Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck

"However, I have always been pursuing the ultimate in swordsmanship, and I also want to take this opportunity to test just how strong I really am."

"Although this Ghost Shadow Douluo is strong and ruthless, making him a fearsome figure, I am not necessarily without the ability to fight him!"

Having said that, the Sword-Falling Soul Douluo tightly closed his lips.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently like a bellows.

His nostrils twitched slightly.

Then, his gaze instantly sharpened and focused, like a falcon spotting its prey, so intense that it was impossible to look directly at him.

His brows were furrowed, like two sharp swords about to be drawn.

His soul power surged and flashed with light.

Sword energy swirled around his body, transforming into dazzling sword shadows.

He stomped his foot hard, the ground groaning under the force, cracking and splintering away. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 790 Three Title Douluos

Immediately afterwards,

The Falling Sword Soul Douluo shot out like an arrow, so fast that he left only a blurry afterimage in everyone's eyes.

The instant he charged into the darkness, the sword's light shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the sky, as if to tear the darkness apart.

moment,

He then disappeared into that bottomless realm of darkness, leaving behind only a resolute and awe-inspiring silhouette.

It was as if he was telling everyone that he would never back down.

Even if what lies ahead is endless darkness and unknown dangers.

Just at this time,

Without warning, two more incredibly terrifying auras descended from the void like a raging hurricane with a devastating force.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, like two heavy mountains, making one's soul tremble.

The expressions of Ice Bear Douluo and Time Douluo changed instantly, as if they had been invaded by frost, becoming extremely gloomy.

Their eyes narrowed slightly, revealing deep worry, and they spoke with a heavy heart:

"Two more Title Douluos have arrived!"

Tang Ya's mouth gaped open, her eyes widened, and she seemed frozen in place, muttering in disbelief:

"How could this be... two more Title Douluos have arrived?"

Jiang Nannan's delicate body trembled, the color draining from her face instantly. She unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, her voice trembling:

"What...what should I do?"

Yu'er's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground. Her eyes were filled with terror, and she stammered:

"Oh my god, are we... are we in dire straits?"

Ma Xiaotao's brows furrowed tightly, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. She gritted her teeth and said:

"No matter what, we can't just sit here and wait to die!"

"Don't worry, with me here, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

Tang Lan's gaze was as firm as a rock, like two blazing torches.

Shining with fearless light, it exudes a reassuring power.

Tang Lan turned her gaze to the void, her eyes as cold as ice, as if they could freeze the void itself.

at this time,

A fierce wind howled, rustling the leaves around him. His lips were pressed tightly together, and he spoke coldly:

"What kind of petty scoundrels are you? Show yourselves and wait to die!"

At this moment, Tang Lan,

His eyebrows were raised high, like two sharp swords, and his face was full of coldness and majesty, like an inviolable war god.

His face was taut, with strong, defined features.

Every muscle seemed to contain boundless power.

His piercing gaze revealed undisguised killing intent and absolute confidence.

He exuded a chilling aura, as if he alone could withstand a thousand troops.

Behind him, dark clouds rolled in, quickly obscuring the originally clear sky and making the whole scene appear even more gloomy and oppressive.

Tang Lan's voice was like thunder, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding air.

It seemed to shake the very heavens and earth. The gale grew even fiercer, sand and stones flew everywhere, blinding people.

"Hahaha, kid, as expected of Shrek's genius, you really have some guts!"

A muffled sound came from the void above, like muffled thunder rolling in the clouds, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

"However, arrogance is a death sentence!"

The voice seemed to come from hell, filled with endless killing intent, sending chills down one's spine.

With that shout, the two figures seemed like two illusory phantoms.

It gradually emerged from the gloomy clouds in an extremely eerie manner.

"However, arrogance is a death sentence!"

The sound seemed to come from hell, like the roar of a demon, filled with endless killing intent, making one's hair stand on end.

The sound was like a sharp icicle.

It pierced straight into the hearts of everyone present, and a chill instantly spread throughout their bodies, making their blood seem to freeze.

With that shout, two figures, like two illusory phantoms, gradually emerged from the gloomy clouds in an extremely eerie manner.

The dark clouds rolled and churned like surging black waves, with two figures appearing and disappearing within them, as if the rulers of darkness were about to descend upon the world.

Their figures were elusive, as elusive as ghosts.

Each flash of light carried a chilling sense of oppression.

The surrounding air seemed to be distorted by their presence; the wind howled.

It was as if heaven and earth were mourning this terrifying existence.

When they fully revealed themselves, their powerful aura swept out like a storm, making it almost impossible for anyone to stand firm.

"It's Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo!"

Star Douluo was surrounded by a dazzling light, as if he were the embodiment of the stars.

His martial spirit is the mysterious and powerful "Starry Sky Eye".

Those spiritual eyes were like the deep universe, with endless stellar power flowing and gathering within them.

Each flash of the spiritual eye was like the birth and destruction of a star, with powerful energy fluctuations causing the surrounding space to tremble and radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.

With a wave of his hand, Star Douluo unleashed a torrent of star power from his fingertips, like a dazzling galaxy, which quickly coalesced into a magnificent band of light.

The light carried a destructive power, distorting space wherever it went, as if it were about to be torn apart by this powerful force.

His immense strength inspires awe, as if he could change the very fabric of the world with a single glance.

Ghost Scythe Douluo, on the other hand, exuded a sinister and terrifying aura, like a demon god emerging from the abyss of hell.

His martial spirit, "Netherworld Ghost Scythe," emitted a faint, ghostly light.

The scythe was enormous and sharp, with countless vengeful spirits wailing in agony on its blade, their mournful cries sending chills down one's spine.

With each step Ghost Scythe Douluo took, the karmic fires of the underworld seemed to appear beneath his feet, burning everything around him.

He gently swung the ghost scythe.

The aura of darkness spread like a tide, instantly decaying and withering everything it touched, as if it could mercilessly devour all life.

His cold, ruthless gaze was like the stare of a judge from the underworld.

It makes one feel as if they are under the judgment of the underworld, powerless to resist, as if their soul is about to be taken away.

The appearance of these two Douluo instantly made the atmosphere on the entire battlefield extremely oppressive, as if the end of the world was about to come.

The wind howled, but it couldn't dispel the terrifying aura they brought. The dark clouds pressed down heavily, as if they too feared their power.

"Both Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo have reached level 95, making them Super Douluo."

Douluo's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke.

His eyes were filled with apprehension, and his voice unconsciously lowered.

"Furthermore, rumors suggest they possess a Martial Soul Fusion Technique, giving them the ability to fight even a level 97 Title Douluo!" (End of Chapter)

Chapter 791 You Will Die Today

Time Douluo continued speaking, his expression extremely serious, his brows furrowed tightly together, forming a deep "川" (river) character.

His eyes revealed deep worry, as if he had already foreseen the terrible battle that was about to begin.

Douluo took a deep breath and then said:

"This Martial Soul Fusion Skill is extremely powerful. It is said that once it is used, it can draw upon the power of heaven and earth, plunging everything around it into chaos."

“There was once a level 97 titled Douluo who suffered a great loss in a battle against them.”

His voice trembled slightly, clearly showing his deep awe of the two Douluo's strength.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's pretty face instantly drained of color, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with terror:

"What should we do? Aren't we completely outmatched?"

Jiang Nannan's body swayed involuntarily, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her voice trembling with a hint of a sob: