Douluo Continent I am Yu Xiaogang.

Chapter 172 Red! red! red! See the hundred thousand year soul ring again!
Finally, when Yang Wudi was about to fight to the death, Yu Xiaogang arrived on the battlefield. He directly used his mental power to release Wuhun's momentum, suppressed the entire audience, and then gave His Highness Wuhun an ultimatum.

Then, because Yu Xiaogang flew quickly, air explosions swept across the ground, which made everyone unsteady. Those low-level soul masters who were still struggling to hold on fell to the ground.

The leading deacon of Wuhun Palace gritted his teeth and tried to kneel down, because the pressure from Yu Xiaogang's god-level martial spirit was too terrifying. From the corner of his eye, he saw that many of the secret guards of Wuhun Palace could not withstand Yu Xiaogang's pressure. They fell to their knees under the pressure of the momentum. He tried his best to look up at the person coming under the huge pressure of his soul and shouted angrily:
"If you don't want to die when Wuhun Hall is doing something, get away! Otherwise, Wuhun Hall won't let you go! Yu Xiaogang, don't think that you have the title of master of theory and you can do whatever you want, if Bibi Dong, that traitor of Wuhun Hall, wasn't backing you up You are dead a long time ago! You, a pretty boy, still dare to talk about the reputation of the Pope of Wuhun Palace! You really don’t know whether to live or die! You must report it to the Pope when you go back!"

Yu Xiaogang felt that the head deacon of the Wuhun Palace below was very interesting. I really don't know where he got the self-confidence and confidence to intimidate him. The Pope of the Wuhun Palace, Qian Xunji, and the two guardians, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo, were all suppressed and beaten by him. Although I borrowed Yunlan's soul power last time, wasn't it one of my own methods?
Yu Xiaogang rarely takes action now. It seems that Qian Xunji kept the details of that battle secret, otherwise the Wuhun Hall deacon below would not be so confident.

"Oh? It seems that Qian Xunji didn't tell you the truth? I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a pretty boy or a master of theory. I should let the people of Douluo Continent know that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not someone to be trifled with! Let me say it one last time! Either go back and tell Qian Xunji, or leave them all as fertilizer to nourish the earth!"

After Yu Xiaogang said this, under the disbelief of everyone, he walked down step by step in the air. Although there were no steps in the air, Yu Xiaogang still acted like he was stepping on the steps.

I saw Yu Xiaogang's feet landing on the invisible steps, the air was rippled with energy water ripples, and there was a sound of space vibration. Yu Xiaogang's steps were very light, but they seemed to be stepping on the heartbeats of everyone in Wuhun Hall, making them panic and uneasy.

This frightened the deacon of Wuhun Palace who had just spoken disrespectfully. Yu Xiaogang's current appearance was not what Wuhun Palace had conveyed! Not at all a master of theory and a pretty boy holding Bibi Dong's thigh! Yu Xiaogang's terrifying aura and suppression by his martial soul bloodline cannot be faked. If he can go back alive this time, he must tear open the mouths of the people who collected information! Look, this is called a pretty-faced soul master with ordinary theory?

Yu Xiaogang began to display his peerless soul ring, and also summoned Luo Sanpao, the evolved god-level martial soul, the golden bright holy dragon. When the first dark soul ring slowly appeared under his feet, everyone present was shocked. It stipulates three views.

black! black! black! red! red! red! red!
When Yu Xiaogang showed the terrifying soul ring, both the Wuhun Palace and the Po and Min clans felt like they were dreaming. It was all an illusion, right! It’s all an illusion created by Yu Xiaogang!

However, when the god-level martial spirit Golden Bright Holy Dragon appeared behind Yu Xiaogang, the huge dragon body and Luo Sanpao's golden dragon eyes that despised all living beings, everyone present couldn't help but face Yu Xiaogang after the martial spirit appeared. Xiaogang knelt on the ground. After all, the throbbing and blood pressure coming from Wuhun could not be faked. They could not control their bodies.

At this time, the leading deacon of Wuhun Palace was going crazy. The faith he had accumulated over the years suddenly collapsed. Then he saw his eyes were red and he was shouting crazily and loudly:

"This... all of this is an illusion! It's all fake! How can any soul master have such a soul ring configuration! It's all an illusion created by Yu Xiaogang, you little pretty-faced soul master! Hahaha! It's all an illusion! Ahhh! Go to hell!!!"

