Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 267 Since the world of mortals is like a dream, I invite you to dream
Xue Leihan slowed down her dive posture and helped a disciple again.

After killing the member of the black-clothed soul hunting team with disbelief in his eyes, Xue Leihan felt a little tired.

He knew in his heart that the long battle had almost exhausted him.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky and strange is why there is no soul sage or Contra guarding this place, so that he can easily kill all the disciples except the elders of the sect.

But now there is no time to think so much.

Thinking of this, he let out a long roar, and exhaled all the turbid air in his chest and abdomen.

This is also a signal.

Those sect forces that were struggling to support were helped by other sects, and they felt a lot easier for a while.

After hearing the long howling, they knew that this was a signal to retreat and break through, and they all used their maximum strength and soul power to kill or force the enemies in front of them to retreat.

They all bowed respectfully to the ice-haired, purple-eyed young man standing in the air.

Chen Xin pushed the two back with a sword in the air, and the two titled Douluo had two clear sword marks on their bodies.

Titled Douluo, the first level is a ladder.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo of Wuhun Palace were not in Tianfu City, so the heavy task of holding Sword Douluo Chen Xin fell on them.

It's just that with their soul power level and cultivation base, being able to hold Chen Xin back with injuries is already a very good result.

"Life is precious, step back."

Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword flickered with light, and said flatly.

What he said was absolute majesty.

It is an indisputable fact that Chen Xin can easily replace the lives of the two of them by relying on her powerful soul power of level 97.

"Sword Douluo is really powerful, but it's still fantastic to want my brothers to leave the stage again."

The elder in red from the Wuhun Hall said coldly in the sky, the aura all over his body became stronger and stronger.

If they exit here, what awaits them will be the wrath of His Highness the Pope, Bibi Dong.

"yes..."

Chen Xin sighed slightly, as if lamenting why people don't cherish their own lives, as if lamenting the withering of flower petals.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the remaining sects had begun to break out of the encirclement, and Chen Xin knew that it was time.

The two red-clothed elders looked at each other, all the soul power gathered in their palms, and the ninth soul ring behind them surged with black light.

"It seems that you have already made a decision, then let you see, my swordsman Hongchen."

The Seven Killing Sword was fluttering around Chen Xin, and then he grabbed it in his hand.

"The world of mortals is like a dream."

A sword cut out from the chest, and an invisible sword shot towards the two cardinals with a whistling sound.

"kill!"

The two cardinals slapped together, how could the soul skills of the two nearly 10-year-old soul rings be mediocre?
boom!
The three attacks collided in the air, and the airflow caused by the explosion made the Zongmen forces on the ground and the Soul Hunting Team of the Wuhun Temple miserable, and some people were even blown away by the pressure of the wind.

"Since the world of mortals is like a dream, then I invite you to dream."

Chen Xin pursed her lips and smiled, her white hair and beard fluttering in the wind.He doesn't seem so old now, and the two cardinals seem to have seen the white-haired young man standing opposite the jade tree facing the wind, gentle and elegant, with a chic smile on his face, and the sword of seven kills in his hand.

"Do you feel it, my world of mortals?"

The Chenxin Seven Killing Sword was shrouded by the ninth soul ability, and then a big killing character appeared above the sky.

"Go back!"

A cardinal finally came to his senses, and pulled his companion coldly.

Fight!

The two who activated the spirit avatar used the ninth spirit ability again. Although that strong power was not as indomitable as before, the joint attack was still not to be underestimated.

"Cut the world of mortals."

Chen Xin's white robe fluttered with the wind and snow, Yi Chen was otherwise.

The two cardinals on the opposite side were covered in red.

"Cough, cough."

A cardinal coughed up a mouthful of bloody saliva, feeling mentally exhausted and questioning his own cultivation.

Why can't he be hurt no matter what method is exhausted?

That level is like the end of the world, a terrifying Super Douluo, Sword Douluo.

Chen Xin saw that the two had passed out, the Seven Killing Sword made a pleasant sword sound, and then automatically flew into the scabbard behind Chen Xin.

He looked at the throne where His Highness the Pope used to sit, which had been frozen into pieces by the wind and snow, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Uncle Chen, are you okay?"

Xue Leihan's hoarse voice sounded from behind, making Chen Xin turn around with a smile on her face.

"Just leave the customs, you're doing really well."

When he saw Xue Leihan's purple pupils and the blue rose sword exuding a sky-high sword intent in his hand, he patted the latter's shoulder with some relief.

Chen Xin felt that regular power that even he couldn't resist, no, it should be said to be a power with a hint of divinity.

Those who touch the 97th level of the Super Douluo will feel that weak but able to capture the divine power, which makes them understand that maybe this Douluo Continent is not the end.

But now, he felt the lingering aura from Xue Leihan's body, knowing it in his heart, he couldn't help but have the urge to laugh aloud.

"Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Xiaoyao Sword Sect, Tang Sect and the Sanren Alliance, a total of more than two hundred people have rushed to the evacuation point, and the sect forces have also broken out of the Soul Arena." Xue Lei said coldly. After a pause, "I felt the coercion of dozens of Contras and a few titled Douluo at the gates and walls of Tianfu City. It may be because I really don't want those sect forces to leave Tianfu City alive."

"Well, something happened here, it's luck to live, and fate to die..."

Chen Xin nodded, and looked at the sect elders and disciples who were quickly clasping their fists to salute him on the ring stage, and then followed up with the big army, and also clasped their fists slightly in return.

"Can the secret path accommodate so many people scolding?"

Chen Xin slowly landed on the wall of the Soul Arena and asked.

"Uncle Chen, don't worry, this is a secret passage built to escape the chaos of war. The passage inside is spacious. I have already gone in and checked it myself. It is not a problem to be able to integrate 200 people."

"That's fine."

Chen Xin took another look at the ruins that were emitting black smoke, the broken ring and the collapsed stone pillars, and the dead disciples and elders who fell on the ring before being recovered by his sect. .

Roughly calculated, apart from the dead members of the Wuhun Hall, almost half of the Zongmen forces died here, and the remaining half also died.

"Let's go."

Chen Xin sighed, and then stepped lightly, which could slow down a little, so that Xue Leihan could catch up.

Xue Leihan and Chen Xin used the same pace, the former looked at Chen Xin's back, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When I was a child, I also looked at his back like this, and used all my strength to chase him.

And now, ten years have passed.

His purple eyes slowly faded into ice pupils.

It's time, let me stir up the situation.

(End of this chapter)