Legend of Douluo: Qingyun

Yuan Wentian swung the Star Sword in his hand, and instantly cut several soul masters in half. With a glance like lightning, he immediately found a group of Qingyun disciples who were divided and surrounded. He immediately changed direction and killed them.

"The leader is here to save us, everyone, hold on!"

The dozen or so Qingyun disciples in the tight siege were already at the end of their efforts and were feeling desperate when they suddenly saw their master falling from the sky. They immediately became energetic and stood up to resist.

Yuan Wentian charged into the encirclement with overwhelming force. Wherever he passed, sword light shone brightly and heads rolled.

"Master!"

The dozen Qingyun disciples who had narrowly escaped death shouted excitedly!

"Follow me, don't fall behind!" Yuan Wentian shouted loudly.

"Yes!" More than a dozen people followed Yuan Wentian and swung their swords to kill him, and they suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

Yuan Wentian and his men rushed left and right, rushing to wherever Qingyun disciples were trapped, and the rescued Qingyun disciples also joined in.

The Qingyun disciples who gathered around Yuan Wentian gradually grew in size like a snowball. They quickly grew from a few dozen to more than a hundred, and they were growing rapidly.

Bai Chenxiang waved the Ice Phoenix Sword and swept it towards the waist of a thin soul king.This soul king was flattening the cheek of a Qingyun disciple with one punch. His face was stained with blood. When he noticed the sound of wind behind him, he turned around and glared. The ferocious look in his eyes made Bai Chenxiang's heart tremble.

The skinny short man still had time to laugh ferociously, and he dodged the blow of the Ice Phoenix Sword in a leisurely manner. The sword spirit in his hand followed the Ice Phoenix Sword and sliced ​​straight into Bai Chenxiang's hand.

This snake-killing move was so fast that Bai Chenxiang had no choice but to let go and give up the Ice Phoenix Sword and retreat quickly.

The thin man smiled, then raised his hand and wiped Bai Chenxiang's neck with his sword.

A cold light flashed by, and a black dagger flew towards him, blocking the Soul King's sharp sword. Zhu Zhuqing jumped at him with a scream: "Leave this person to me!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's hot figure, a soul king not far away smiled. He stretched out his toes and viciously kicked Zhu Zhuqing's lower body. At the same time, he yelled: "Kick you bitch!"

This kick was so fast and fierce that it really hit the target and was about to explode. Zhu Zhuqing was ashamed and angry, and was about to dodge. At this moment, the Soul King suddenly felt that his foot was pulled by something. He lost his balance and fell back screaming.

Jam!The kick he kicked with all his strength was in the air and he was dislocated.

"Hey!"

Xiao Wu screamed angrily and rushed towards the sneak attack Soul King. The Amber Zhu Ling activated and directly entangled the guy's feet, causing him to lose his balance.Then he rushed over with a long stride and kicked the soul king in the waist.

Explosive eight-stage throw is activated!

The soul king didn't even have time to scream, before he was smashed to pieces by Xiao Wu, his eyes wide open as he died.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing disappeared from the same place, and when he reappeared, he rushed in front of the thin man. He raised his hand and slashed out with a sword. The sword blade drew a cold light, directly wiping the thin man's face. neck.

"Sister Xiaowu, Sister Zhuqing, thank you!" Bai Chenxiang said gratefully.

Seeing that Bai Chenxiang's life was not in danger, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but heaved a long sigh of relief. A thin layer of sweat formed on Yao's nose. They were really frightened just now. As long as they slowed down, even if they took one breath , Bai Chenxiang is in danger.

Then they find their respective opponents to fight again.

The melee lasted for less than half an hour and finally ended. Except for the ten or so soul masters who were still resisting in the Wuhun Palace, all the others were killed. The Qingyun Sect also paid the price of more than two hundred deaths. The Qingyun Palace The square in front was filled with blood and corpses were strewn on the ground.

The remaining dozen or so people huddled together in fear, all in a state of disgrace, completely losing the majesty they had when they arrived.

