Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

Qian Renxue turned around suddenly, and Lan’s resolute back was reflected in her eyes.

Her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe.

Lan's figure seemed particularly small under the overwhelming pressure from Rakshasa God.

He stood in front, like a lone peak, blocking the violent storm that could destroy everything for Qian Renxue.

"Big brother!"

Qian Renxue's voice was heart-wrenching, echoing across the empty battlefield, carrying with it endless sorrow and powerlessness.

she knows,
Lan wants to use his own life to hold back the Rakshasa God.

No matter how powerful Lan is,

Even though he had defeated powerful enemies countless times.

But this time,
His opponent was a true god.

The pressure from Rakshasa God was as unfathomable as the abyss. Lan's soul power had not yet broken through the god level. It was impossible for him to defeat such an existence.

He stayed just to give her a chance of survival.

"Your Holiness, please go!"

The Thorny Porpoise Douluo's voice was hurried and anxious, and his face was covered with sweat.

Snake Spear Douluo stared at Qian Renxue and said quickly: "We are no match for Rakshasa God. Staying here will only hinder Lord Lan!"

Snake Spear Douluo also echoed from the side, his voice low and urgent: "Your Majesty, you must not waste the opportunity that Lord Lan fought so hard for!"

Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly, and her fingers tightly clenched the corner of her clothes.

Her eyes were still fixed on Lan's back.

"It's all because I'm too weak."

Qian Renxue's voice was low and trembling, her eyes still on Lan, her past with Lan emerged in her mind.

"My elder brother always stands up for me and leaves the best things for me when I'm in the most difficult time. But I can't do anything."

Her voice gradually choked, and tears silently slid down her beautiful cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground.

“It was before, and it is now.”

Qian Renxue's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but it was filled with deep powerlessness and self-blame.

She hated her own weakness, hated that she couldn't protect the people around her, hated that she could only watch Lan sacrifice himself for her.
Suddenly, a look of tenacity and determination flashed across Qian Renxue's face.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, and the sadness in her eyes was gradually replaced by determination.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Snake Spear Douluo and Thorny Porpoise Douluo, her tone was serious and cold: "Snake Spear, Thorny Porpoise, you two should leave quickly and return to the Spirit Hall, and let my grandfather take charge of the situation."

After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Snake Spear Douluo and Thorny Porpoise Douluo instantly realized something.

Their faces changed suddenly, their eyes filled with shock and anxiety.

"Your Holiness, the Spirit Hall cannot do without you. We will definitely..."

Snake Spear Douluo's voice was hurried and flustered, trying to persuade Qian Renxue to change her mind.

however,
Before he could finish, Qian Renxue interrupted him immediately.

Her voice was cold and resolute, with unquestionable majesty: "This is the order of the emperor!"

Qian Renxue's gaze was as sharp as a knife, sweeping across Snake Spear Douluo and Thorny Porpoise Douluo.

There was a powerful aura emanating from her, which was the authority of the Pope and no one was allowed to disobey.

Now the two empires have no ability to resist the Spirit Hall.

As Pope, she no longer has any worries.

I see,

Qian Renxue turned around, her beautiful face showing tenacity and yearning. She stared at the figure and slowly walked towards it.

"Even if I die, I want to be with my big brother!"

"Angel's true form, open!"

In an instant,
The phantom of the six-winged angel blooms between heaven and earth!

boom!
Between heaven and earth, a deafening roar suddenly exploded, as if even the space was torn apart.

Lan's body was like a kite with a broken string, and was blasted away fiercely. His body hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust. The ground was cracked into several deep gullies by the terrifying impact.

The armor on Lan's body made of soul bones had already been shattered and covered with cracks, as if it would completely collapse at any time.

Bright red blood continued to flow out from his wounds, staining his clothes and the ground beneath him red.

His body was shaking slightly due to the intense pain.

The power of Rakshasa God far exceeds his, the gap is absolutely overwhelming!

If it weren't for the support of the soul bone set, he would have been reduced to ashes by the magical skills of the Rakshasa God.

however,
Even so, his physical and spiritual power were almost exhausted, and his body could hardly hold on any longer.

Rakshasa God was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the wounded and almost exhausted Lan, with a cold smile on his lips.

Her eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, as if she was looking at a dying ant.

“Lan, this is what happens when you go against this god.”

Rakshasa's voice was cold and cruel, as if sentencing Lan to death.

She slowly raised one hand, and a pitch-black bone spur condensed in the palm of her hand. The bone spur exuded a heart-pounding breath of death, as if even the surrounding air was corroded by it.

"Go to hell."

As the Rakshasa God finished speaking,

The pitch-black bone spur instantly broke through the air, carrying the power to destroy everything, and headed straight for Lan's heart!
The bone spur moved at an extremely fast speed, as if it had cut through space. Wherever it passed, even the light was swallowed up, leaving only a dark trail.

Lan's consciousness gradually became blurred due to excessive blood loss.

His vision became blurry and his body seemed to no longer belong to him.

In a daze,

Lan looked at the bone spur that was attacking him.

He wanted to control his body again to avoid the fatal blow, but found it extremely difficult to even move a finger.

"I'm going to die after all."

"The kid should be safe now."

His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and it was filled with deep fatigue.

Suddenly,
A faint smile flashed across Lan's bloodstained face.

That's how it ends.
Maybe that's not bad.
Lan slowly closed his eyes.

It was as if he had accepted the fate of death.

Just before the bone spur was about to touch Lan's heart, Qian Renxue rushed over from behind!

She hugged Lan tightly.

He quickly flapped his wings and moved sideways to avoid the fatal blow from Rakshasa God!
"Little Devil"

Lan slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was that familiar face.

"Brother, don't give up."

"We will definitely survive."

Qian Renxue looked at Lan, her eyes slightly curved.

That was the gentlest smile.

The moment Rakshasa God saw Qian Renxue saving Lan, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"One ant saving another ant is just a dying struggle."

"This God will make you two a pair of desperate mandarin ducks!"

Countless densely packed dark bone spurs appeared all over the body of Rakshasa God!
next moment,
These bone spurs carried terrifying divine power, and shot towards Qian Renxue and Lan like a violent storm!

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and kept moving around in this intensive attack!
But suddenly,

A bone spur pierced her angel wings!

In an instant,
Blood spurts!

(End of this chapter)