Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

Chapter 165 Shura Sword, three million-year soul rings!

Lan still stood there, his expression indifferent and cold.

His left hand tightly embraced Qian Renxue, holding her firmly in his arms.

His eyes were calm and deep, without a trace of fluctuation.

It was as if Tang Chen's attack was not worth mentioning at all.

Just when the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Chen's hand was about to hit him.

Lan just raised his hand lightly and blocked the Clear Sky Hammer with tremendous force!

In an instant, Tang Chen's face changed drastically!

There was a flash of disbelief and horror in his eyes.

He has poured all his strength into this hammer!

But even so, it couldn't shake Lan at all.

Lan's figure stood like an unclimbable mountain. No matter how hard Tang Chen tried, he could not shake him at all.

Tang Chen's eyes met Lan's cold and indifferent eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

There was no anger or contempt in Lan's eyes, only a heart-pounding calmness, as if he was watching an ant struggling.

"Is this the extent of your strength?"

Lan's voice was low and cold, as if carrying an invisible pressure that struck Tang Chen's heart directly.

Before he finished speaking, Lan suddenly exerted force, his arm shook slightly, and a terrifying force burst out instantly, shaking the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Chen's hand to the side.

Then, Lan raised his foot and kicked Tang Chen hard in the chest with lightning speed!
"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard, and Tang Chen's chest instantly sank, as if it had been hit hard by a mountain.

His body was blown away by this terrifying force like a cannonball, and fell heavily into the ruins in the distance, with dust and gravel flying everywhere.

At this moment, the entire Jialing Pass battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Tang Xiao and the five elders of Haotian Sect were all horrified, as if they had seen something incredible.

Their eyes were fixed on the ruins, full of disbelief.

"Uncle...was beaten up?"

One elder said in a trembling voice, as if talking to himself, "We must be dreaming!"

Not only the people from Haotian Sect, but even the priests from Spirit Hall were all shocked.

Golden Crocodile Douluo widened his eyes and rubbed them in disbelief, as if he suspected he was hallucinating.

Qian Daoliu was even more stunned, his eyes almost popped out.

He opened his mouth, but found himself speechless for a moment. Only one thought remained in his mind: "Fuck, it's only been a few years, and Lan has become stronger again?!"

Judging from the situation, Lan is much stronger than he was back then.

Tang Chen was knocked flying with just one punch!

Qian Renxue snuggled in Lan's arms.

Looking up at Lan's indifferent face, his eyes were full of love and dependence.

Her heart was filled with a sense of security.

It seemed that as long as Lan was there, no one in this world could hurt her.

Tang Chen slowly stood up from the ruins, his entire body covered with a layer of extremely strange black fog. The black fog seemed to have life, wrapping around his body and constantly surging.

His breathing became abnormally disordered, his eyes glowed scarlet, and a cold smile hung on the corners of his mouth. He looked like a demon crawling out of hell, emitting a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

Lan was standing not far away, feeling this familiar yet dangerous aura. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a solemn look flashed across his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on Tang Chen, and a hint of uneasiness rose in his heart.

As a being who once devoured the consciousness of Rakshasa God, Lan was very familiar with the breath of Rakshasa God.

At this moment, the strange power in Tang Chen's body was exactly the breath of Rakshasa God!

"There is actually the aura of Rakshasa God in Tang Chen's body..."

Lan whispered to himself, frowning. Tang Chen's current state was obviously eroded by the power of the Rakshasa God, and he might even have lost himself.

Just as Lan was thinking, a strange sneer suddenly appeared on Tang Chen's face.

His voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell: "Lan, I have to say that you are the strongest opponent I have encountered in a hundred years... But my strength is more than that!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Chen suddenly raised his left hand, and a blood-red sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The sword was blood red all over, and there was a strong murderous aura lingering on the sword, as if countless wronged souls were wailing around the sword.

Wherever the sword passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound.

Lan's eyes fixed.

He could clearly feel that the sword was no ordinary object, and the murderous aura emanating from the sword even made him feel a little palpitated.

This sword definitely does not belong to the mortal world!
"Lan, be careful! That sword is a divine weapon!"

Qian Daoliu's voice came from a distance, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

As a servant of God, Qian Daoliu's understanding of divine weapons far exceeds that of ordinary people.

He knew clearly how terrifying the power of the divine weapon was. Even the peerless Douluo might not be able to escape unscathed when facing the divine weapon.

However, what Qian Daoliu didn't know was that the Shura Sword in Tang Chen's hand had already surpassed the scope of ordinary artifacts.

Even in the vast divine world, the Shura Sword is one of the most terrifying existences.

Its murderous aura is enough to scare any god, let alone mortals.

Lan's brows were tightly knitted together, not daring to be careless at all.

He had also seen the artifact,
The golden trident in the Temple of Poseidon is the weapon of Poseidon.

Tang Chen held the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his right hand and the Shura Sword in his left hand. His body moved suddenly, and he rushed towards Lan like a black lightning.

His speed was extremely fast, and he closed the distance between himself and Lan almost instantly.

On the blade of the Shura Sword, the blood-red sword light flickered, like a poisonous snake choosing its prey, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"Go to hell, Lan! Be buried with my Hao'er!"

Tang Chen's voice was filled with madness and hatred. He swung the Shura Sword down suddenly. The sword light, carrying endless murderous energy, attacked Lan!

Facing Tang Chen's offensive, Lan did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He quickly summoned the Breath of the Deep Sea martial soul, and nine soul rings slowly rose under his feet – red, red, red, red, red, red, gold, gold, gold!

The light from the nine spirit rings was dazzling, especially the three golden million-year spirit rings, which exuded a suffocating pressure.

Lan's aura completely exploded at this moment, and the pressure of the ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo swept across the world, shocking everyone present.

"This kid actually broke through to level ninety-nine?!"

Qian Daoliu widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

He clearly remembered that when he fought with Lan two years ago, Lan was only a Titled Douluo at level 97.

And now,
Just two years later,

Lan has actually broken through to level ninety-nine!
This speed of breakthrough is unprecedented in the history of the entire continent!

Lan's strength has long surpassed ordinary people's imagination.

Even when facing Tang Chen holding the Shura Sword, he was still able to handle it with ease.

"Deep Sea Fin, out!"

Lan let out a low roar, and the deep-sea fin behind him suddenly flew out, turning into a blue stream of light, attacking Tang Chen.

The speed of the Deep Sea Fin was extremely fast, and it approached Tang Chen almost instantly, with the sharp fin blade pointing directly at Tang Chen's throat.

Tang Chen snorted coldly, and swung the Shura Sword violently. The blood-colored sword light collided with the deep-sea fins, making a deafening sound.

Two powerful forces intertwined in the air.

A terrifying energy fluctuation erupted,

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming cracks that were visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)