Douluo Continent: Intercept Tang San, Get a Discount and a Refund

Chapter 51: Slaying Li Yusong with a Blade, Unleashing the 100,000-Year Soul Skill "Snow's Sorrow"

I heard a sound behind me.

Su Mu glanced over.

The dragon-patterned staff, which had been hidden for so long, was discovered by Li Yusong.

They have already taken Zhu Zhuqing hostage.

Li Yusong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's snow-white neck with one hand.

A long stick in his right hand was pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's chin.

White, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black.

Six spirit rings slowly rotated beneath his feet.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was cold and indifferent, it was hard to tell whether she was angry or just struggling to breathe from being choked.

His face was a little red.

Zhu Zhuqing was just a level 30 Soul Master with three rings.

Facing a level 60+ offensive Soul Emperor, there was no chance to fight back.

Although Su Mu paused for a moment because of Li Yusong's voice.

However, the attack of the black knife in his hand did not weaken in the slightest.

He slashed heavily down at Zhao Wuji's chest.

Zhao Wuji was cleaved back several steps, a long gash on his chest that was so deep that the bone was visible.

"Kid!"

"Didn't you hear what I said!"

Li Yusong saw that Su Mu still hadn't stopped.

The dragon-patterned staff that was originally pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's chin exerted a little force.

Zhu Zhuqing was lifted up.

She let out a painful groan.

Hearing the sound behind him, Su Mu temporarily stopped his attack.

Su Mu dared not be careless, as he did not know how long his third soul skill could suppress Flander and Zhao Wuji.

Before the two can release their martial spirits, one of them must be severely injured as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he would be facing two Soul Saints, who were also high-level Soul Masters.

I'm sure I'll be fine, but it will be hard to protect the little stray cat.

Although she thought this way, Zhu Zhuqing was currently being held hostage by Li Yusong, who was wielding the Dragon Pattern Staff.

This is a bit troublesome.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing, who was being held hostage, quietly made a movement with her hand on her waist.

Su Mu's eyes flickered slightly upon seeing this.

"Okay, I won't move."

"Don't be impulsive."

Su Mu turned to the side, looked at Flander and the others, and spoke to Li Yusong.

"Kid, keep being arrogant."

"Now I'll show you how powerful your Immovable King grandfather is."

With a horrifying scar on his chest, Zhao Wuji grinned as he slowly walked towards Su Mu, raising his muscular arm.

At the same time, Li Yusong, who had taken Zhu Zhuqing hostage, also tightened his grip on her.

He looked at Su Mu with cold eyes.

He gave off an air of "If you dare to make a move, I'll kill Zhu Zhuqing."

Zhao Wuji walked to Su Mu's side, looked at Su Mu who was like a lamb, and punched Su Mu in the face.

Just then, a small golden particle popped out from Zhu Zhuqing's hand at her waist.

Su Mu's figure vanished in an instant.

"Ah~"

A painful howl came from Li Yusong's mouth.

Su Mu was already standing beside Zhu Zhuqing.

A few strands of Zhu Zhuqing's hair drifted slowly down from the sky.

At the same time, a right arm holding a dragon-patterned staff flew high into the air.

Su Mu gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing aside.

He raised his foot and stomped on Li Yusong's chest.

Li Yusong, his body streaked with blood, flew backward.

Their fate is unknown.

"Old Li!"

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, after Zhao Wuji realized that his punch had missed.

Then I saw the scene of Li Yusong having his arm cut off.

"You deserve to die, kid!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot, while Flander remained silent.

"You go first!"

Su Mu turned to look at Zhao Wuji, Flanders, and Tangdou Shaoxin.

He said to Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side.

Upon hearing Su Mu's calm tone, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth as if to say something, but remained silent. Her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Su Mu.

"Believe me."

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing hadn't made a move yet, Su Mu urged her on.

"I trust you!"

I won't cause you any trouble.

