"How dare you disrespect me?!"

Chen Yuan raised the corners of his mouth, and his plain face could only mock: "You? God?"

"Don't be funny, he's just a clown, a fool who doesn't understand how to make sneak attacks."

"You alone dare to claim to be a god, don't be too ridiculous, Tang San."

"You!" As the undisputed facts came out one by one, Chen Yuan almost slapped Tang San on the face in front of everyone.

Unreservedly revealing all the dirty things Tang San had done so far.

"Tang San!" Qian Renxue's figure suddenly arrived, and she reminded Tang San in a deep voice, who was almost losing his mind: "This is a mortal, what are you so anxious about?"

As she said that, Qian Renxue kept looking at Chen Yuan, with some doubts in her eyes.

What exactly did this dust source get?

Knowing that he is not a god, he still shows off in front of them.

(End of this chapter)