Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

Chapter 162 Follow me to annihilate the enemy!

"Great Priest, here we come!"

The three great priests, Qingluan Douluo, Xiongshi Douluo, and Guangling Douluo, shouted in unison, their bodies moved like lightning, and they instantly stood in front of Qian Daoliu.

They stared at the murderous Tang Chen in front of them with solemn eyes, and a chill rose in their hearts.

Every step Tang Chen took seemed to step on their heartstrings, heavy and depressing.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand emitted a cold light, like the scythe of the god of death, ready to reap lives at any time.

After the ten thousand year soul ring exploded, Tang Chen's aura became more and more unfathomable, as if he had surpassed the limit of level ninety-nine and faintly touched that legendary realm.

"Let's go together! Protect the great priest!"

Qingluan Douluo roared angrily, his voice as loud as thunder.

The ice-blue Qingluan martial soul behind him instantly unfolded, and the huge Qingluan phantom howled towards the sky, spreading its wings, covering the sky and the sun, as if it wanted to cover the entire world under its wings.

"The eighth soul skill, the sound of the blue sky and sea of ​​clouds is absolutely stunning!"

Qingluan Douluo formed seals with his hands, his soul power surged wildly, and a huge blue vortex appeared behind him.

As the vortex spun, the space seemed to be torn apart, instantly pulling Tang Chen into a void of space.

In this space, countless curved blades formed by the condensation of soul power swept towards Tang Chen like a storm. Each curved blade contained a terrifying power that was enough to tear apart a Titled Douluo.

If it were any other Titled Douluo, facing Qingluan Douluo's attack, they would probably have given up hope and found it difficult to resist.

However, Tang Chen just smiled coldly, with a bright red light in his eyes, as if he could see through the essence of this empty space.

“It’s just a trick”

Tang Chen's voice was low and cold, and he swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand down suddenly.

In an instant, the entire void space was like a fragile mirror, smashed into pieces by the powerful force of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Space fragments flew everywhere, Qingluan Douluo's soul skills were completely destroyed, and the backlash force made him spit blood from his mouth, and he staggered backward.

"Qingluan!"

Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo were shocked when they saw this and rushed towards Tang Chen without hesitation.

The martial spirit of Lion Douluo is a golden lion, radiating a blazing light all over its body, as dazzling as the sun.

Guangling Douluo's martial soul is a silver-white divine bow. With the bow drawn and arrows on it, countless light feathers shot towards Tang Chen like sharp arrows.

However, even if the two Level 97 Titled Douluo joined forces, they were still no match for Tang Chen.

Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer seemed to have turned into the heaviest weapon in the world in his hand. Every time he swung the hammer, it carried the power to destroy the world.

"Haotian Nine Absolutes, Touzi Jue!"

Tang Chen let out a low shout, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand shook violently. The hammer shadow was like a phantom, and it instantly penetrated the defenses of Lion Douluo and Light Wing Douluo.

The lion spirit behind Lion Douluo was shattered by a hammer, and Light Wing Douluo's Light Wing Divine Bow was also shaken and thrown away.

The two men only felt an unrivaled force coming at them, their bodies were like being struck by lightning, they were instantly knocked back dozens of feet, blood spurting out of their mouths.

"Is this Tang Chen's strength?"

The Lion Douluo managed to steady himself, his eyes full of horror.

Guangling Douluo also looked pale, with a feeling of powerlessness rising in his heart.

Although they are all Titled Douluo, they seem as small as ants in front of Tang Chen.

Tang Chen did not give them a chance to breathe. He flashed and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant.

The Clear Sky Hammer was swung out again, with irresistible force, directly pressing the vital points of the two. Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo tried their best to resist, but they were still unable to resist and could only retreat step by step.

Qian Daoliu slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and a look of unwillingness that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes.

He was well aware of his limitations - only in the temple could he call upon the power of the angel god, just as Poseidon had to be on the sea to rely on the power of the sea god.

This is their advantage as servants of God, but it is also an irreparable disadvantage.

But Tang Chen is completely different from them.

He relied on his own talent and perseverance to cultivate himself step by step to become a peerless Douluo.

No matter where he is, Tang Chen can exert his full strength without any restrictions.

This kind of pure power made Qian Daoliu feel a little envious and fearful.

Although Qian Daoliu could vaguely sense that Tang Chen's physical condition was not right, as if he was running out of energy and his vitality was rapidly fading away.

However, it was Tang Chen's state of being on the verge of his limit that made Qian Daoliu feel even more dangerous.

At this moment, Tang Chen had no worries at all. There was only rage for revenge in his eyes, and he completely disregarded his own body and life.

He desperately blew up the ring, burning his own life recklessly, just to completely wipe out the enemy in front of him before his life was gone.

This kind of determination and madness made Qian Daoliu feel a little palpitated.

“You can’t die here”

Qian Daoliu muttered silently in his heart, his eyes determined.

He knew that Qian Renxue had not yet completed the Angel God Test, and the future of the Spirit Hall still needed him to protect.

If he died here today, the foundation of the Spirit Hall would be shaken, and it might even be completely destroyed.

The responsibility he shoulders prevents him from falling.

boom!
A loud noise interrupted Qian Daoliu's thoughts.

Lion Douluo and Light Wing Douluo fell heavily into the ruins, with dust flying and gravel scattering everywhere.

The two men's bodies were covered with wounds, their soul power was drained, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The golden lion spirit of Lion Douluo had long since dimmed, and Light Feather Douluo's Light Feather Divine Bow had also lost its former glory. The bowstrings were slack, and the arrows dropped weakly, as if even the air had become heavy, pressing them to the point of suffocation.

Their eyes were filled with fatigue and despair, and they were obviously no longer able to fight.

The Lion Douluo raised his head with difficulty, and the cold figure of Tang Chen was reflected in his golden pupils. His voice was hoarse and weak: "Great Priest, we can't hold on any longer."

There was a deep sense of self-blame and helplessness in his words, as if he felt guilty for his own powerlessness.

Guangling Douluo closed his eyes tightly, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had lost consciousness.

His body fell powerlessly into the ruins, and the silver-white Light Feather Divine Bow lay quietly beside him.

At this moment, a cold and firm voice broke the silence of the battlefield!

"Follow this emperor and annihilate the enemy!"

Qian Renxue's figure appeared in the center of the battlefield in an instant like a golden lightning.

She was wearing golden armor, holding an angel's holy sword, and her beautiful face was full of tenacity and sharpness.

Although she was only at the Soul Douluo level, even when facing a peerless powerhouse like Tang Chen, there was no fear in her eyes, only the desire for victory and a firm belief.

Behind her, the two Titled Douluo Yueguan and Guimei followed closely.

(End of this chapter)