Douluo: I am unparalleled in the world

"Oh, what did you do?"

After hearing this, Dugu Bo looked in the direction of Ye Feng with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just slapped him a few times."

Ye Feng said.

"Dump, how many times did you slap him??"

When Dugu Bo heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched inexplicably.

He really calls him a good guy!

Who is this person? He is a Titled Douluo, brother!

Why the hell do you just slap people in the face? So cruel!

No wonder people are so angry right now.

But in the entire Douluo world, this old Papi is probably the only one who dares to do this.

An ordinary Soul Emperor wouldn't dare to slap a Titled Douluo, not even a Soul Saint.

Because it represents absolute humiliation.

"Dugu Bo, you have one last chance! Take your granddaughter away or continue to take care of this matter and be our enemy!"

The Demon Bear looked at Dugu Bo patiently with a dark face.

"I can't help it. Who said that the other party is my granddaughter's savior?"

Dugu Bo said.

"So you're going to stay here?"

A powerful soul power burst out from the demon bear.

"No matter what happens today, I will take care of it, the true form of the Jade Phosphorus Snake!"

Dugu Bo released his true form of the Jade Phosphorus Snake.

The green light is shining.

"Very well, die!"

Dugu Bo released his martial soul avatar, and the next second the Demon Bear Douluo opposite him also released his martial soul avatar.

The two titled Douluo were directly entangled.

On par! !

"Boy, you don't have anyone to protect you now."

The second shadow appeared in front of Ye Feng at this moment.

There was a playful gleam in his eyes.

"Yeah, I seem to have no one at the moment."

A black magic sickle with red light also appeared in Ye Feng's hand.

"Then die in pain! The third soul skill, shadowless companionship!"

Split into two, the two shadows attacked Ye Feng in two directions.

"The first soul skill, tearing the sky!"

A purple soul ring shines.

Ye Feng's magic sickle instantly appeared with many vaporized blades!

"Too slow! Too slow! Just let me cut off your other hand!"

When Erying saw the soul skill released by Ye Feng, he immediately sneered.

In his eyes, these soul skills were like crawling at a snail's pace, too slow.

I saw that the second shadow was very fast at this moment and came directly behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng only felt that the voice seemed to be ringing in his ears.

"Too slow? Yes, you are indeed too slow!"

Erying suddenly trembled.

Because he saw the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

And a very cold voice came from his ear!

"call out--"

Only a flash of light was seen.

"ah--"

A scream sounded! !

One of Erying's hands was chopped off.

The whole process is very fast.

It was jaw-dropping to watch.

"You! How did you do it!"

Erying ran desperately in the other direction.

Want to escape Ye Feng's attack.

But at this time, Ye Feng did not pursue the opponent.

Instead, he showed a smile and looked at each other quietly.

"Do you want to know?"

Suddenly, another voice sounded next to Erying's ears.

"ah!"

Another slash, Ye Feng looked like a ghost, and the magic sickle struck directly on the opponent's body.

The second shadow let out bursts of screams!

"You! How on earth did you do it? How could you be so fast!"

Er Ying didn't know whether it was because his consciousness of survival broke out or something else, but he retreated like an explosion.

Trying to avoid Ye Feng.

This is simply not scientific at all.

Under normal circumstances, he is a Soul Douluo of the agile attack system, and his opponent is a Soul Emperor of the strong attack system. How could he catch up with him in terms of speed?

And it's so easy.

Ye Feng's speed advantage did make Erying feel a little incredible.

He guessed that the other party must be blessed with some kind of treasure or medicine to achieve such speed.

Fast is fast but not lasting.

However, something was obviously wrong with this.

Because medicines and treasures simply cannot last so long.

This is more like the speed of the opponent's body.

"There are still many things you don't know. I can only tell you that killing you is as easy as squeezing an ant to death!"

Ye Feng is not talking nonsense.

The agility and attack type soul masters have average defense power.

And with his fast speed, he can slowly kill the opponent with his magic sickle.

It would be faster if you use soul skills to sneak attack.

After all, Contra does not have the strong defense of Titled Douluo.

The red-glow magic sickle once again attacked in the direction of the two figures in front of it.

This is the magic sickle that is fused with Ye Feng's fifth soul skill, Hell Fire.

If the attack were on a human body, it would probably feel the same as using a red-hot brand to mark human flesh.

Of course, if you are an ordinary person, you will be burned by the fire of hell and you will be gone in an instant.

This branding feeling can only be enjoyed by soul masters who are above soul saints.

"Ha, I admit that you are fast, but what you say is too crazy. I am a Soul Douluo and you are just a Soul Emperor!"

Erying sneered after hearing Ye Feng say this.

"Oh? Let's try it then."

The hell fire of Ye Feng's magic sickle is burning brightly!

"Then I really want to try it, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Erying's whole person became blurry.

"call out--"

Ye Feng was very fast and attacked directly in the direction of Erying.

However, he found that his attack actually penetrated the second shadow directly.

"What?"

Ye Feng saw this scene with a confused look in his eyes.

How can this be.

The opponent can actually defend against physical attacks.

"Are you surprised? Yes, my martial soul's true form is shadow, and shadow can avoid any actual attacks! In other words, these soul skills you are using now are of no use to me!"

The second figure who only saw this moment spoke.

It was precisely because of having such a martial spirit avatar that he had the ability to fight against titled Douluo.

Even Demon Bear Douluo looked extremely troubled when dealing with his own martial soul avatar.

"It's really useless."

Ye Feng dispersed all the soul rings.

The whole person returned to the most primitive state.

Just with the magic sickle in hand, he didn't use any soul skills.

"Giving up so quickly? That's not your style."

Seeing Ye Feng giving up resistance so quickly, Erying sarcastically said with amusement.

Wasn't he awesome just now, and now he is instantly scared after seeing his martial soul's true form?

Sure enough, this seemingly tough person can be so mean sometimes.

"Ah."

Ye Feng smiled.

Didn't speak.

"Pretend to be a ghost, just let me send you away right now! If you can force me to this point, you are considered very strong to a certain extent!"

Erying saw Ye Feng just chuckle and said immediately.

Two black swords also attacked Ye Feng's direction at this moment.

The moment he got close to Ye Feng, he disappeared.

Without a trace.

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