Douluo blood duke

Chapter 136 Can you escape?
It was clearly noon, and the sun was shining brightly half an hour ago, but now, a deep dark cloud was pressing down on the sky.

In Star Luo Emperor Capital, passers-by on the street raised their heads to look at the sky, their footsteps quickened a bit, and the clothes hanging in the yard and in front of the house were also cleaned up.

The thunder light pierced the sky, but disappeared in Wumeng in an instant.

The sound of thunder resounding in the ears made the audience in the No. [-] ring of the Hundred Beasts Fighting Soul Arena tremble unconsciously.

The panic in my heart deepened even more.

Above the arena, Yin Ming, who was floating in the air, held high the faint blue lightsaber, constantly absorbing the green fluorescent light from the gemstone on the hilt of the sword, and his body was covered with a layer of faint black as the fluorescent light poured in. Qi, at this moment, his white robe could not be seen clearly, and the black energy accumulated for a long time enveloped his whole body.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

An inexplicable weight weighed on the hearts of the audience, and the cohesive atmosphere made the surroundings silent, like a place of death, except for the bleak cry of jackdaws, there was no other difference.

Zhang Heng looked at those increasingly strange eyes, not because he wanted to see them, but because those eyes kept staring at him.

"Are you scared, are you scared, haha, beg for mercy, if you beg for mercy, I will make your death look better."

On the beautiful face, there was a smile at the corner of the mouth. If it wasn't for the increasingly crazy face, I am afraid that this smile would still make people feel warm.

Zhang Heng blinked his eyes, flipped his wrist, and put away the Blood Shadow Sword.

He knew that the next battle was no longer for him to deal with in a leisurely manner, at least he had to show [-]% of his strength.

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Sighing slowly, Zhang Heng raised his head, his face was still calm, without any other emotions, but deep in his eyes, a flame called anger was ready to explode.

On the other side, Yin Ming seemed to be ready.

The aura emanating from his body is terrifying, and his heart trembles endlessly. His whole body is wrapped in an inexplicable black mist. Fist-sized fluorescent green skulls are moving back and forth in the black mist, and dozens of them can be seen at a glance. .

And the blade in his hand, at this time, is emitting a blue light, dazzling and dazzling, like an ice-blue sun, but the blade does not bestow even a sliver of warmth in the world, on the contrary, it brings people as deep as the twelfth lunar month. Winter-like cold.

Yin Ming moved, he let go of his left hand, held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, and slowly put it down until the blade was raised flat. Then, he watched Zhang Heng laugh softly a few times, then turned his wrist, The moment the light reflected from the sword surface, he disappeared in place.

Just as he disappeared, Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly widened, his originally calm face was suddenly congested with blood, and his skin became as red as cinnabar, which made people worry that he would explode with blood.

But soon, everyone realized how unnecessary their worries were.

After Zhang Heng's skin was congested, his figure instantly became several times taller, horns grew from his head, and his body became extremely large. A fierce and evil spirit gushed out of his body without any concealment. Those huge clenched fists made people even Even if you don't get close to his body, you can feel his strength, which is a strength that cannot be concealed.

Before the audience could react from Zhang Heng, a handsome guy who turned into a red-skinned monster, a soft moan sounded in the air.

sulfuric acid.

On the ring, Zhang Heng heard it most clearly. He turned his head to look, and saw an ice-blue sword energy appear out of thin air above the sky, three meters long, and cut towards him in the shape of a moon arc.

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, not because the sword energy was too strong, but too weak, he thought to himself.

"If you only have this kind of strength, then I'm really sorry for my serious appearance."

With a single thought, the sword energy came within five meters in front of him.

Zhang Heng didn't let it approach, but stretched his palm forward and bombarded it.

Bang.

After a muffled sound, the air in front of his palm suddenly exploded, and clouds of white mist emerged in front of his palm. This is a very powerful force entering the air and disturbing the ripples formed by the air, but this is not the point. The point is, In the mist, a transparent but visible palm flew out of the mist.

The transparent palm grew bigger and bigger, until it reached five meters up and down, and nearly three meters left and right before it came into contact with the sword energy.

puff.

The transparent palm and the ice-blue sword energy exploded in the air, and a thick white mist spread from the collision zone between them. The two powerful forces contained in it turned into a storm and gushed out of the white mist in an instant , blowing in all directions.

Some spectators with long hair hurriedly raised their hands to hold down their hair that was blown everywhere by the storm. Before the hair subsided, a loud noise exploded from their ears again.

They hurriedly looked towards the arena, and saw punches and swords, and the two figures behind them were already fighting together.

The blue light is shining, the punches are bursting and bursting, and the movements of the two figures are invisible to the naked eye. The audience can only see the blue sword light and the bursting punches emanating from the fight between the two to judge who is superior and who is inferior .

The fight between the two sides became more and more intensive. After being blasted several times, the air turned into clouds of white mist, gradually enveloping the ring.

In the white mist, Zhang Heng clenched his fist tightly and blasted forward, like a cannonball flying out of the barrel. When his arm stretched to the limit, a burst of energy exploded from his fist, very He just bounced off the blue lightsaber that was coming towards his face, and flew out.

