Crossing Douluo: Three Gods in One

Chapter 162: Against Sword Douluo
After listening to what Zhang Tong said, Jian Douluo had no expression and didn't know what to say. He just sighed.

"Sword Dao Chen Xin, since you can't tell what is good and what is evil, there is nothing more to say. There is no point in saying more. Let the sword decide the outcome."

As he spoke, a silver spear suddenly appeared in Zhang Tong's hand. It was more than two meters long and very slender. On the slender spear body, there were fine silver scales. The scales were in the shape of hexagons and were very delicate and symmetrical.

This spear only has a tip on one end, and the length of the tip accounts for about one-third of the length of the spear. The tip is tapered as a whole, with a total of twelve grooves on it.

It was Gu Yuena's silver dragon spear. When the silver dragon spear appeared, Jian Douluo was fine, but Yang Wudi's eyes seemed to be pierced by the light of the silver dragon spear and he couldn't open them:

"What kind of gun is this?"

With Yang Wudi's familiarity with guns, he couldn't even tell the origin of the Silver Dragon Spear. He only knew that the Silver Dragon Spear was countless times stronger than his martial soul, the Soul-Breaking Spear. In an instant, he felt that the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand was no longer as powerful.

"Take the move!"

Zhang Tong ignored Yang Wudi's surprise and immediately rushed towards the two of them with the silver dragon spear in hand.

The spirit rings under Yang Wudi and Jian Douluo's feet also lit up and released their spirit skills:

"The fifth soul skill: shocking all directions!"

Zhang Tong rarely uses guns, he usually uses his fists or bone spurs, but the martial spirits of the two people in front of him are both known for their attacking power, so he had no choice but to take out the silver dragon spear that had been sealed for a long time!
Clang! !

The Seven Kill Sword and the Silver Dragon Spear collided with each other. Even though Zhang Tong did not use any soul skills, the pressure from the divine weapon caused the Seven Kill Sword in Jian Douluo's hand to tremble.

After just one round, Jian Douluo knew that the weapons of both sides were not of the same level.

You must know that Jian Douluo is currently at level ninety-seven. With Ning Fengzhi's enhancement, his strength is comparable to that of the peak of level ninety-seven!

However, Zhang Tong easily parried this fifth soul skill. One can imagine the power of this silver dragon spear.

At this time, Yang Wudi also attacked Zhang Tong from the flank!
"Fifth Soul Skill: Break!"

Looking at Yang Wudi who was attacking him, Zhang Tong's Silver Dragon Spear turned 180 degrees, and then the butt of the spear gently offset Yang Wudi's sneak attack!
"He's definitely not that powerful in person, it's all because of that gun!"

Yang Wudi held the Soul-Breaking Spear with a palpitating heart. Just the tail of the spear touching his Soul-Breaking Spear made his Soul-Breaking Spear feel fear.

The Soul-Breaking Spear is his martial soul. If he is even afraid of the spear, let alone Yang Wudi himself. After all, he is just a pseudo-Title Douluo who relies on Ning Fengzhi's assistance. Compared with a real Title Douluo like Chen Xin, he is still too rubbish.

At the moment on Tang San's side, Tang San and Ning Fengzhi were in the middle, Dugu Bo was being watched by the Thorny Porpoise, the Red Mastiff and the Titan Giant Ape were fighting with the Sky Blue Bull Python, and the Snake Spear was protecting Qian Renxue.

The low-level soul masters on both sides were fighting each other like a melee.

However, there is still an annoying existence, that is the fusion skill of the Holy Dragon Martial Spirit of Light that Waste Gang and the other three have.

This is very disadvantageous to the low-level soul masters of the Spirit Hall.

Zhang Tong also understood that he could not drag on any longer and had to fight quickly and decisively.

Immediately, the blood color on his body became even darker, and with the addition of the silver dragon spear, he looked like the god of death.

Jian Douluo and Yang Wudi perked up their spirits, trying hard to suppress the fear in their respective martial spirits, and then attacked Zhang Tong again.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Slashing Gods and Demons."

This should be Duanbi Chenxin's strongest move at the moment!

Zhang Tong thought to himself that this ninth soul skill in the spirit body state was no joke. With Jian Dao Chen Xin's attack now, even Snake Spear Douluo would probably have to bear hatred on the spot.

The Seven Killing Sword in Jian Douluo's hand suddenly grew bigger!
It turned into a super huge sword that was tens of meters long!
Under the giant sword that reached the sky, a terrifying aura filled the entire place. The sword energy even directly pushed the Soul Saint who was over level 70 nearby back several hundred meters.

Facing the strongest attack from Sword Douluo, Zhang Tong did not dare to be careless. His entire body was covered with soul bone thorn armor, and then his arms shone brightly.

The arm soul bones of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King resonated with the silver dragon spear, and the silver dragon spear actually emitted a low rumbling sound.

In an instant, the elements of light and darkness attached to the silver dragon spear.

Zhang Tong felt that the Silver Dragon Spear now needed a collision, a collision between weapons.

Without any hesitation, the two-meter-long silver dragon spear blocked Jian Douluo's giant sword!

boom--

The air waves generated by the collision swept all around, and some soul masters over level 50 who were close to it were turned into bones alive by the air waves.

boom! boom! boom--

I saw that the huge Seven Killing Sword was pierced with small gaps by the small silver dragon spear!

Peng——

The Silver Dragon Spear and the Seven Kill Sword separated again, and Jian Douluo retreated dozens of meters with the Seven Kill Sword in one arm!
Looking at the gaps on the Seven Kill Sword, Jian Douluo suddenly vomited blood!

This Seven Killing Sword is his martial soul. If his martial soul is damaged, then there is no hope for him.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Zhang Tong with a thunderous sound. The man was full of murderous aura and laughed sinisterly:

"Prepare to die, Eighth Soul Skill: Break!"

It was Yang Wudi. Originally, he could not help much when Zhang Tong and Jian Douluo were fighting. In addition, the Silver Dragon Spear was very restraining to his martial spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear, so he did not want to confront Zhang Tong!
But even though he is Tang San’s enemy and his lackey, he has to help Tang San no matter what!

In addition, Zhang Tong had just withstood Jian Douluo's ninth soul skill, so Yang Wudi thought that he should not have much combat power. As long as he could kill this man in this sneak attack, the gun in his hand would belong to him, Yang Wudi.

Thinking of this, Yang Wudi no longer hesitated. He took advantage of the moment when Jian Douluo and Zhang Tong separated and launched an impatient sneak attack.

Zhang Tong didn't expect that Yang Wudi would be so shameless. He immediately formed a ball of light with the elements of light and darkness in his hands and raised his hand to block Yang Wudi's attack!
puff--

The two-colored light balls were actually pierced by Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear. Yang Wudi was delighted: It seems that this person really doesn't have much soul power left.

Then, with a stronger force, the Soul-Breaking Spear stabbed straight into Zhang Tong's chest.

"younger brother……"

Qian Renxue exclaimed.

"Master Jiao Wang..."

Snake Spear and Thorny Porpoise shouted!
"Success..."

Yang Wudi thought, if this Soul-Breaking Spear could just touch this guy's skin, it would easily pierce his chest, and then even gods wouldn't be able to save him!
When Yang Wudi was thinking about how to give a speech after winning, he suddenly felt dazed, as if a huge rock hit his head, followed by a sharp pain in his chest!
clang--

puff--

Two different voices sounded!
Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear did pierce Zhang Tong's chest, but he could no longer move forward.

However, when Yang Wudi's attention was all on his chest, Zhang Tong used his head soul bone skill: Soul Killing, and then stabbed the silver dragon spear into his chest while Yang Wudi was in a trance.

(End of this chapter)