The leader of the Wuhun Hall said this crazily, and activated his Wuhun and rushed towards Yu Xiaogang, intending to use all his strength to break the illusion in front of him. He did not believe that there would be a soul master with such a terrifying configuration of Wuhun and soul ring!
Yu Xiaogang looked expressionlessly at the unknown Soul Douluo strongman from Wuhun Palace who was attacking him with all his strength. He was just a looker with soul power and mental power under his gaze. That was because his three views were broken and his spirit went crazy. Wuhun Palace Soul Fighter Deacon Luo was hit head-on with a casual blow from his mental power.

After all, he was the target of Yu Xiaogang's double oppression with his mental power and Wuhun aura, and then he suffered a huge impact. Wuhun Palace Soul Douluo went completely crazy and lost his mind. Since he wanted to kill Yu Xiaogang, let him do it, which would serve as a warning to the monkeys. ! Let everyone know how powerful Yu Xiaogang is!
Therefore, under the gaze of everyone present, Yu Xiaogang's golden pupils lit up, and the crazy Spirit Hall Soul Douluo hit the ground heavily as if he was attacked by something in mid-air. "boom!"

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the ground shook three times. When the smoke and dust cleared, they saw that the mentally collapsed Spirit Douluo Deacon of the Spirit Hall had taken in less air and was losing more air, and he could not survive.

When the Soul Douluo Deacon of Wuhun Palace was dying, his mind finally returned to normal. He vomited blood and held his broken internal organs. He looked at the huge golden holy dragon Wuhun that covered the sky and the sun, and Yu Xiaogang felt in front of the Wuhun. His vision was blurred and he muttered:

"It's true. There really are soul masters on Douluo Continent who transcend common sense! Lord Pope, you misunderstood me! Mistaken me..."

Then, a majestic Soul Douluo deacon of Wuhun Palace was killed by Yu Xiaogang with a look in front of everyone, and died in anger. This made everyone else in Wuhun Palace tremble, fearing that the next person would be themselves. After all, it was too frustrating to be stared at by someone, so why not let Yu Xiaogang use the soul-destroying skill?
Yu Xiaogang didn't even look at the most aggrieved Soul Douluo deacon of Wuhun Palace who died in the huge pit on the ground. He glanced around the remaining people in Wuhun Palace and said majestically:
"Do you all want to accompany your butler? I can help. Don't worry it won't be painful. Just close your eyes and it will be fine."

"Run quickly! Everyone split up and run away! You must go back and report to the Pope for his decision!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's terrifying strength, those secret guards of Wuhun Palace were so aggrieved that even the Contra deacon who was leading the team this time was so depressed. How could they go against Yu Xiaogang? That would mean he was seeking death! The people of Wuhun Palace all ran away separately under the orders of several captains. This time, it was Wuhun Palace's turn to escape.

Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes slightly and used his mental power to grab a few people with the strongest murderous aura and smell of blood, sealed their soul power and threw them to the feet of Yang Wudi and Bai He, saying:
"I'll leave these people to you. I'll be responsible for everything. The Haotian Sect is afraid of their Wuhun Palace, but I, the Longmen Sect, are not afraid! This time I should chop off the Wuhun Palace's hands when I go back. Noting City is my Yuxiao Gang’s territory!”

Without waiting for Yang Wudi and Bai He to express their gratitude for escaping from death, Yu Xiaogang spoke to the people in the escaping Wuhun Hall with a voice blessed by soul power:

"Notting City and the four single-attribute clans are protected by me, Yu Xiaogang! Do you understand?"

These words made everyone in Wuhun Hall who were desperately trying to escape feel particularly aggrieved. However, Yu Xiaogang's strength was terrifying and they did not dare to face it alone, so they could only run away in a hurry. They wanted to report everything here to Wuhun Hall.

In fact, Yu Xiaogang took the initiative to let go of these Wuhun Palace secret guards. He just asked them to help bring a message to Qian Xunji, the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and by the way, prove to the soul master community of Douluo Continent that Yu Xiaogang is not a gigolo! Don’t rely on Bibi Dong for support!
　happy New Year!
　　
　
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