Douluo: My plan to kill the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 80 Long live the Spirit Hall!
"what!!!"

"Your Highness, save me!"

The desperate cry could not bring any hope of survival. The young man hurriedly tried to draw the bow and shoot an arrow, but his trembling arms were always a little slow. Before the arrow, which looked like a golden stream of light, arrived, an iron rod carved with dragon patterns and a black sharp spear stabbed at the same time, penetrating his body from the left and right.

A huge green snake howled and roared in pain, and rolled up large pieces of mud and sand. However, its body broke into pieces and gradually became illusory, finally turning into a broken human-shaped corpse.

Just at the moment when the dragon-patterned stick was retracted, the team member wearing heavy soul armor suddenly felt his eyes twitching and felt a needle-like pain between his eyebrows.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a pair of defiant eyes filled with rage. Brilliant golden light condensed in the hands of the Soul Douluo, and before he could dodge, a pure golden cold arrow had already landed lightly on his chest.

The eighth soul skill——Streamer Star Arrow!
From drawing the bow to shooting the arrow, there is no sound at all, and even the sense of existence is reduced to a minimum.

This arrow contained terrible power, like the silent, soundless, yet deadly god of death!

"Gulan!"

The terrifying force shattered the thick soul armor on the chest, which instantly emitted a dazzling light and suddenly exploded under the horrified gaze of everyone!

"boom!!!"

The black dragon-patterned stick hit the protruding stone, making a crisp sound, and its color slowly turned pale and dim, eventually turning into a ball of nothingness and disappearing completely.

Under the gaze of several people, the arrogant tin can knelt on the ground, and its upper body fell heavily on the ruins, making a dull bombardment, but there was no movement at all.

"Dead. Finally dead."

"Hahaha"

Looking at the young genius who was only twenty-six or twenty-seven, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. In his eyes, killing such a unique enemy was not even more pleasurable than hunting down a strong man who had just entered the title!

"It's not like these tin cans are invincible!"

"You losers, hurry up and block the way. Even if you can't kill them, just stop them!"

"I can attack on my own!"

"Their speed is getting slower and slower. The iron shell consumes a lot of soul power and cannot be used for a long time!"

"Go, you bastards!"

"Don't forget, you don't just have the sect behind you, think about your families!"

The young man laughed crazily, but his hands did not stop moving at all. The moment he pulled the bow, golden arrows fell like heavy rain, hitting the silver-white soul armor with a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

Even if only some seemingly insignificant cracks were left, the seemingly indestructible armor was still in the midst of a violent attack.
Broken bit by bit!

Not even close! Not even close!
The look on his face became more and more crazy, and he finally found an opportunity in the ever-spreading crack. A golden arrow of light accurately shot at the arm of the largest iron can.

With a muffled cold snort, the sturdy silver-white arm armor shattered into countless tiny pieces, and the right hand holding the blood-red battle axe completely disappeared!
"very good"

"This is your weakness. You can't resist heavy blows, and there is also a limit to the damage that the same part can withstand!"

There were only two Soul Saints standing in front of us, but it didn't matter. One of the five difficult iron cans had fallen and one was useless, so the remaining three would be easier to deal with.
Looking at the silent silver-white tin cans, greed also flashed in the eyes of this Soul Fighter.

"As long as I can get these things and hand them over to the sect, what does it matter if I lose these people? I will still have no faults!"

Even, a huge and terrifying plan was mass-produced in his mind. If this kind of equipment could be analyzed and mass-produced, the sect might have a chance to see the position of the top three sects. As for the revenge of the Spirit Hall... Haha, do you really think that you can fight against all the forces in the world by winning over the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?

How ridiculous!

"If you continue to resist, you will definitely die, and all of you will die." While holding the arrow and pulling the bow, he also did not forget to taunt: "Why not surrender now? Take back your martial spirit and kneel on the ground!"

"As long as you leave your armor behind, I promise to spare your life!"

"Think about it, you only have one life, and when you die, you lose everything!"

There was still speechless silence, even the last three people's charging movements did not change at all. They had completely given up on defense and allowed all kinds of spirit skills to fall on them, but the attacks in their hands never stopped!
He had no time to care about his dead companions. When he saw the Soul Saint opposite him activate his martial soul and transform into a giant black crocodile, all the soul power in the iron can holding a sharp spear burst out. The wrists, chest, ankles, and three places on the soul armor inlaid with transparent crystals suddenly burst into dazzling light!

Afterwards, the sharp spear stabbed wildly like a storm. When the black giant crocodile was trying hard to resist, his right hand suddenly raised up, and small triangular arrows, one after another, rushed out suddenly under the infusion of huge soul power!

"Ouch!!!!"

The giant black crocodile roared in anger, but its pale yellow amber eyes were completely pierced by the insidious little arrow, and blood splattered everywhere!
"call out--"

The sound of the spear entering the flesh was exceptionally clear. The sharp black spear pierced through the Soul Saint who had transformed into a human form, and shook the corpse off the tip of the spear. Looking at the transparent hole that appeared where the soul armor on the chest was broken.

"happy."

The nameless soul saint holding a sharp spear laughed, and his body as tall as a mountain fell to the ground with a heavy roar.

"Why, do you want to continue?"

The terrifying shot just now, and the unexpected and extremely insidious counterattack at the end, really scared this Soul Douluo.

He wiped the blood that the giant crocodile had splashed on his face, and looked at the two tin cans that had mysteriously stopped. The madness on his face eased a little: "Have you decided to surrender? It is indeed a clear choice."

"Martial Soul Palace!"

"Long live!"

As he looked in astonishment, the crystals on the armor of the remaining two men lit up at the same time, and they rushed towards him like mad bulls, at a speed even faster than when the fight began!
"Do you think that without the defense in front of us, the two Soul Saints will have the strength to face me directly?"

Looking at the two people standing in front of him, with little soul power left and their legs trembling with fear, he sneered, continued to raise the golden longbow in his hand, and his pupils contracted instantly.

"Go stop them, idiot!"

"No, Your Highness!"

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind, the remaining two could only continue to move forward with bitter expressions. However, at the moment when the four of them were entangled, a golden arrow flew by at high speed and pierced through the unsuspecting Soul Saint and the silent Tin Can at the same time.

"You're useless, this is the only use you have."

Looking at the corpses strung together, he smiled gently, with a bright and warm smile on his face.

"And all your things shall be yours."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned his head slightly, the fear in his eyes grew rapidly, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

A tall, skinny black shadow was quietly sticking to him, caressing his pale face, like a ghost from hell.

(End of this chapter)