Douluo: Titled in the mother's womb, shocked Bibi Dong

Chapter 162: The Fourth Sword of Zhi Ge!
At Yu Xiaogang's place, the successive attacks by the demon-subduing worshipers caused some cracks in the shield, but there was still no way to break through.

Qian Feng entered the battlefield with his sword in hand, and a golden thunder sword light struck towards the shield.

"Huh? Haha, Qianfeng, Qingluan and Guangling forced you to use that magical skill, what else can you do to deal with me next?" Yu Xiaogang chuckled, above the ruins, he was inside the shield The soul power was stabilized in Extreme Douluo, and at the same time, the soul rings under his feet also floated up one after another.

Starting from the fifth soul ring, the six, seven, eight and nine are all red blood soul rings.

"A few of the worshipers have left some remaining strength, let me give it a try." Qian Feng raised his eyebrows. The previous sword felt useful. His own golden thunder had a restraining effect on the power of the Blood Plague Ancestor.

He jumped into the air, the shadow of the sword in his hand fluttering, and countless sword lights shot toward the shield.

The eight evil dragons running on the shield were also trying their best to resist.

"Hmph." Yu Xiaogang snorted softly and sighed in a high-pitched voice: "No wonder Fu Zu is eager to kill you. Your golden thunder is really annoying."

Cracks have begun to appear on the shield, even after using so many methods.

He still failed to become a demigod, but fortunately, his soul power was stable at level 99, which is enough!
Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed red, and then the shield shattered, and red lights surged around.

His hands turned into ghost claws gathered by blood clouds, and attacked Jiang Mo and others:

"The ninth soul skill: Blood cloud swallows soul!"

The Jiangmo people reacted quickly and immediately blocked the attack with backhands.

Qian Feng frowned. He also did not expect that Yu Xiaogang would suddenly unlock the shield, launch a sneak attack on Jiang Mo and others, and immediately rush down to attack the opponent.

"Tsk, tsk~ Qianfeng, you're still a step too late!" Yu Xiaogang chuckled, and after a few rounds, he knocked the Demon Conquerors to the ground, and blood clouds gathered on their bodies.

"Young Master, this blood cloud is devouring our soul power?!" Jiang Mo's eyes widened, what a weird method!

"From the very beginning, you were plotting against Jiang Mo and the others, not me?" Qian Feng stood down and stood beside Jiang Mo, frowning and looking at Yu Xiaogang.

"Hmm~ As long as I cultivate this ninth soul skill, I can continuously absorb soul power for my use~" Yu Xiaogang chuckled~ The ninth soul ring floated on his body. The soul power is drifting towards the soul ring.

Yu Xiaogang's complexion became more rosy, and his aura also increased.

"Huh~ This ninth soul skill is actually a short-range attack. If you want to successfully attach it, you need some means." Yu Xiaogang chuckled: "With so many steps, the effect is still very good~"

Qian Feng sighed slightly, sometimes he had to lament the thoughts of Tang Hao and the others.

Unpredictable.

However, there is a way to deal with everything. Qianfeng patted Jiang Mo on the shoulder, looked at the several worshipers and said: "Everyone, leave it to me. You will leak all your soul power, this Yu Xiao Just naturally there is no way to absorb it.”

Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and smiled.

Jiangmo and others stared at their young master and said, "Young master, then you can fight this monster alone. Is it really okay?"

Qian Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, looked at Yu Xiaogang and said: "It was originally a conspiracy. I have to take this step if I don't want to."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, clapped his hands and praised: "Oh, it's interesting to deal with smart people ~ there are many things that don't need to be explained clearly. Qianfeng, it would be great if you were from our camp, otherwise you would cut off your roots and follow Damn it~"

After the words fell, Jiang Mo and the others also figured it out. They gritted their teeth and sighed, and their soul power began to leak out.

Everyone came to the back weakly and watched the changes in the field.

Qian Feng put his hands behind his back, looked at Yu Xiaogang on the ruins of the main hall, and smiled playfully: "Speaking of cutting off the roots."

As the words rang out, he was put on a black robe and an angel mask.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious expression, "It's you!!! How can there be any teacher? Qianfeng, it's you from the beginning to the end?!" "Haha." Qianfeng waved his right hand, The black robe dissipates.

He opened his mouth and said mockingly: "I have to sigh, the feet of your master and apprentice are different. The resistance of flesh and blood is too small~ It's not because you two are not good at it, right? Hahaha."

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he was shaking all over. The eight evil dragons behind him roared and flapped their wings, and then nine soul rings floated up.

He flew into the evil dragon's body.

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

"Qianfeng, I will capture you alive and remove your limbs, and let you watch everyone in Wuhun Hall die tragically one by one!" The eight dragon heads spoke together, with a shocking momentum.

"Yu Xiaogang, I still say the same thing. Luo Sanpao is not a waste, you are a waste. No matter what power the waste gets, it will be useless." Qian Feng sarcastically said, but did not relax in his hands. The Zhi Ge Sword was in his right hand, and the Spear of Glory Thunder was in his right hand. Holding it in his left hand, the god puts on his armor.

He rushed towards the eight evil dragons in the sky!
"Really?" Yu Xiaogang's eight dragon heads looked at Qian Feng, spitting out streaks of blood-colored flames from his mouth. Jiang Mo and the others knelt on one knee, looking at this scene powerlessly, and their hearts were shocked.

"This beast soul avatar is such a terrible pressure." The lion sighed.

"Believe me, young master." Jiang Mo said with firm eyes, looking at Qian Feng who was constantly dodging and fighting back among the eight poems.

"Haha... Conquer the devil, join me." Qingluan collapsed on the ground and wanted to persuade him a few words.Then Jiang Mo stood up and walked towards the other party step by step.

"Yes! Join us!" Qingluan's eyes were filled with joy, but then his eyes widened.

I saw the other party raised his right foot and kicked Qingluan directly in the face: "It's a shame to have a weak-tempered worshiper like you in the Douluo Palace!"

"Hoo" Qian Feng breathed heavily. Although Jin Lei left many scars on Ba Zu, he could recover after a while.

"What? Not enough soul power?" Yu Xiaogang chuckled: "Why don't you use your magical skills to kill me?! But I have eight dragon heads, what about you?"

Qian Feng gritted his teeth. His soul power was now empty, and he was unable to give orders to Lord Lei.

A feeling of powerlessness arose, and Yu Xiaogang seemed to see the other party's state. The eight dragon heads' eyes flashed red, and the entire huge body gathered together with flames.

"The eighth soul skill·Huntian Blood Flame!"

The flame beam rising from the dragon's body surrounded Qian Feng in the sky, and dark red flames rose into the sky, burning Qian Feng.

"Ah!!" Qian Feng gritted his teeth. The God General's armor began to show traces of corrosion. Blood oozed from his mouth. There was a sea of ​​​​fire in his eyes, and he could not see clearly what was going on in front of him.

If the god's armor dissipates, the monstrous flames will completely melt Qian Feng.

"Hahaha~ Young Master of Wuhun Palace, if you were burned to ashes by me. What would Bibi Dong's expression be like when holding your ashes?" Yu Xiaogang mocked eight times, his tone full of joking. ·

Qian Feng gritted his teeth: "I can't die here."

The greater the crisis, the clearer the spiritual platform becomes.

Imperial Lord Lei cannot use it, and the Qinglong Zun body cannot break through the monstrous flames.

Qian Feng clenched his Zhi Ge sword, he still had the skills to deal with it.

He silently recalled Lei Jun's legendary six moves of Zhi Ge in his heart. In this monstrous flame, every move of the Zhi Ge sword in his hand was extremely laborious.

But the more this happened, the more Qian Feng became dissatisfied!

The ninja was in severe pain all over his body. He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. The golden thunder shone and he could see clearly where the dragon's head was!
"The fourth sword of Zhi Ge!"

(End of this chapter)