Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 201 Take my Lion's Fang! Beat up the Lion Douluo! Bibi Dong is shocked!
Bodhidharma's figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and instantly turned into a golden stream of light.

Everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and then Bodhidharma disappeared from the spot.

Then the golden light rushed towards Jialing Pass!

When the defenders of Jialing Pass saw Bodhidharma rushing towards them like a god, they were immediately panicked.

The tall city walls seemed so fragile in the face of Bodhidharma's powerful momentum.

With a powerful punch, countless cracks appeared on the solid city wall!

Bibi Dong and the others' faces suddenly changed. They did not expect that Damo would suddenly change the direction of attack.

"Quick, stop him!" Bibi Dong shouted loudly.

However, at this time, Bodhidharma was in high spirits and no one could stop him. His only target was Jialing Pass, and he vowed to break the deadlock.

"Not good! Jialing Pass!"

The Lion Douluo roared, and led those helpless soul masters to rush towards Damo like a raging torrent.

The faces of those controlled Xuanyong soul masters were full of pain and helplessness, but under the control of Lion Douluo's powerful soul skills, they still had to follow his orders.

The speed of the Lion Douluo is much higher than that of the controlled Xuanyong Soul Master.

His body was as fast as lightning, yet he was careful to keep a certain distance from the soul master team behind him, so that he could use them to form a line of defense while avoiding the danger of fighting alone.

If Damo dares to attack him, he can immediately control these soul masters to stop Damo.

The Lion Douluo stared at Damo in front of him, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his forehead, showing his inner tension and anxiety.

The controlled Xuanyong soul masters behind him followed him involuntarily, but their steps were heavy and their eyes revealed their unwillingness to accept their fate and fear of fighting.

Even though Lion Douluo was careful enough, he still underestimated Damo's ability.

"Take my lion's tooth!"

"First soul skill, the truth, the formless!"

His figure moved over instantly, like a golden phantom.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Lion Douluo.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force emanated from his fist, knocking the Lion Douluo away.

The Lion Douluo's body lost control in mid-air and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

This attack caused a brief period of control, putting the Lion Douluo into a passive position.

"You dare to attack me, aren't you afraid of affecting the Xuanyong soul master behind me?"

The Lion Douluo looked at Damo with contempt, as if he was sure of victory.

"With these soul masters behind me, what can you do to me?" He shouted loudly, with a look of arrogance on his face.

But his confidence seemed so ridiculous in front of Damo, who had a cold look in his eyes and was not frightened by his momentum at all.

Although Lion Douluo was confident in his heart, he did not dare to be careless at all. He stared at Bodhidharma's every move intently, ready to respond to possible attacks at any time.

"Ninth soul skill, mantra salvation!"

Damo's strongest soul ring lit up, and powerful force burst out instantly.

Bodhidharma threw a punch, and a bright light burst out from his body, as dazzling as the sun.

This force turned into a raging torrent, bombarding the Lion Douluo with overwhelming force.

The Lion Douluo only felt an irresistible force coming at him, and his body involuntarily flew towards Jialing Pass.

boom!
With a loud bang, the Lion Douluo crashed heavily into the city wall of Jialing Pass.

The city walls shook violently, bricks and stones cracked, and dust rose into the sky.

The Lion Douluo was embedded in the city wall, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and fear. He never expected that Damo's ninth soul skill would be so powerful that it could knock him back such a distance!
Looking at the Xuanyong Soul Master who was already some distance away from him.

The Lion Douluo's face turned pale in an instant, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his face, and the confidence and arrogance in his eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep fear and despair.

Because this distance was enough for Bodhidharma to kill him alive!

"No, don't!" The Lion Douluo shouted in a trembling voice, his voice full of pleading.

Damo's eyes were as cold as ice, and he did not waver in the slightest because of his plea for mercy.

At this moment, Bodhidharma was like a killing god from hell, who only wanted to completely wipe out the enemy in front of him.

Bibi Dong's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. She clenched her hands unconsciously, and her eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness: "This is bad!"

"What should we do?" Hu Liena shouted in panic.

Ju Douluo's eyes widened, veins popping out on his forehead, "Are we just going to watch Lion Douluo being killed like this?"

The others were also in a panic. They whispered to each other but could not think of any effective way to save this critical situation.

Apart from Bibi Dong, few people dare to face the powerful Extreme Douluo!
The Lion Douluo was terrified and launched a final desperate killing move:
"Ninth Soul Skill, Soul-Killing Sky-Shattering Roar!"

I heard him suddenly open his mouth and roar, and the sound was like rolling thunder, exploding in all directions.

The powerful sound waves carried endless fluctuations of soul power, as if they could shatter the heaven and earth.

The surrounding air was stirred by the sound waves like boiling water, creating ripples.

The sand and rocks on the ground were blown all over the sky, forming small tornadoes.

This roar contained the final madness and determination of the Lion Douluo, trying to use it to reverse the defeat and repel Damo.

The corners of Damo's mouth rose slightly, outlining a cold arc, as if he was mocking the Lion Douluo's arrogance.

"Fighting me, you don't even have a one in ten thousand chance of winning!"

Damo said coldly, without any emotion in his voice.

In his eyes, the Lion Douluo at this moment was like a trapped beast, making a final futile resistance.

That cold gaze, like a biting cold wind, made the Lion Douluo feel deep despair and fear.

"Eighth soul skill, killing fist!"

"This is the final blow!"

Damo burst out with powerful momentum again!
The muscles in his arm suddenly bulged, and his strength was concentrated to the extreme in an instant.

The terrifying fist wind whistled out and rushed towards the Lion Douluo like a substance.

Wherever the fist wind passed, the space was distorted.

It seemed as if this punch could tear the void and destroy everything.

The sound waves created by the ninth soul skill that Lion Douluo had just released were like fragile thin paper in front of this terrifying fist wind and were easily torn and shattered.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, despair finally appeared in the eyes of Lion Douluo.

Damo hit the Lion Douluo's soul skill with one punch. The powerful force instantly shattered the energy wave formed by his soul skill, turning it into points of light that dissipated in the air.

Then, his fist, filled with endless rage, continued to move forward, like a cannonball fired from a gun, smashing the Lion Douluo's head fiercely.

boom!
Blood splattered everywhere and brains flew out.

The Lion Douluo died on the spot before he even had time to let out a final scream.

His headless body fell straight down, raising a cloud of dust.

The originally noisy battlefield fell into deathly silence at this moment, and everyone was stunned by the bloody and cruel scene.

(End of this chapter)