Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 32 Yan Li: The baby feels bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything
"how is this possible?"

The moment he saw Wang Hu, Yan Li's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How will you be here?"

His thin and pale face became extremely pale in an instant, without a trace of blood.

Then Yan Li seemed to have thought of something, turned around abruptly, observed the surrounding scene carefully, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Big, big brother."

Yan Li opened his mouth trembling. "I think it's a misunderstanding."

"I misunderstood your grandma's leg!" Wang Hu grinned.

He was almost escaped by Yan Li before, and he was already full of anger in his heart.

Although I don't know what Yan Li is thinking now, he would throw himself into the trap, but this time, Wang Hu is not going to let this guy go.

You know, you can't die by beating a snake, but you will suffer from it. If Yan Li escapes again this time, after he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely make a comeback.

If he still chooses to be stupid and tough like this time, Wang Hu might not care too much.

But if Yan Li learns his lesson and chooses to hide in the dark and attack, then the fun will be great.

"Wow!" A tiger roared.

Wang Hu's soul power surged all over his body, and he entered a deeper state of martial soul possession in a blink of an eye.

His originally tall and strong figure swelled again, the muscles all over his body bulged, the fangs around his mouth became thicker and sharper, and even above his buttocks, there was an extra black stick-like object - a tail.

There was a muffled sound like a thunder!
Wang Hu took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of Yan Li in a blink of an eye, and a pair of tiger claws grabbed Yan Li like an eagle catching a chick.

There was a sharp piercing sound,

Yan Li only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the tiger's paw with sharp claws was in front of him.

"damn it."

Yan Li gritted his teeth, resisting the severe pain in his body and retreating violently, at the same time, he felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart.

In the battle between the same ranks, who dares to push it as hard as Wang Hu is now?
What Wang Hu is doing now is obviously not taking himself seriously.

But what made Yan Li even more aggrieved was that even though Wang Hu had been crushed with his pure body like this, revealing flaws one after another, he was still helpless.

Yan Fan's life-saving soul skills involving the mysteries of space undoubtedly consume a huge amount of soul power.

The soul power in Yan Li's body is only one-fifth of its peak state now, and after being attacked by Wang Hu, the soul power was stimulated one after another, and the injuries in his body became more and more serious.

"Must escape!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I will die here today!"

While gritting his teeth, Yan Li narrowly avoided another claw of Wang Hu.

Even though he dodged in time enough, his face was still cut with a long bloodstain by the strong wind.

"Tick tock."

Blood dripped down Yan Li's skin drop by drop, he only felt his body getting heavier and heavier, his vision began to blur, and every time he dodged, he became weaker and weaker.

But Wang Hu's movements were still the same as at the beginning, with a ferocious smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if he was playing some cat-and-mouse game.

Of course, Wang Hu would not be so boring.

He is a pure pragmatist, as long as he can win the battle relatively safely, he doesn't care about using any means.

Everything he did was to wear down Yan Li's will and energy little by little, and finally win the battle with the least cost.

After all, no matter how you say it, Yan Li is still a master at the level of a soul king, and he may have some desperate cards.

But it would be much safer to boil the frog in lukewarm water like now, to wear down his energy and fighting spirit a little bit.

Finally, with the passage of soul power and qi and blood in the body,
Yan Li couldn't bear it anymore.

His previous hibernation was to wait for an opportunity, but now that the opportunity has not come, he is about to be tortured to death by Wang Hu, so why would he sit and wait for death?
"Boom" sounded.

Yan Li's entire right leg actually burst open,
Immediately, blood spattered and pieces of flesh flew across, so frightened that Lan Fei'er screamed "Yeah",
Tang Yin quickly hugged her in his arms, covered his eyes, and continued to observe the scene on the field.

An incomparably evil red light bloomed from Yan Li Beng's broken right leg,

Even Wang Hu, after being illuminated by the red light, his body was still in a state of shock, as if being contained in an extremely viscous liquid, it was difficult to function smoothly, and even the soul power in his body became stagnant stand up.

Yan Li glanced back resentfully, and without hesitation activated this bloody secret technique that required sacrificing his own limbs.

His whole body, like a crooked jet helicopter, with a bloody flame tail, whizzed past Wang Hu, and flew towards the woods not far away.

After Wang Hu's figure returned to normal, he didn't chase after him all at once, but his face was solemn, and every muscle in his body tensed up, as if there was a more terrifying enemy in that forest.

"Huh, I finally escaped."

"Damn barbarian, dare to sneak attack me."

Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief just now, but after confirming that he had escaped from birth, he couldn't help cursing again.

"Don't let me meet you again, otherwise."

Yan Li hadn't finished his sentence when another figure bumped into him.

The person here is about 40 years old,

He has a slender figure, a handsome face, and a pair of eyes that are extremely clear, as if reflecting the stars in the sky.

He was dressed in a gorgeous and decent robe, which set off a kind of air that was floating in the dust to his whole body.

What made Yan Li even more horrified was that there were still seven spirit rings flickering on the person who came.

Yellow yellow purple purple black black black.

Qihuan, Soul Sage!
There was a buzzing in Yan Li's ears, and his scalp felt numb in an instant. A crisis of life and death made his brain go blank in an instant, leaving only one thought.

"escape!"

Almost without hesitation, Yan Li sacrificed his remaining left leg.

The strange bloody light bloomed, and the scarlet flame tail appeared behind Yan Li again.

At this moment, his thinking was blurred, as if the whole body was no longer his own, but like a walking dead, a thought kept coming back to his mind.

"Run away!"

Seven Ring Soul Sage,

This is simply not an opponent he can match.

Even in his heyday, Yan Li, with reasonable tactical arrangements, even dared to fight the Soul Emperor.

But soul emperor and soul saint are completely two concepts!
The difference between the sixth ring and the seventh ring is not only in the extra soul ring, but also in the martial soul avatar.

No matter how weak the soul sage is, it cannot be matched by those below the soul sage.

at last,

After paying the price of a left leg, Yan Li successfully escaped from the nightmare-like forest, far away from the spotless soul sage.

Just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, when he looked up, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was chilling!
Yan Li's face revealed a look of death and despair, as if he had completely given up hope of escape.

in front of him,
Standing impressively was a figure that was not too tall, but was as unattainable as a mountain.

It was an old man, hale and hearty, and his whole body was covered with a layer of frost.

at his feet,
With a total of eight soul rings flickering in yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, and black,

eight rings,

Contra!
Yan Li resigned to his fate and gave up resisting, because he knew that for a powerhouse of Contra's level, crushing himself to death would not be half as difficult as trampling an ant to death.

"A child who is only six years old can actually use a soul king, a soul saint, and a soul douluo."

"What exactly is he?"

There was a bit of bitterness at the corner of Yan Li's mouth, thinking of Tang Yin who was targeted by him, he was even more resentful, and began to curse crazily in his heart.

"A six-year-old child actually made such an insidious trap for himself."

"On the surface, he only used one soul king as his opponent, but in fact, he ambushed two top powerhouses on his only way to escape."

"Let myself think that there is still hope of escape, forcefully deceive myself to sacrifice his right leg and left leg, and then capture himself back, so as to achieve his ulterior and despicable purpose."

"Pooh!"

"It's despicable!"

(End of this chapter)