Douluo: Disaster Poison Body, revenge Qian Renxue at the beginning

Chapter 48 The Demon-Conquering Douluo is defeated!

If they dare to come, then Xue Qinghe will dare to prevent them from leaving.

Otherwise, people in the world will still think that his country is easy to bully.

"That's all, if your sacrifice is compromised here today, then your Wuhun Palace will be completely heartbroken."

"Go!" Before the Demon-Conquering Douluo could get ready, Xue Qinghe's body was covered with a strong layer of poison. The moment the poison of disaster appeared, two beams of poison suddenly shot out.

Demon-Conquering Douluo has already raised his vigilance to the extreme. He had heard about Xue Qinghe's abilities.

It's poison, and it's extremely poisonous. Even the so-called Duo Douluo Dugu Bo is not his one-in-one enemy, so if you fight, you must keep a distance and never get close to his poison.

Once the poison gas enters the body, it will make one's mind unclear and lose completely.

As a worshipper in the enshrinement hall, Demon-Conquering Douluo was naturally not allowed to be like ordinary elders. He himself had extremely high fighting skills, and he had already begun to test Xue Qinghe's attack methods in an instant.

The two beams of magic light were scattered by the long stick wrapped around the blue mad dragon. Then with momentum, the dragon roared up, and the coiling dragon stick hit the opponent head-on.

The tyrannical power caused the brick surface to become violent, carrying the strong wind stirred by the soul power, intending to kill Xue Qinghe quickly with a powerful attack.

If Xue Qinghe could be killed so easily, he wouldn't be regarded as a thorn in Bibi Dong's side.

In an instant, the Panlong stick struck down, and what was hit was only a smoke screen shaped like a snowy clear river.

Then Sweep was chasing after him, and Xue Qinghe divided his palm into two forces. The condensed soul power in his palm was like a shield, attacking and colliding with the coiling dragon stick.

Bang!
At the moment of collision, all the power of the dragon coiling stick dissipated, and the mad dragon at the front was suddenly filled with some dark poison. No matter how hard the mad dragon struggled, it was of no avail.

The poisonous mist was like maggots attached to the bones, and once it was touched, it began to cling to it.

This is!

Demon-Conquering Douluo was shocked, his martial soul was actually eroded!
How terrible a toxin is this?

The Demon-Conquering Douluo suddenly withdrew the Coiling Dragon Stick, and opened his figure to stare at Xue Qinghe in front of him. At the moment of contact, his own power did not seem to have much effect on him, but the Coiling Dragon The stick was also eroded by the poison.

In other words, in terms of ratings alone, the quality of this toxin was far superior to that of the Coiling Dragon Stick. For a moment, Demon-Conquering Douluo was beating his heart.

You must know that the Panlong Stick can be regarded as a top-notch weapon and martial soul.

The more weird this kid became, the more vigilant the Demon-Conquering Douluo became. His eyes were locked on Xue Qinghe's body, trying to imprint his every move in his mind.

"Why, are you remembering my fighting style?" It's a pity that Xue Qinghe completely stopped competing with Demon-Conquering Douluo after testing him.

"Then look at how much you can still block!"

The large clouds behind Xueqing River gathered into a thousand whirlpools, and the poison erupted turned into spears and flew towards the demon.

Wherever the spear passed by, the contact areas turned into deep black holes.

If it is touched by ordinary flesh, it will turn into white bones without taking three breaths.

"Damn guy, if you can, confront me head-on!" Demon-Conquering Douluo was quite angry, and this feeling of flying a kite made him extremely uncomfortable.

He wanted to enter the body of Qingxue He, but Xue Qinghe didn't give him a chance. If he left, Xue Qinghe would not let go, always using long-range methods to tease him, as if he was pleasing a toy. .

Demon-Conquering Douluo has been in the soul master world for so many years, but he has never been humiliated like this. He couldn't help but activate the seventh soul ring with all his strength. The martial soul's true body landed brazenly. The hundred-meter long stick moved the heaven and earth. The posture of a mad dragon stirred up the wind and clouds. His soul power communicated with the sky and brought angry thunder. He held the coiling dragon stick in both arms and suddenly faced it. Snow falls on the clear river.

The ground exploded everywhere, and the entire dome of Tiandou Palace was completely pierced.

"Boy, you need to practice more."

Demon-Conquering Douluo felt that his martial soul was being eroded, and he increasingly wanted to quickly decide the outcome.

Looking at the ruins and dust in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to take away Qian Renxue, who was unable to resist.

With such an attack, even if it didn't kill Xue Qinghe, it should still be able to cause considerable damage to him.

In this battle, Xue Qinghe was still too young after all.
"Pfft-"

As soon as he turned around, a poisonous sword suddenly emerged from Demon-Conquering Douluo's chest.

I don't know when, Xue Qinghe stood there unscathed in the smoke screen, and with the help of the smoke raised by Jiangmo Ohduluo, he quietly hid himself and launched a fatal attack.

The moment the poisonous sword passed through his chest, even though Demon-Conquering Douluo immediately distanced himself and pulled out the poisonous sword, he still couldn't stop the poisonous bone that began to penetrate into the bone marrow.

He could only use his soul power to keep suppressing it, but if he wanted to continue fighting, he might not be able to do it.

Demon-Conquering Douluo's brows were full of unwillingness. If His Highness Qian Renxue had cooperated, he would have been taken out by her early this evening. Where could there be such a moth?

Now that everything was over, Demon-Conquering Douluo immediately stopped staying, turned around and left towards Tiandouwai.

Because he knew that if he stayed here any longer, he would probably be killed directly by Xue Qinghe.

Seeing the Demon-Conquering Douluo fleeing hastily, Xue Qinghe stretched out his hand again, and shot the neurotoxin towards the running figure as if as a precaution.

This neurotoxin is for insurance. Demon-Conquering Douluo's injury just now should be serious. If he can stop the opponent from becoming a puppet this time, then he will make a profit.

Even if he misses, it doesn't matter. It's just a warning to Wuhundian so that they can learn a lesson.

Turning around, Xue Qinghe looked at Qian Renxue who was breathing heavily and frowned: "Why don't you leave with them today?"

"Is it possible that you haven't gotten what you want from me yet, so you're deliberately trying to make someone suffer. Right?"

"No, Qinghe, I..." Qian Renxue wanted to explain something else, but Xue Qinghe no longer gave him this chance.

Immediately, Qian Renxue was held across his arms with strong arms and walked into the bed in the palace. The palace outside could only wait for some time to be repaired.

After being ravaged for a while, Xue Qinghe showed no mercy at all. Instead, he became more and more rough. You can even see some blue bruises made by Xue Qinghe on Qian Renxue's wrists and ankles.

He wantonly placed Qian Renxue in various postures until he fell asleep from exhaustion.

Qian Renxue turned sideways and looked at the sleeping Xue Qinghe, feeling extremely complicated in her heart.

Even if he still doesn't listen, what should I do?
After all, it is only because of oneself that one cannot help others.

Thinking that the road was still long, Qian Renxue couldn't help but wipe away her tears and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)