"Stop fighting, we surrender!" One of the Soul Saints trembled.

A hint of sneer appeared on Yuan Wentian's face and he said: "You came here to attack my Qingyun Sect and massacre my Qingyun Sect disciples with great force. Now that the situation is over, you just want to surrender and surrender?"

Although Yuan Wentian's words were sarcastic, to the ears of the dozen or so people, they sounded like they meant to calm things down, and a sense of hope arose in their hearts.

The leading soul saint said with a shy face: "Master Yuan should know very well who is behind us. It will not be beneficial to everyone if we break up, so why don't we each take a step back?"

"Fuck you, you killed so many of us and you still want to walk away, go to hell!"

"shameless!"

"Kill them!"

The disciples of Qingyun Sect yelled and cursed, and the crowd was furious!

The old soul saint's face turned red and white, and he said bravely: "Master Yuan, you see, many of us have died. As long as you let us go, our grudges will be wiped out. Of course, we will make a decision that satisfies you." Compensation!"

Yuan Wentian looked at the remaining dozen people coldly and said: "How to compensate? I will keep away from your behind-the-scenes people, but... from the moment you entered my Qingyun Sect's territory with murderous intent, then... You should be prepared to die!”

The remaining ten or so people in Wuhun Hall were all shocked and their faces were ashen, but hearing these words made the disciples of Qingyun Sect feel excited and extremely proud and excited.

"Yuan Wentian, don't bully others too much!" The Soul Saint shouted loudly with anguish.

"Those who bully others will also bully them. If you hadn't come to bully me, why would you have done this?" Yuan Wentian waved his hand.

The magic weapons of everyone in the Qingyun Sect were killed without mercy...

The battle between ordinary disciples is over, but the battle at the Title Douluo level is still going on.

At present, all the Soul Douluo in Wuhun Palace have been killed, only Snake Spear Douluo She Long is still struggling.

When She Long saw the situation in Qingyun Palace, he couldn't help but feel furious, as if someone had hit him on the head with a stick. He couldn't help being frightened and angry. He quickly pushed Dugu Bo away with a snake's tail and retreated hastily.

"If you want to run away, ask Grandpa for his gun first!" Yang Wudi shouted coldly, and a cold star stabbed She Long directly.

She Long thrust out a snake spear and collided with the tip of Yang Wudi's spear. Then he retreated due to the recoil. He was already a hundred meters away. He turned around and shouted sharply: "I want to leave, who can stop me? Wait a minute." Come on, this elder will not let it go, I want your Qingyun Sect to be restless!"

Everyone couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, knowing that if She Long escaped, the consequences would be disastrous. If a guy with a title of Douluo unscrupulously seeks revenge, it would be a very scary thing.

He's not afraid of thieves, but he's afraid of being missed. What's more, he's a powerful thief!

Yuan Wentian's expression became solemn, he held the Star Sword across his chest, held the magic formula in his left hand, stepped on the seven stars, walked seven steps in the air, the Star Sword proudly pierced the sky, and recited softly: "Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple, turns into divine thunder .The brilliant power of heaven, lead it with the sword!"

The clouds that had been blasted away by countless magic weapons and soul skills suddenly emerged with countless dark clouds.

The black clouds above Beidou Mountain were rolling and boiling. From time to time, lightning flashed, and even an electric silver dragon roared.

yah...

The thunderclouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, as if they could not stop at all. A pale electric light spanned the sky, as if it was about to split the sky in half. The light illuminated the dark sky and earth brightly. Yuan Wentian stood in the sky, his two hands There was a flash of electric arc hidden in the eyes.

Amidst the roar, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a huge pillar of thunder and lightning shot out from the Star Sword, heading straight for She Long...

"Do not!!"

She Long screamed in despair, and his body was suddenly submerged in the blue-white current...

The Spirit Masters from the Wuhun Palace who attacked Qingyun Sect were all wiped out. Four Titled Douluo and fifteen Spirit Douluo, none of them were spared!

This battle caused a sensation throughout the continent, and everything is not over yet, this is just the beginning!