Douluo's summoning angel

Dust was flying all over the sky, and a white-haired figure appeared in the dust, sitting upright on the throne.

When the smoke cleared, He Xi's beautiful figure was revealed.

"Are you?" Even though he knew that the other party was an enemy, Hexi was still attracted by He Xi's beauty. Instinctively, he didn't want to engage in such a brutal battle with such a perfect being. They should make friends first and then get to know each other in depth. one time.

The hundreds of soul masters behind stabbing blood felt for a moment that they were no longer on the battlefield, but in a pure and beautiful paradise.

"How could such a perfect person exist in this world?"

"Is this an angel? It's really as beautiful as the legend says."

"There are so many angels. If I could marry one, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams." (This sentence is the author's psychological words)

The soul masters stared at He Xi, not daring to blink their glasses, for fear that the person in front of them might be their hallucination.

Seeing that everyone was intoxicated by his beauty, He Xi lowered his head and used the communication to communicate with Bai Zhan and cursed secretly: "Bai Zhan, did you see that so many people couldn't help themselves after just one look at me? You actually ran away after kissing me yesterday. , am I that ugly?”

"What?" Bai Zhan, who was looking for Bibi Dong in mid-air, was stunned for a moment when he received this inexplicable communication. Then he realized that He Xi had connected his number.

However, Bai Zhan didn't want to say that he was squeezed dry by Liang Bing that day, so he changed the subject with righteous words: "He Xi, I didn't say you weren't beautiful. In my eyes, you have always been number one in the City of Angels. Beautiful, the reason why I left that day will be explained to you when I get back."

"I will come find you after the war is over."

After saying that, He Xi hung up the communication and stretched out her right hand, and a silver sword appeared in her hand.

"Angel, I don't want to be your enemy. If you are willing to give way, we can pretend that nothing has happened."

Thorn Blood is the backbone elite of Wuhun Palace and is being trained intensively. He has already reached the level of Soul Douluo at a young age. In the near future, he will have the opportunity to challenge the geniuses of Titled Douluo. This kind of genius meets He Xi at this time. Such a peerless beauty naturally wants something to happen.

As soon as stabbing blood finished speaking, he immediately received the support of a crowd of licking dogs behind him.

"Yes, you are so beautiful. Let's not fight or kill you. It would be bad if we hurt you. The male angel should handle matters on the battlefield."

Hexi ignored the advice of these mortals. She stood up with a long sword in her hand. Hexi's sword was not a flaming sword, but a silver god-killing weapon.

"Why bother?" Zhang Xue sighed, knowing that he had to take action against such a stunning beauty, he felt a pity in his heart. The script should not be like this.

But then, an unexpected scene happened. He Xi, who had stood up with blood-piercing eyes, was stunned for a few seconds and then returned to the throne.

The other soul masters present heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that He Xi was wise and unwilling to become their enemy, otherwise they would be worried about scratching the masterpiece of the Creator when a fight broke out.

No abnormality was found after pricking the blood. She thought He Xi understood his painstaking efforts, so he immediately pretended to be a gentleman and said, "Thank you, girl..."

"Girl, haha." A cold beauty like He Xi couldn't help but laugh at the title. She didn't expect that she would be called a girl by someone who was several decades old after living for tens of thousands of years.

But He Xi didn't know that her smile made it even more difficult for those soul masters to extricate themselves. Even for a moment, they didn't rush on their way but gave themselves a few seconds of vacation in their hearts.

As if remembering something, He Xi shook her head slightly, her long silver hair trembling in the air, and she sighed lightly: "I am already old."

After saying that, the throne flew up, carrying He Xi away from here, and behind He Xi, stabbing blood shouted: "Angel girl, I don't know your name yet?"

Seeing that He Xi didn't turn around, Xexue jumped excitedly, but he found that he had really jumped.

The stabbing blood in mid-air looked back and found that his lower body was still in place. He muttered strangely: "Why can I see my legs?"

Hexi on the horizon was gradually getting further away, while stabbing blood and the hundreds of soul masters behind him had been divided into two parts from the waist.

They didn't know until their death that just when He Xi stood up, her sword had already passed through the waists of hundreds of people in front of her. However, because it was too fast, everyone could only see He Xi standing up and then standing for a while. In two seconds, he returned to the throne again.

In this way, a future agouti Douluo lost his life in an instant, and died as mysteriously as the pope he admired in his heart.

At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, Qian Daoliu tremblingly grasped the war spear of God Taranxra on Qian Xunji's chest, trying to pull him out.

"You can't do this." Kaisha's voice sounded from behind Qiandaoliu. Facing Qiandaoliu, one of the three ultimate Douluo in the world, who is known as the invincible in the sky, Kaisha's tone remained the same, just like the so-called 99 Super Ultimate Douluo is no different from other mortals.

"Bai Zhan said he would hang on the cross for ten months."

In fact, this was not Bai Zhan's original idea. After all, Bai Zhan felt that Qian Xunji was a qualified opponent and planned to give him a decent death. However, he could not resist Bibi Dong's request, so he agreed to Bibi Dong's request.

As for why Bibi Dong did this, Bai Zhan felt that it was probably to avenge the suffering of October who was imprisoned.

Qian Daoliu didn't say anything, but just punched with his backhand. The nine soul rings on his body burst out, and the powerful soul power turned into a giant fist with a diameter of tens of meters and hit Kesha who was sitting upright in the sky.

Kesha didn't get up, just stretched out a hand.

"I heard that you are the strongest in Wuhun Palace."

A huge angel warrior holding a flaming sword appeared behind Kesha, and then the angel phantom raised the flaming sword and pointed it at Qiandaoliu, "Then I won't hold back!"

"When did these things come from? Why do I feel like I can't escape!" Qian Daoliu found that some marks suddenly appeared on his body, and these marks made it impossible for him to avoid the angel behind Kesha who gave him a huge sense of threat.

"The eighth soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Qian Daoliu used the eighth soul skill directly, wanting to see if he could break free from the shackles of this similar rule with his angel martial soul.

"Judgment Angel, break it for me!" Qian Daoliu burst out with a powerful soul power, soaring into the sky, and a shadow of Judgment Angel appeared behind him.

"Angel Martial Spirit? Interesting." Kesha's expression rarely changed, but then she felt the strength gap and shook her head slightly, as if she felt that the other party was too weak, "This level is not enough, even in the woods to the north. Not as good as a soul beast."