[Douluo] Xue Ji Chuchen

Jealousy, possession, perdition, destruction, on the not-so-wide streets, the worst desires in human nature surround one person, growing infinitely and ready to move.

The figure of the big man seemed to be a signal to take action. In an instant, nearly thirty people jumped up and rushed towards the long-coveted white figure.

Standing in the center of all eyes, Lan Chu's expression did not change at all and he spoke calmly, "The fourth soul skill, Yao Jin Luo Arc."

The black soul ring flickered for a moment and turned into a huge golden halo, floating next to Lan Chu.

That was her fourth soul skill, Yaojin Falling Arc, her sixth soul skill and below attacks, with a defense level of 100%.

The aperture expanded in the blink of an eye, sending the big man at the front flying away. Immediately afterwards, a series of collision sounds were heard. The dozens of people who rushed forward, without exception, all flew backwards the moment they came into contact with the golden light. .

She can use soul skills.

Everyone's heart sank.

For a moment, the golden light subsided slightly, and Lan Chu, who was in the light, was still walking slowly and leisurely, with a flawless white cloak and a calm expression.

After turning pale with shock, an even stronger desire arose in the hearts of the onlookers, whether it was killing or possessing, in short, they just wanted to drag the person in the light down into the mud.

For a moment, the whole street shook.

It was useless, the powerful golden light circle moved slowly on the street, and wherever it passed, everyone turned upside down.

Soon, Lan Chu walked to the middle of the street. The crowd behind him collapsed on the ground in a mess. In front of him, the crowd filled with possession and killing had solidified.

Almost everyone had just seen the black soul ring.

They all know what the ten-thousand-year soul skill means to ordinary people.

"How can you be depraved if you don't have a life, right?" Lan Chu's eyes fell lightly on the man closest to her. Han Feng was hiding. He had never seen the person she did anything to, so he would really have a sincere conversation. illusion.

Among the people with their own thoughts, no one dared to come forward alone anymore, they were all looking at each other.

If they had a common goal just now, now that the opponent's combat power has become clear, no one is willing to take the lead again even if they still have evil intentions.

The street seemed to be calm again, but it did not last long, because nearly ten men were suddenly suspended in the air, with dark green vines tightly wrapped around their necks, and then they were thrown far away, their whole bodies convulsing.

"Get out of the way," the cold voice echoed among the dilapidated walls. It was obviously without any ripples, but it seemed to be holding everyone's throat.

Even so, the dozens of people blocking Lan Chu still had no intention of getting out of the way.

Naturally, they didn't want to let a fresh lamb that was brought to their mouths just leave.

This is very close to the killing fields of hell.

More and more people poured into the not particularly spacious streets, many of them victors who had just walked out of the killing fields of hell.

The crowd who came later didn't know what had just happened. They only saw the staggering crowd. Naturally, they were unwilling to let go of such a killing opportunity.

On the street, the first group of people and the new arrivals started fighting.

Soon, the roads were littered with corpses.

The first person to climb out of the mountain of corpses was a man who had just won 35 games in the Hell Killing Fields.

His unabashedly dirty eyes were fixed on the white figure, and he let out a ferocious smile. As he walked towards Lan Chu, he yelled loudly, and his words were extremely filthy.

"Trouble," Lan Chu sighed helplessly in his heart, suddenly regretting that he had been so soft-hearted just now.

With a flick of his left wrist, the Broken Rainbow Bracelet has quietly turned into a long sword. The sword energy is restrained and deep, and the golden light suddenly appears, but it does not lose its scorching edge.

She originally wanted not to kill anyone.

But now, it's obviously impossible.

Since the murderous intention has arisen, there is no need to say anything more.

The flawless white figure has reached its peak, leaving only a shadow accompanied by golden light.

Like a puff of smoke passing through the messy crowd, Lan Chu jumped to a street lamp on the side of the road and looked at the stunned people indifferently. The long sword in his hand was still shining with golden light and was not stained with blood.

In the place where the white shadow had just flashed, the crowd fell down one after another like a collapsed city wall. They didn't even have a chance to raise their weapons. Except for a very thin blood mark on their throats, there were no other wounds on their bodies.

Then, there was deathly silence.

The air was silent for a moment, and then there was the dull sound of flesh and blood flying not far away.

Before Lan Chu could look away, the dark crowd retreated like a tide.

The road that was originally as dark as a carpet suddenly revealed its original appearance, and the ancient stone road reflected a faint purple light.

When Lan Chu took a closer look, he saw a young man with dark blue hair walking in the middle of an incongruous passage. The thing he was holding in his left hand turned out to be the Clear Sky Hammer.

The man had a mask on his face and his clothes were stained with blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fight.

The man with dark blue hair was Tang San. Not long ago, he walked out of the Hell Killing Fields and killed a group of fallen people. Unexpectedly, the originally stacked crowd actually moved out of the way.

He was puzzled but not afraid at the same time. He walked straight in and unexpectedly ran into Lan Chu.

Tang San recognized Lan Chu, but his appearance had changed drastically, and coupled with the presence of the mask, Lan Chu didn't recognize him at all.

The people who took the initiative to get out of the way were naturally not giving in because they were afraid of Tang San's ability. They were planning to reap the benefits.

