Douluo: Don’t be a licker

The Demon Comes to the World, Chapter 198:

Lan Ling's eyes are somewhat similar to the Celestial Master Zhong Kui.

Wherever the eye can see, the sword can reach.

As soon as the bloody sword intent came out, everyone on both sides of the battlefield instantly fell on their backs and fell to the ground.

The Imperial Clan and the Elephant Armor Sect pride themselves on defense, but at this moment, seeing the defense of themselves and others, they can't even catch a look from them.

Can't help feeling a little ashamed and angry.

Everyone in the Yuzhi Clan also understood at this moment.

Their tribal buildings were destroyed. In fact, the cold-looking girl in front of them was the culprit.

However, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat by fear, and he couldn't speak a word.

He just looked angry, but didn't dare to say anything.

In other words, dare not speak out.

The level is slightly lower, but the feeling is not so obvious.

It was a few Contra powerhouses who really changed their faces at this moment.

Just one look broke all of their soul skills.

At that moment, I felt a sudden pain from the martial spirit, the soul skill had been deciphered.

Soul skills that are being used cannot be interrupted.

It can only be cracked.

Just a look...

How terrifying!

Thinking of the true purpose of his trip, Hu Yanzhen subconsciously felt a little lucky.

"Destroy my home, I will fight with you!"

Many members of the Yu clan launched attacks in the direction of Song Wuxin.

Lan Ling was about to make a move, but seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly stopped.

Song Wuxin finally made tea, poured himself a cup, brought it up to the tip of his nose, the tangy fragrance was really a supreme enjoyment.

The members of the Yuzhi Clan were getting closer and closer, but Lan Ling didn't have the slightest intention to make a move.

Hu Yanzhen was taken aback for a moment, his face suddenly changed, and he took the lead in flying back, ready to leave.

Shouted in the mouth: "Back!"

Hearing this, the three of them didn't take it seriously.

We are sent by Wuhundian to help you subdue the Yuzhi Clan, so we don't listen to you.

Although your level is slightly higher than ours, you are not qualified enough to order the three of us.

Even though that look was strong just now, it wouldn't scare us.

Just now, we only used % of our strength.

Those who come from Wuhun Palace naturally have their pride.

These three people are all elders of Wuhun Hall and Elder Hall.

Since that incident many years ago, although Wuhun Palace has developed rapidly over the years, it has not yet been able to fully recover its vitality.

If this was in the past, in the Wuhun Temple, only the titled Douluo strong could win the position of elder.

Contra, at best, is just a deacon elder, and is not qualified to enter the elder hall.

It's a pity that Song Wuxin almost wiped out all the titled Douluo experts in Wuhun Palace back then.

The few who were lucky enough to survive were all seriously injured and closed the life-and-death barrier together with Qian Daoliu.

However, there were a few titled Douluo who happened to not be at the Spirit Hall headquarters at that time.

Now they have become the mainstay of Wuhundian.

These three people, as the elders of Wuhun Hall and Elder Hall, are naturally proud.

Hu Yanzhen, who had already fled back, said in his heart that he would suffer.

But two breaths, it really came true.

Even he himself was not spared.

The body is still in mid-air, and the whole person has been frozen, losing control of the body.

Surprising!

Surprising!

Surprising!

Everyone, the only thing that can come to mind at this moment is this word.

Then there's the "how is this possible" kind of thing.

A majestic Soul Douluo powerhouse suddenly lost control of his body in an instant. If you say this, no one will believe it.

What's more, Hu Yanzhen is already level 89, about to break through the existence of Titled Douluo.

The person is still in mid-air, and everything around him seems to stand still for an instant.

His body was just like that, quietly staying in mid-air.

It was as if stuck there, motionless.

My own life and death were completely out of my control in just an instant.

Everyone's face turned pale in an instant, without blood at all.

I can't move my body, but I can still talk, and my eyes can still move.

Everyone looked at the white-haired boy in blood-clothed clothes who was sipping tea, their hearts filled with fear.

Who the hell is he!

"Boy, who are you!"

Frightened in his heart, but Niu Gao was the first to ask.

It's just that the tone wasn't very respectful.

"Speak politely!"

Snapped!

Lan Ling slapped her backhand across the air.

Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yuzhi Clan known for his defense, instantly had a blood-red five-fingerprint on his face.

The voice echoed in the battle circle for a long time.

"Ling'er, this tea is really good, you should try it too."

Song Wuxin poured a cup of tea, got up slowly, and handed it to Lan Ling.

Lan Ling was also polite, smiled, then took it, raised her head and drank it down.

Pinch your lips twice.

“Good tea!”

In fact, she couldn't taste anything.

But in order not to dampen the young master's interest, I still praised him more pertinently.

The corner of Song Wuxin's mouth twitched, he was really playing the piano against the sword.

In the Shennong cauldron, Ah Yin shook for a while, expressing her dissatisfaction, but Song Wuxin ignored her.

Lan Ling can make tea, but can't taste it.

Of course, making tea was specially learned for Song Wuxin.

He turned around and looked over one by one, glancing at several important people present.

Then he looked at Hu Yanzhen in the air: "The Elephant Armored Sect, right?"

Hu Yanzhen wanted to nod, but he couldn't move his body, so he blinked his eyes hastily twice.

"Nowadays, the world is about to be in chaos, and there will be heroes in troubled times. I want to accomplish something. I don't know if Sect Master Huyan is willing to help me?"

Hu Yanzhen's heart skipped a beat.

Here's to trouble!

If you don't agree, you may die today.

If he agreed, Wuhun Palace wouldn't be so easy to offend.

Ouch, that's not right...

I'm here to act this time!

You won't come for real!

He kept blinking, trying to hint something to the young man in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Song Wuxin said lightly: "Since Sect Master Huyan's eyes are uncomfortable, I will ask again later. I hope you will think it over carefully."

Your eyes are uncomfortable, you big-headed ghost, this is a hint for me, do you understand the hint?

I was ordered to act this time.

Unfortunately, it is estimated that the script did not have a cameo in advance.

This ruthless man must not kill me as well. Then who should I cry to?

The moment Song Wuxin turned around, Hu Yanzhen saw a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, which flashed past.

It gave him a chill.

His Majesty the Pope, where are you? Please help me...

If you come late, I will be gone!

As promised, it's acting.

You, this, this is not according to the script!

Song Wuxin looked at the three Spirit Hall elders, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then there was a long silence, staring at the three of them all the time, making them flustered for a while.

"who are you!"

"Let me tell you, we are from the Wuhun Palace and the Elder Palace."

"Even if you are a Titled Douluo, you should weigh the strength of our Spirit Hall, whether you can afford it."

Three people, one sentence per person.

The voice just fell.

Including Niu Gao and Hu Yanzhen, the pupils shrank sharply.

A sharp chill rushed straight to the sky.

I saw the white-haired, blood-clothed boy just stretched out his hand from the air and tightened his fist. The three Contra powerhouses instantly turned into a dry bone with no flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye!

Three powerful Contra warriors fell silently and without any resistance...

Killing without blinking.

The real devil!

Many of the younger generations of the Royal Clan fainted on the spot.

Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yuzhi Clan, has seen too many storms and waves in his life.

But at this moment, looking at the white-haired boy in blood-clothed clothes slowly moving his gaze towards him, he heard his own heart, beating thump thump thump…