Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Fraud! Brothers, prepare to fight!"

The roar of the bald man brought the absent hand back to reality.

But when he shouted, Zhu Zhuqing did not choose to retreat, but chose to attack continuously.

The second soul skill - Nether Hundred Claws!

The bald man quickly activated his soul skills to resist.

The third soul skill - stick dance!

collision!collision!collision!

Where did the bald man expect Zhu Zhuqing to have such strength? !

He is a powerful soul sect, but he suffered a hidden loss in the face-to-face confrontation at this moment!

"Boss, I'm here to help you!"

The first soul skill - Nether Spike!

Zhu Zhuqing saw that he couldn't take down the scarred and bald head for a while, so he took advantage of the moment he knocked him back, and backhanded the one who came back to his senses and rushed towards him first.

Claw, Fenghou!

This person's strength is no more than twenty-one, Zhu Zhuqing really didn't know where his courage came from and rushed forward carelessly.

Blood splashed on Zhu Zhuqing's face, but Zhu Zhuqing ignored it.

In the dark environment, she travels like a ghost and wanders through the lives of the thieves, the Harvesters.

"Smelly..., it's like fighting grandpa for [-] rounds!" The bald man with the scar face swung out a stick.

But the scream was not from Zhu Zhuqing.

His stick smashed the head of the middle-aged man pushed over by Zhu Zhuqing.

The screams were especially clear and loud in the dark.

The room is already a mess.

With a scarred face and a bald head, his teeth were itching with hatred, and the club kept blasting towards the phantom in the night, but the people under him became the biggest resistance to his full exertion in this narrow space!

Hateful little sword man!When you fall into Lao Tzu's hands, I will make it impossible for you to live or die!

The third soul skill - Nether Slash!

Using an enemy as a cover, Zhu Zhuqing once again attacked the scarred and bald man who was vigilant with a stick!

Scarred face, big bald head and hair standing on end, dangerous!

The fourth soul skill - stick tornado! !

Zhu Zhuqing saw Shunjing, who had a scarred face and a bald head, rising from the purple soul ring, and hurriedly retreated.

But the few unlucky guys who were closer to the scar-faced big bald head got lucky!

The soul master of the [-]rd level is okay, not only is he a defensive soul master, but he is also using soul skills to protect himself.

The sudden drawing of the big stick just made him vomit blood and pass out!

Another poor fellow in his twenties had bad luck, and shot his head with a stick...

It's not that he was in the wrong birth, he just followed the wrong person.

In fact, he didn't follow the wrong person, he just stayed so close to this person after following the wrong person.

Facts have proved that there is still some distance between people.

And another place.

A certain little wit who fell down inexplicably rolled quietly towards the hidden corner on the other side of the big cabinet, making painful moaning sounds as it rolled.

"Hey! I'm dying!"

The closer he got to the dark corner, the faster he crawled.

Successfully reached the destination, just when he was about to get up quickly,

There seems to be something opening up the space in the darkness.

As soon as his neck was cold, the blood in his neck was spurted out, and he was kicked hard in the abdomen, and flew out backwards.

Dao Feng was a little helpless, he wanted to let the little kitty practice with those bedbugs, but unexpectedly he made a move.

It's all the fault of this little ghost!

"There are still people here!"

"It's that little boy!" The six or seven people who hadn't been cleared by Zhu Zhuqing were startled by the corpses that flew out suddenly.

At this time, the walls of the room were dilapidated, and the floor was even more stained with viscous blood.

The corpse became the main obstacle for Zhu Zhuqing to fight with the scar-faced bald head.

Dao Feng frowned slightly looking at the dirty blood dripping down towards him from the ground, it was so dirty.

Light emerges from darkness.