King Shura is known to everyone in the city of killings. He has killed countless people and his methods are ruthless. Many people want to kill him, but they have not been able to do so.

And after what happened in a short period of time, those people all knew that Lan Chu was not easy to mess with.

The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains. They all hope that the two will fight until both lose, and then, when it is time to take action, when it is time to kill, they will get the best of both worlds.

Tang San naturally knew what the group of people surrounding them were thinking, but at this moment, although he didn't understand why Lan Chu appeared here, he inexplicably had the idea of ​​competing.

In the Soul Master Competition three years ago, he was sure to win, but at the last moment, he still lost to Wuhundian Academy.

But now, the sword that shattered his championship hopes was shining brightly in front of him, with golden light flowing out, making it difficult for him to give up the idea of ​​​​deciding the outcome.

What he holds in his hand is the Haotian Hammer, which is known as the "No. [-] Martial Spirit in the World". After Tang Hao's special training and more than a year of tempering in the Killing City, the random cloak hammer technique has been perfected. He feels that he He will not lose to Lan Chu.

"We're all waiting," Lan Chu glanced at the surging crowd, feeling reassured, and turned to Tang San with a smile, "Do you want to fight?"

"Your sword is very interesting. I would like to try your sword." Tang San's body was suddenly filled with murderous aura. He raised his left hand and the Clear Sky Hammer stirred up a powerful air current.

"You can give it a try," Lan Chu turned the sword upside down with interest and glanced vaguely at the windy streets, "Don't risk your life."

"If you want to kill me, you have to have that ability," Tang San said, "If we have a battle regardless of life or death, I don't want to take advantage of those people."

Beside the street, the crowd gathered could no longer hold back any longer, and they all raised their ears. They wanted to wait for a "golden bird behind", but unexpectedly the two people actually started chatting, and they chatted for a long time.

"Why are you so interested in my sword?" Lan Chu pretended to be thoughtful, "Have you ever seen me use a sword?"

As soon as Lan Chu spoke, Tang San was obviously stunned for a moment. Was he recognized?

Flicking his wrist and slightly withdrawing his sword, Lan Chu seemed to have guessed Tang San's thoughts. He raised the tip of the sword and pointed it at him, "I don't know you, but you are the second Haotian Sect member I have met. One is named Tang San, he should be quite famous in your sect, he was defeated by me three years ago."

"Just because he lost to you, it doesn't mean I can," Tang San said calmly and answered accurately. Lan Chu was from the Spirit Hall, but now his appearance has changed drastically. Almost no one knows, which helps him hide himself. .

Lan Chu raised his eyebrows and said, "How about we make a bet, who wins and who will solve this group of people?"

"can."

Without saying another word, Tang San moved and swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, using random cloak hammering techniques, the first strike.

Before coming to the city of killing, Tang San had been training with Tang Hao under the waterfall. The five hundred kilograms of the Clear Sky Hammer, with Tang San's charged blow, could produce an explosive force that was extremely terrifying. Just entering the city of killing At the time, he used this hammer to directly destroy the right arm of a black-armored knight.

The rich black light on the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly fluctuated, and the strong air current spread, forcing the few people gathered in front to take a few steps back involuntarily, because they could already smell the smell of death.

Different from the frightened onlookers, Lan Chu faced the Clear Sky Hammer head-on.

Tang San's hammering skills had been honed over time, and so had her swordsmanship.

Although the Broken Rainbow Bracelet is powerful, it cannot be controlled without a strong mind and physical fitness.

Her swordsmanship was practiced by Ju Douluo himself. The extremely fast and sharp flower blade made her confused at the beginning, leaving her nowhere to escape, leaving her with small blood marks, injuries, and scabs all over her body. Fall off and get injured again.

In order to practice her sword, she would experience a tear every week, which was caused by the collision of the most evil energy, causing pain like thousands of ants eating her heart.

After struggling a lot, she finally turned the sword shadow deep in her memory into her own sword intention.

Later, she could tear through the strong wind with the power of a sword, or she could knock off the sharp blades coming from all directions with her raised hand, and build an airtight protective shield for herself just by swinging the sword.

In three full years, she went from staggering around at the beginning to being able to do it with ease now. Now, she can compete with an ordinary Soul Emperor or even a Soul Saint without any soul skills, just with a sword.

The shadow of the sword flashed, Lan Chu's wrist slightly raised, and the long sword swept towards the Clear Sky Hammer with precision like a flying dragon.

Black and golden light intertwined for a moment, and the long sword in Lan Chu's hand improbably resisted the Clear Sky Hammer, forcibly cutting off the whistling airflow.

Tang San was slightly startled, the power of the first strike in his hand almost completely dissipated the moment the sword tip passed across it.

Without even a moment's pause, with the help of the powerful force of the first hammer, Tang San twisted his body and swung the second hammer, the power of the two hammers merging.

On the long sword, the light shines brightly, and under the dazzling golden light, there is a vast and majestic power. It is not sharp, not suppressed, not heavy, silent, but has supreme power.

Gently grazing the body of the Clear Sky Hammer, the long sword in Lan Chu's hand suddenly changed direction and struck at the Clear Sky Hammer at a very strange angle. With just one blow, the hammer technique that was charging was completely broken.