Yin Ming held the blade of the sword tightly with both hands, both arms were trembling non-stop. At this moment, the previous arrogance and calmness on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by disbelief and fear.

He squatted halfway, bowed his waist, stared at Zhang Heng closely, and asked through gritted teeth.

"How is it possible, how can you be so strong."

His voice trembled with fear.

In the eyes of others, the battle between him and Zhang Heng can be said to be evenly matched. At least in the fight just now, no one was injured or suffered a loss.

But Yin Ming himself knows that the tendons on his arm have been stretched to the maximum by the force from the lightsaber in his hand, just like a rubber band that has been stretched to the longest. Now, as long as he is If he was hit once, his arm would definitely be crippled, and he didn't even dare to use his own strength.

He made a little estimate. Under Zhang Heng's pressure, he only had one blow left. If he missed one blow, he would not have any chance to attack again.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Heng smiled indifferently. To him, Yin Ming is just a bug a little bigger than the previous six people. If he wants to be crushed to death, he can do it at any time, but he doesn't mind playing around with this certain death Undoubtedly, by the way, he used the powerful power he had mastered when he and the Red Devil fought each other for nearly five hours on the unnamed island.

"Okay, I've had enough fun, then, please die."

He said to Yin Ming indifferently, as if he was about to kill a chicken, without concealing his murderous aura.

Yin Ming was irritated by his relaxed murderous aura, his forehead was irritated, his veins popped out, his bloodshot eyes widened, and he sneered, "If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Suddenly, he raised the blade again.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, because he could feel that the energy in the body of the enemy in front of him was increasing rapidly at this moment, and this rapidity caused Zhang Heng to feel a little worried for a moment, because it was too much. Hurry up, if the previous second is counted as doubled, then the next second will be doubled instantly, and then quadrupled in one second.

The energy in his body didn't stop increasing until the energy in his body reached 64 times before.

But at this time, outside his body, there was no trace of black mist or green skull, and all the energy poured into the blade he held high.

The original ice-blue lightsaber had become extremely dark at this moment, just feeling a trace of aura emanating from it was enough to scare ordinary soul masters out of their wits and make their shit out of them.

Zhang Heng's face was a little cold. Although he could guarantee that Yin Ming's sword would not kill him, he would probably not feel good if he was hit. So he prepared to teleport to behind him, and then pierced his heart with his fingers.

All the plans were in place, and the soul power quickly moved into the fourth soul ring, ready to be activated at any time.

The next moment, Zhang Heng heard a cold snort in front of him. He looked intently, and saw Yin Ming raised his hand and cut it down. The black light was shining like a catastrophe, which made people stunned. Naturally, Zhang Heng was not included. He was in Yin Ming When he started, he had already teleported behind him.

But when he was about to barrel his fingers, that threatening dark light cluster rushed towards him.

Zhang Heng's complexion changed slightly, and he thought in his heart: "Is it true that I will teleport behind him if it is done before the Tao?"

The killing intent towards Yin Ming secretly deepened in his heart, and Zhang Heng hurriedly moved away to avoid the dark light group. Although the light group was only half a meter away from him, his figure was still relatively large, but he couldn't hold back his fast speed. And agile, in an instant, he had already floated ten meters away.

After standing still, he immediately raised his head to look at Yin Ming's position just now, and when he was about to say something, his eyes froze suddenly, because Yin Ming had disappeared.

He turned his head immediately and searched around the arena, but there was no sign of Yin Ming anywhere.

"Invisibility? No, if he had used it long ago, why would he have waited for this moment, but people can't reach the speed that I can't see, right? This is even more outrageous than invisibility, so is it?"

Zhang Heng raised his head, looked at the dark ball of light that was still flying ahead, and punched fiercely, the violent fist flew out instantly, blasting the air along the way, leaving clouds of mist behind, and quickly approached Dark ball of light.

But at the moment when it was about to hit, a black shadow blocked the front of the dark light ball.

Zhang Heng looked at the figure that gradually appeared, and it was a fake referee who hadn't left the ring for a long time.

The dark light ball exploded, and Yin Ming's face was pale and weak. He looked at Zhang Heng with resentment in his eyes, and said sharply, "Kaier, kill him for me."

He pointed at Zhang Heng, his arms trembling slightly.

Kaier's old face was very stern, like a sharp knife that could be shot at any time, but he didn't make a shot at this time, but whispered to Yin Ming behind him: "Young master, there are strong people coming here. If we don’t leave, I’m afraid we won’t be able to leave today.”

"hateful."

Yin Ming gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Heng coldly, and said, "Fortunately, let's go."

After all, he looked at Kaie.

Kaie nodded slightly, and then a cloud of black mist burst out of his body, wrapping the two of them together, and then flew to the sky.

Everyone, including Zhang Heng, looked at the one flying towards the ceiling, which gradually turned into a black shadow in the shape of a roc.

The audience breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Heng didn't. He frowned and said with a sneer.

"You thought, you ran away."

(End of this chapter)