Douluo: Barak Rising

Chapter 160 The Great War Begins
If Lao Huang can hold back Qian Daoliu, Long Aotian and the others will fight more easily, and maybe they can free up their hands to support other places as soon as possible.

But if you are afraid that Lao Huang will not be able to delay it, or that you will need to pay a huge price to delay it, then it is not very cost-effective.

Old Huang said solemnly: "Young Master, don't worry, even if you lose, it's fine if you want to entangle him and be unable to support others."

Seeing that he was so confident, Jiang Yun could only choose to trust him, so he nodded in agreement.

The moment Jiang Yun nodded, Lao Huang flew up, and at the same time as he soared into the air, a seemingly ordinary sword box emerged from behind him.

Compared with the special effects of Wuhun, Lao Huang's force has obviously been lowered by more than one level, but in terms of soul ring configuration, Lao Huang is not worse than Qian Daoliu at all.

"You, the Nine Emperors of Sword?"

Looking at Lao Huang hundreds of meters away, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but frown, because the gap between this person and his expectations was indeed a bit big.

Of course, Qian Daoliu doesn't judge people by their appearance.

But judging from the aura emanating from Lao Huang's body, this person may not be bad, but he is far from being able to seriously injure Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"You're talking too much nonsense."

Lao Huang's tone was very flat, without the slightest sense of nervousness when facing a strong enemy, but with a kind of calmness that did not change when a mountain collapsed in front of him.

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu smiled slightly, but that smile was somewhat evil.

Immediately afterwards, without any warning, Qian Daoliu's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Lao Huang.

This scene startled Jiang Yun below.

This speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the opponent's figure clearly. If it was him who faced Qian Daoliu directly, he might not even have the slightest room to resist.

Raise your hand and punch.

That seemingly ordinary blow, but Jiang Yun felt a terrifying threat from the front of the fist, which was just the feeling of a bystander.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Facing Qian Daoliu's punch, Lao Huang didn't back down in the slightest, but stuck out the same punch.

"boom!"

There were no violent energy fluctuations, no fancy special effects, only a muffled sound, and two figures that stepped back.

Lao Huang withdrew about 20 meters away, while Qian Daoliu was less than ten meters away.

It was a simple test, and the judgment was determined. Lao Huang was definitely not Qian Daoliu's opponent, and the gap was probably even bigger than imagined.

"Is it only this level?" Qian Daoliu's brows were somewhat mocking.

Lao Huang, who knew he was at a disadvantage, didn't make any excuses. After all, his soul power level was not as good as the opponent's, so naturally he couldn't gain the upper hand by fighting.

I saw him kneading his fingers into a sword, and pointing out, a shocking sword light shot towards Qian Daoliu in an instant.

Sensing the fierce aura rushing towards his face, Qian Daoliu's expression gradually became serious. This person is far stronger than another swordsman soul master he has ever met.

However, that's about it.

Facing Lao Huang's sword light, Qian Daoliu did not retreat but advanced, the front of his fist was wrapped in a sacred golden light, and he punched towards the sword light fiercely.

With one punch, the sword glow instantly shattered, Qian Daoliu continued to kill Lao Huang unabated.

Lao Huang's sword pointed, and one after another sword light shot out, but he still couldn't resist Qian Daoliu's attack, so he had to choose to retreat.

But Qian Daoliu seemed to have gangrene attached to the bone, biting Lao Huang tightly, forcing Lao Huang to retreat again and again. At first glance, it seemed that Lao Huang had no room to fight back in his hands.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yun frowned tightly.

The probing stage may not represent anything, but in fact, many things can be seen. Qian Daoliu's soul power completely suppressed Lao Huang.

Under the absolute suppression of soul power, no matter how sharp Lao Huang's sword light is, it is still difficult to make meritorious deeds.

"The first soul skill, one sword to open the dust and walk away the dragon and snake!"

Lao Huang himself may have felt this too, and after forcing Qian Daoliu back again, he resolutely injected his soul power into the first soul ring.

The sword flew out of the sword box, and the sharp sword intent broke through layers of haze, forcing Qian Daoliu to dare not continue to attack.

"The first soul skill, Angel Assault!"

The sacred light condensed on Qian Daoliu's fist, and the bright light was like a scorching sun, forcing Jiang Yun and others to look away hastily.

Afterwards, Qian Daoliu punched fiercely.

The fist shadow formed by the condensed sacred light shot out instantly, and directly collided with Lao Huang's sword.

Accompanied by a loud 'bang', the explosion wave generated by the soul skill collision spread towards the surroundings like a wave.

Looking fixedly, Qian Daoliu didn't move, but Lao Huang was forced back more than ten meters.

Sure enough, the strength of a demigod is not comparable to that of Huang. Whether it is soul skills or basic attacks, Lao Huang is in a state of being suppressed.

That is to say, there is no difference between Lao Huang and Qian Daoliu in terms of soul ring configuration.

Otherwise, with his soul power level, if Qian Daoliu wanted to kill him, it would be like playing games.

Jiang Yun knew that he could no longer sit still, otherwise, once Lao Huang lost, Barak's side would no longer have any chance of winning.

"Long Aotian, Bai Ye, do it!"

As Jiang Yun's voice fell, the Qinglong and Baihu two soul master legions below responded instantly, and soul rings rose up instantly.

"Hooho..."

The green dragon and the white tiger appeared almost at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right, charged straight towards the people in the Wuhun Hall.

At the same time, Tang Hao and Dugu Bo also jumped up from the city wall.

On the other side, all the titles of the Wuhun Temple were naturally not to be outdone, they rushed out of the camp one after another, and the battle officially kicked off.

"One is not enough!"

Seeing a Dragon Soul Douluo wanted to block him, Long Aotian was immediately unhappy, and a subduing dragon swung his tail, immediately forcing the Demon Saber Douluo to stay.

The same is true for Bai Ye, who directly toughened the two titled Douluo, Wild Lion and Qianjun, and Jiang Mo Douluo was also successfully stopped by Tang Hao.

"Dugu Bo, you dare!"

Seeing that Dugu Bo didn't care about it, and went straight towards the Wuhundian army, Dragon Soul Douluo couldn't help but let out a roar, and at the same time broke away from Long Aotian's attack, wanting to go to help.

"Leave me!"

Long Aotian shouted angrily, spewed out a mouthful of dragon flames, and forcibly stopped Dragon Soul Douluo.

"Dead loach, you seek death!"

Seeing that Dugu Bo was so bold, yet they were inseparable for the time being, Demon Saber Douluo became angry immediately, and the fifth spirit ring suddenly flashed.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Furious Slash with Demon Saber!"

A [-]-meter-long blood-colored knife shadow emerged in the void, and the monstrous bloody aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

Then, the magic knife fell, dragging many phantoms.

Before the shadow of the knife arrived, the evil spirit of blood that can disturb people's mind suddenly rushed towards his face. Under the influence of the evil spirit of blood, Long Aotian's mind was actually in a trance.

(End of this chapter)