Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 140: Zhao Yun's Divine Might - One Spear Instantly Kills Eight Title Douluos
The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, like a black torrent breaking free of its cage, surged in through the breach, carrying overwhelming malevolent energy!
They engaged in the most brutal close-quarters combat with the Spirit Hall Soul Masters who had hastily assembled in the city!

Every soldier of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is a battle-hardened elite who is fearless and fearless, and at this moment, their killing intent is boiling!
Without the protection of the fortress and without the effective support of the aerial soul master troops, the soul masters of the Spirit Hall were as fragile as paper in front of these fierce and well-coordinated Snow Dragon Cavalry!
In an instant, screams, the clash of weapons, and the explosions of soul skills resounded through the sky. Limbs and severed arms flew everywhere, and blood stained the white city walls!

The casualties suffered by the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters were shocking!
On the city wall, Bibi Dong witnessed this horrific scene, which resembled a massacre. Her elegant and beautiful face was now devoid of color, only a cold, iron-blue hue remained!

She gritted her teeth, her red lips almost bleeding, her chest heaving violently, and a furious shout burst from her throat: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

His voice was filled with boundless anger and disappointment, and even a hint of barely perceptible fear!

Xue Lingxiao's golden dragon-patterned chariot, escorted by his personal guards, slowly drove into the city.

His expression was as cold as ancient ice, and wherever his gaze fell, the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters were terrified.

A final glimmer of madness and hope flashed in Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes. She turned abruptly and gave a stern order:
"Where is the Hall of Offerings?!"

As her words fell, the heavy door of the Hall of Worship, the highest fighting force of the Spirit Hall, in the deepest part of the Papal Palace, slowly opened!
A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of ordinary Title Douluos, emanated from it, like an ancient behemoth awakening!

The leader was none other than Qian Daoliu, whose hair and beard were all white, who wore a long golden robe, and whose expression was solemn!

Behind him followed a full fifteen terrifying beings, each with a different aura, but all of them were at the Title Douluo level!
That terrifying pressure, which sent chills down one's spine, was like a colossal mountain bearing down on one's head, sweeping across the entire city!

Bibi Dong, disregarding everything else, pointed at the Snow Dragon Cavalry below, who were moving as if they were nothing, and shouted sternly, "Ghost Leopard Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, listen to my command!"

"I hereby order you two to immediately lead the six elders and sacrifice yourselves to crush that Great Snow Dragon Cavalry Army at all costs!"

"Yes!" In the queue, the most ferocious-looking Ghost Leopard Douluo and Demon Bear Douluo stepped forward and answered the command with fierce expressions.

Immediately, eight figures soared into the sky, transforming into eight streams of light, carrying a world-destroying momentum, and joined forces to attack the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry!

They were determined to crush this army that dared to challenge the authority of the Spirit Hall into dust with overwhelming force!
"Ha, a bunch of chickens and dogs, how dare you be so insolent before this general?!"

Seeing this, Zhao Zilong sneered disdainfully, suddenly pulled on the reins, and let out a deafening neigh!

The Sky-Piercing Spear in his hand pointed towards the sky, its tip gleaming coldly, as if a dragon's roar could be heard!

The next moment, a pressure a thousand times more terrifying than the combined power of the eight titled Douluos erupted from Zhao Zilong's body, like a sleeping ancient beast suddenly awakening!
Level 99, the might of an unparalleled Douluo, shaking heaven and earth!

The smiles on the faces of the eight Title Douluos, including Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear, who were swooping down with a sinister grin, instantly froze!

They felt an irresistible shadow of death looming over them, causing their soul power to stagnate, as if they were being submerged by billions of tons of seawater, making even breathing incredibly difficult!
"Nine...ninety-nine levels—Peerless Douluo?!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo screamed in despair, his voice distorted, filled with endless horror and despair!
Demon Bear Douluo was terrified and had no will to fight left. He turned around and tried to flee at all costs!

The other six titled Douluo were also terrified and scattered like birds and beasts!
"Trying to leave now? Too late! Did you even ask for my gun?!"

Zhao Zilong's tiger eyes shone brightly, and his Sky-Piercing Spear suddenly trembled. In an instant, thousands of spear shadows, solid as tangible objects, appeared out of thin air, like a death forest, covering the eight Title Douluos who were scattering and fleeing!

Every gunshot contains a terrifying sharpness that can pierce through and tear everything apart!
"Ah—no—!"

The shrill, desperate screams rose and fell, only to abruptly cease! Under the impenetrable shadow of spears, the protective soul power, the hastily unleashed defensive soul skills, and even the desperately activated martial soul bodies that the eight titled Douluo were so proud of were all easily pierced, torn apart, and shattered like paper!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft—!"

The sounds of flesh being pierced were incessant, and blood and bone fragments flew everywhere!
In the blink of an eye, all eight Title Douluos, who were powerful enough to dominate the Douluo Continent, perished!

Their bodies fell helplessly from mid-air like kites with broken strings, crashing onto the cold ground and kicking up clouds of dust!
The entire venue was deathly silent!
Whether it was the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall or the soldiers of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, they all seemed to be frozen in place, standing there motionless!

one move!
With just one move, he instantly killed eight Title Douluos?!

What kind of terrifying strength is this? !
Is that human being? !

On the city wall, Bibi Dong witnessed this scene that was both miraculous and nightmarish. Her already pale face turned deathly white, without a trace of color.
Her delicate body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes widened, and her pupils were filled with unbelievable terror and despair!

"No...this is impossible...absolutely impossible..." she murmured absentmindedly, as if trying to banish this cruel reality from her mind.

Before she could finish speaking, with a "plop," a mouthful of scalding blood gushed from her mouth, staining her chest red!
Her body went limp, and she almost collapsed.

Qian Daoliu's face was equally grim. This old man, who had lived for countless years, now had a look of disbelief and... deep helplessness in his eyes.

"Retreat...quickly...quickly retreat..." Bibi Dong's voice was weak and bitter, filled with despair and resentment, each word seemingly exhausting all her strength.

"Wuhun City... it... it can't be defended anymore..."

Her pride and her ambition were shattered at this moment by Zhao Zilong's earth-shattering spear!

The remaining forces of the Spirit Hall, led by a few Soul Douluos who had miraculously survived, retreated in a panic towards the direction of the Papal Palace like stray dogs, unable to mount any effective resistance.

Xue Lingxiao's golden dragon-patterned chariot, escorted by Zhao Zilong and the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, moved slowly into the central square of the Spirit Hall, which symbolized supreme power, as if it were empty.

He looked down at Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and the others who were in a sorry state on the city wall with a cold gaze, and a cold and cruel smile slowly appeared on his lips.

That majestic yet indifferent voice, amplified by the surge of soul power, resounded throughout the entire Spirit City:
"Bibi Dong."

"I'm giving you one last chance."

"My patience has its limits."

"Hand over the culprit Tang San to me immediately!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind personally wiping your Spirit Hall, which has been passed down for ten thousand years, from the Douluo Continent today!"

"The Holy Spirit Empire will spare no effort to destroy the Spirit Hall!"

"I will do what I say!"

(End of this chapter)