After Zhu Zhuqing finished speaking, her expression returned to its usual coldness. She turned around and released the Eight Spider Lances behind her, with yellow, yellow, and purple lights appearing beneath her feet.

Three spirit rings appeared.

Possessed by the ghostly cat, it quickly ran away into the distance.

"Shao Xin, go stop that little girl!"

Flander's voice was icy.

He spoke to the Candy Bean Soul Saint, who was wearing a white apron.

Shao Xin nodded, and had only taken two steps when a flash of light appeared.

He was forced to retreat to his original position.

"If you don't want me to leave, then none of you are leaving!"

Su Mu knew that now was no longer the best time to reduce their numbers quickly.

The only option is to have a serious fight.

After saying that, Su Mu's sixth ring, a red 100,000-year soul ring, lit up.

Originally, two of the three heads of the dragon were transformed into twin blades.

The scales on Su Mu's body do not cover his entire body.

As the sixth spirit ring lit up, Su Mu's body was covered with black dragon scales.

Another layer of ice crystal armor appeared.

At the same time, the jet-black twin blades emitted a chilling, dark blue aura.

These are the Ice Emperor's clansmen that Su Mu hunted down in the far north ice plains.

Three-headed dragon effect, Ice Emperor Crystal Armor.

The weapon features a three-pointed, double-edged sword. Its attacks carry ice attributes, and upon hitting an enemy, it slows their movement, increases penetration, and boosts attack power by 200%.

Flanders and the other two looked at Su Mu, who was radiating a chilling aura.

They were all horrified.

The effect of this soul skill is a true 100,000-year soul ring.

It wasn't, as previously speculated, a ploy to deceive people.

Su Mu stared intently at Zhao Wuji, knowing full well that it was better to cut off one finger than to injure all ten.

Since Zhao Wuji is already injured, let's cripple him first.

"Sixth Soul Skill! 'Snow's Sorrow'"

Su Mu leaped high into the air, and behind him, the single head of the black three-headed dragon opened its massive mouth.

A blue blizzard, mixed with sharp ice crystals, covered Zhao Wuji and his two companions.

The vast expanse of white obscured the three people's vision.

In the wind and snow, sharp ice crystals continuously drew bloody marks on the three of them.

This is the second soul skill brought about by the 100,000-year soul ring of the Ice Emperor Clan under the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.

The advantage of this soul skill is that enemies inside the snowstorm cannot see outside.

However, people outside can clearly see what's going on inside.

Su Mu looked at Zhao Wuji in the wind and snow.

His gaze sharpened.

Su Mu's figure disappeared, and where Su Mu had been standing, an ice blade appeared.

"Let's see how many of my cuts you can withstand!"

Zhao Wuji had no time to react to Su Mu's appearance.

By the time they tried to stop it, it was too late.

You can only turn your body to the side.

He used his back to withstand Su Mu's sneak attack.

"Sizzle~"

A deep knife wound also appeared on Zhao Wuji's back.

Blue, chilling energy continuously seeped into Zhao Wuji's body from the knife wound.

At the same time, the tearing effect of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Paw Bone is also activated.

It cannot heal in a short time.

"what!"

Zhao Wuji roared to the sky, the sensation at the wound was something even the "Immovable King" couldn't withstand.

The Ice Emperor Crystal Armor made Su Mu appear like a ghost in the Sorrow of Snow.

In addition, there's the "Shadow Shift" of the "Left Leg Bone of the 100,000-Year-Old Netherworld Two-Headed Leopard".

It is even more unpredictable.

In an instant, four more knife marks appeared on Zhao Wuji's body.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji could clearly feel that each of these strikes was heavier than the last.

Especially the fourth cut, if it weren't caught on the back.

If it were chopped into the arm, the arm would probably be gone.

Just as Su Mu was about to deliver his fifth strike.

Zhao Wuji's face lit up with joy.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Seven spirit rings emerged from beneath his feet.

A phantom bear appeared behind him, howling to the sky.

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(End of this chapter)