Wuhun: My start shocked the holy soul village

Chapter 169 Sir, times have changed

Level 99!

This number is like a big mountain, pressing in Song Zhe's heart. Soul masters who can reach the title of Douluo are already very rare, and after the soul power breaks through to level ninety, the difficulty of each level of soul power will increase. Multiplied and stacked.

Take Song Zhe as an example, he has stayed at level 95 for 20 years, but there is still no sign of a breakthrough, even Song Zhe himself does not have any hope.

Level 99 is even more of a legend. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, as far as Song Zhe knows, there is only one person who has reached this level.

That is the old Pope of Wuhun Temple, Qian Daoliu who is regarded as a demigod!
It's just that the old pope hasn't shown himself for a long time, and even Song Zhe is not sure whether Qian Daoliu is still alive.

However, in this Barak City, there is such a peak Douluo who is comparable to Qian Daoliu hidden, which made Song Zhe break out in a cold sweat.

"Dare to ask which senior is practicing here, the junior Song Zhe apologizes to you!"

However, Song Zhe's words did not elicit the slightest response. Instead, an astonishing sword light suddenly pierced out from within the blood river, splitting the huge blood cell into two like cutting through a cloth, and under Chen Yu's feet stepped a head full of blood. The [-]-meter-long Yingtian Dragon and Phoenix, holding a simple long sword with black thunder flashing, soared into the sky.

"The long sword in that kid's hand and the giant dragon under his feet are both his martial soul?!"

Song Zhe took a deep breath, and four words instantly appeared in his mind - Twin Martial Souls!
"This little beast actually has twin martial souls!"

Apart from the current Pope Bibi Dong, Chen Yu is the second soul master that Song Zhe knows has twin martial souls, but Chen Yu's strength is far behind Bibi Dong's.

"This kid must die today!"

Song Zhe's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the twin martial souls represented a superpower who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Bibi Dong in a few decades. Whether it was public or private, Song Zhe couldn't let Chen Yu grow up.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

"The eighth soul skill, blood crocodile strangle!"

Dozens of identical iron-clad blood crocodiles flew out of Song Zhe's body, either opening their mouths wide open, or waving their long steel tails, biting at Yingtian Dragon and Phoenix at Chen Yu's feet.

Song Zhe, on the other hand, opened his blood crocodile avatar. His whole body was covered with scales as rough as rocks, and his ten fingers were as sharp as razors.

The originally thin old man suddenly turned into a strong man over three meters tall.

"Little bastard, get out of here!"

Song Zhe hugged Yingtian Longhuang's tail tightly, and pulled Yingtian Longhuang down with his arms, while those smaller armored blood crocodiles rushed up, lying on Yingtian Longhuang's body and biting stand up.

"A mere blood crocodile dares to act fiercely in front of the dragon and phoenix."

A circle of black thunder surrounded Chen Yu's body, and any blood crocodile that wanted to get close to Chen Yu's side would be sent flying away.

And Chen Yu held the Heavenly Punishment Killing God Sword, pointing directly at the sky.

The nine thunder dragons entrenched in the clouds seemed to be guided by Chen Yu, but at the same time, they rushed straight down towards Chen Yu's position!

"What?! This terrible celestial phenomenon was actually caused by you?!"

Song Zhe looked like a ghost, how could he have imagined that a little soul master actually possessed such terrifying means, this is a special ability that even Song Zhe can't do!

"Why, can't it work? Do you think that if you eat more rice for a few years, you will be superior in cognition? Hurry up and put away your old calendars, the times have changed."

Chen Yu's words almost choked Song Zhe, what this kid said was too irritating.

"Okay! Let the old man see how many catties you can have!"

The soul power in Song Zhe's body was like a tide, constantly gushing out. For a moment, the length of the river of blood extended to [-] meters, and it looked like a blood-colored dragon, directly meeting the thunder giant falling from mid-air. dragon!

"Boom!"

Two equally terrifying forces collided brazenly in mid-air. The blood-colored liquid and blood-colored thunder reflected the entire Barak City like the doomsday!
"This power is really terrifying!"

Song Zhe squinted his eyes slightly. In fact, Chen Yu's thunder power seemed to be stronger than his ninth soul ability. After all, it was the power of heaven and earth. One's own strength against the whole world.

But Chen Yu was obviously only able to summon such a terrifying power, but could not control it perfectly. Therefore, under the washing of the endless river of blood, the thunder light on the thunder dragon gradually dimmed.

But don't forget, this thunder dragon is just a foil for the appearance of the Heaven's Punishment Slaughtering God Sword martial soul, and Chen Yu's real killing move has not yet been truly displayed.

"Meteor Strike!"

Chen Yu suddenly disappeared above Ying Tian Longhuang's head, and the power of thunder and fire lingered on his body. The long tail flame was tens of meters long. This blow was the killing move that Chen Yu had been brewing for a long time!
"An ant may shake a tree, I don't know what it means."

Song Zhe just glanced at Chen Yu who was rushing towards him, even the Thunder Dragon was stopped by him, what else could Chen Yu do.

This is nothing more than a dying struggle.

"Ding!"

The tiger-striped bloodthirsty dagger stabbed the hard scales on Song Zhe's chest, making a crisp metal snapping sound, and the sharp tip of the dagger directly broke into two pieces.

"Hahaha, little bastard, are you tickling the old man?"

Song Zhe laughed even more when he saw this. It was obvious that ordinary soul tools could not pierce Song Zhe's martial soul avatar.

However, the sharpest thing in Chen Yu's hands is not the tiger-striped bloodthirsty dagger, but his second martial spirit, the Heavenly Punishment Sword!
"Old man, have you forgotten that I have twin martial souls?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Chen Yu's mouth, which made Song Zhe suddenly feel uneasy.

"Shh!"

A black shadow flashed in front of Song Zhe's eyes, and then Song Zhe felt a chill in his chest, and an indescribable tingling sensation came from his body.

The Heavenly Punishment Killing God Sword cut off the blood crocodile scales on Song Zhe's body with just one strike. If it weren't for the soul power in the Title Douluo's body that could automatically form a defensive shield, Chen Yu's sword might really be able to cut Song Zhe into pieces. Two paragraphs!

Even so, Chen Yu's sword almost ripped open Song Zhe's stomach, and the hideous wound almost extended from Song Zhe's throat to his navel.

"what!"

The bone-piercing pain made the Wuhundian Titled Douluo howl in pain, and the blood river that was originally suspended in mid-air was also torn open several times by the thunder dragon because it lost Song Zhe's control.

"Roar!"

The bloody dragons fell on Song Zhe one after another, and the raging thunder directly left a bottomless pit on the ground!

"I said long ago that the era of adults has changed long ago. Do you think that title Douluo means invincibility?"

With a movement of his tongue, Chen Yu swallowed the Da Huan Pill that was already in his mouth, and no matter how much damage this continuous attack caused Song Zhe, he fled in another direction.

(End of this chapter)