Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 186: Ju Douluo's Anger

However, at this moment, the originally blue sky suddenly thundered, and blood-red dark clouds covered the sky. Bronze-colored sky thunder shuttled through the clouds like dragons and snakes.

All the Soul Saints in Wuhun Palace, including the Golden Generation, were all stunned on the spot. Their pupils suddenly shrank. Before they could react, several sky thunders fell in response. Those strong men who touched the sky thunders fell almost at the same time. It directly transformed into a ball of powder and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, everyone on the field could not help but froze in place, unable to imagine what had just happened.

"It seems we arrived just in time."

Feng Pang and a few others appeared here out of nowhere, looking at the strong men of the Spirit Hall, with no expression on their faces.

"Is it you?!"

Ju Douluo exclaimed in horror.

"Long time no see, masters of the Spirit Hall."

Feng Pang summoned his own martial spirit and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "Today we are ordered to take Xiao Wu back to the Wangquan family. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed without mercy!"

The strong men from the Spirit Hall all stopped and looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The people in front of them were all Soul Douluo strong men, and two of them were about to break through to Titled Douluo.

If the two elders could spare some time, they might still be able to fight, but judging from the current situation, there is no chance at all.

Ghost Douluo frowned and lowered his voice and said, "Zhang Feng, what do you mean? It seems that we in the Spirit Hall have no hatred against you, right?"

"No hatred?" Feng Pang snorted coldly and said, "Your Spirit Hall should have already taken action against my Wangquan family, but you still underestimate the strength of my Wangquan family."

"What a royal family, what a sword of heaven and earth! You, a group of soul masters who claim to be the strongest, actually took this opportunity to attack us today. Are you still human?"

Yan walked over with an indignant look on his face, staring viciously at the servant of the Wang Quan family in front of him.

Fat Feng glanced at the golden generation below him and slapped them immediately.

As the crisp sound of a slap rang out quietly, Yan's body, like a kite with a broken string, drew a perfect arc in the air and hit the ground heavily.

After seeing this, the soul masters of the Spirit Hall were angry but dared not say a word. They all avoided him as much as possible. No one even dared to say a word. After all, in front of such a strong man, they were nothing but ants.

"Go back and tell Bibi Dong that the Wangquan family is not an existence you can afford to offend. Otherwise, you should know what the final outcome will be?!"

Faced with Feng Pang's threat, everyone in the Spirit Hall was furious.

Ju Douluo even gave a direct order: "Kill them for me!"

Following the elder's order, the elite spirit masters of the Spirit Hall immediately rushed forward and released their own spirits, ready to kill the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in front of them.

Feng Pang stood in an open space, holding the long sword that shone with cold light in his hand, his eyes revealing a fierce killing intent. His figure leaned forward slightly, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

On the opposite side, several powerful soul masters from the Spirit Hall had solemn expressions on their faces. They quickly dispersed and surrounded the enemy. Soul power surged around their bodies, and all kinds of soul skills were released.

Feng Pang snorted expressionlessly, and suddenly jumped up, rushing towards the enemy like a flash of lightning. The sword drew a gorgeous arc in the air, with a fierce momentum. He displayed extremely exquisite sword skills, and the sword was as powerful as a dragon. Each sword contained a powerful force. The soul masters of the Spirit Hall used their soul skills to resist, but Feng Pang's sword seemed to have the power to penetrate everything. Wherever the sword shadow went, the defenses of the soul masters of the Spirit Hall were broken one by one. Blood splattered in the air, and screams came one after another.

Feng Pang's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. Under his crazy attack, several powerful soul masters from the Spirit Hall fell one after another. They didn't even have time to react before they were killed by the fatal sword.

The scene was dead silent, with only Feng Pang's panting and the blood dripping from the sword as witnesses of this tragic battle...

The strong men of the Spirit Hall opened their eyes wide in fear and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at their companions lying on the ground, the once invincible Spirit Hall spirit master was now powerless under Feng Pang's sword. Endless fear surged in their hearts, as if they saw the coming of the god of death.

Feng Pang's cold figure shrouded them like a nightmare. The lips of the Spirit Hall masters trembled, and they wanted to say something, but found that their throats seemed to be blocked and they could not make a sound.

The weapon in his hand also became extremely heavy, as if it would fall at any time.

At this moment, the group of soul masters began to regret why they had to fight against such a terrible opponent. The sharpness of the sword and Feng Pang's determination made them feel desperate.

They wanted to escape from this place, but found that their legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and they could not move even a step.

Feng Pang's eyes slowly swept over them, and the murderous intent in his eyes made the strong men of the Spirit Hall shudder.

Ju Douluo's expression was moved, and he said viciously: "Damn you, Wang Quan family, do you really want to be our enemy?"

"Do you think I'm bluffing?"

Ju Douluo was extremely angry. If it weren't for these two hundred thousand year old soul beasts, he would have rushed up and slaughtered these guys to death.

However, if they still want to take action now, the final outcome will probably still be failure, and there may even be a large number of casualties.

Ghost Douluo looked at Ju Douluo in a ghostly way, and when their eyes met, he nodded subconsciously.

"Wangquan Family, today's matter is not so easy to resolve."

Ju Douluo's words were like a gust of cold wind, echoing in the air. His eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness and coldness, but also a bit of helplessness.

"Everyone, retreat!"

Following his order, the people of the Spirit Hall were reluctant but had no choice but to act quickly. They retreated in an orderly manner, their steps hurried but methodical.

Those soul masters who were originally aggressive now had complicated expressions on their faces, including anger, regret, and worry about the future.

Ju Douluo stood where he was and took one last look at the people of Wang Quan Family. His eyes seemed to be saying: Today’s shame will be avenged tomorrow.

Then he turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

Looking at the backs of the Spirit Hall leaving, Feng Pang snorted coldly. How could these guys be able to compete with the strength of the Wangquan family? In the face of absolute strength, they were just like ants trying to shake a tree.

(End of this chapter)