Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Let's talk about two other things. Chen Xiaojun was sitting in the carriage, thinking, when he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from outside, followed by a wave of fighting.

Cheng Yun's heart tightened, and he jumped out of the carriage nimbly, frowning, and shouted, "Changyun, what's going on?"

There was a sense of caution in her tone. Ever since Ling Yunxiao went to Tianlang County, Zhu Yanfeng's meridians were slightly injured, and Chen Hua could not be his attendant, the responsibility of guarding fell on her, Zhu Hefeng and Xia Ying.

Zhu Hefeng was too busy to handle everything, so he sent Zhu Changyun to accompany him. Xia Ying was not good at frontal combat, so the responsibility of guarding naturally fell on Cheng Yun's shoulders.

Thinking of the lesson from the attack three years ago, and Chen Xiaojun's special luck that was prone to "disasters", Cheng Yun's nerves couldn't help but become even more tense.

She looked up and saw a young woman running away on the roof of a house along the street a few dozen meters ahead, with three or four people chasing her closely.

The battle was quite large in scope, the streets were in a mess, and passers-by and vendors were hiding.

The woman looked to be around twenty years old, in the prime of her youth. Her face was as delicate as jade, and every inch of her skin was delicate and lustrous.

There is an indescribable charm between her eyebrows and eyes, which has the purity of a girl and a bit of mature charm.

Her figure is excellent, with exquisite curves and well-proportioned body, worthy of the praise of "angel face, devil body".

She was wearing a light yellow battle skirt, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, showing off her long legs and graceful figure.

She was wrapped in a layer of veil, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and fluttered in the wind, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, but it just outlined her graceful silhouette, giving people a sense of holiness and mystery.

While dodging and moving, Cheng Yun could see that this woman's cultivation had reached the Soul King realm.

She walked lightly, as if dancing, moving between the rooftops and the streets.

At this time, among the people chasing him, there was a boy with bangs covering half of his face, shouting wildly: "Hu Qianning, you can't escape! The fourth soul skill - Ghost Sequence Crazy Chapter!"

He just put his palms together, and the purple soul ring on his body suddenly expanded. A large number of black vines grew wildly from the ground, walls, and roofs, sweeping towards the woman Hu Qianning.

But Hu Qianning was not in a hurry. She stepped on the Qianhuan Step and danced lightly among the vines, as if she was playing with them.

At the same time, among the other pursuers there was a girl who also had a slim figure. The bell martial spirit in her hand swayed gently, and the lingering sound carried a strange melody.

"Sister Hu, don't be in such a hurry to leave. You must taste the power of this 'Third Soul Skill - Soul Pull'."

Before he finished speaking, the purple soul ring rippled and the sound of bells turned into invisible ripples, attacking Hu Qianning's mind directly and setting off huge waves in her sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Hu Qianning curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

As the heir of a great school of illusion, how could her strong mental strength be taken for granted?

"Liu Xinxin, your spiritual skills are nothing but a show of skill in front of me!"

After saying this, Hu Qianning raised her hands slightly and twisted her fingertips lightly, as if she was drawing an invisible talisman in the air. In her heart, she silently recited the secret method inherited from the sect.

"Concentration Heart Technique! Invulnerable to all evil!"

As she whispered in her heart, an invisible force surged in her sea of ​​consciousness.

This "Concentration Mind Art" is the treasure of the Illusion School. When practiced to the extreme, it can make the mind as solid as a rock, immune to all thoughts. Any mental attack will be like a drop in the ocean, leaving no trace.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual waves that might have been fluctuating due to external interference were now soothed by a warm and powerful force, shining brightly and gradually becoming as calm as water.

That light could dissolve all distracting thoughts and malicious intrusions, allowing her mind to return to the purest state of tranquility.

At the same time, her figure flashed lightly, and she shuttled like a ghost among the black vines that followed. Those vines that seemed to be pervasive were like clumsy dancers in front of her, and could not even touch the corners of her clothes.

Seeing this, Liu Xinxin was not annoyed, but smiled more charmingly, "Sister is right, I know I can't keep you, but delaying for a while is also good, isn't it?"

Before she finished her words, she had quietly retreated to the side, leaving the stage for the upcoming "highlight".

At this moment, a majestic aura descended from the sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar: "That's right, Hu Qianning, I'm here, prepare to die!"

"Fourth soul skill - Blood Circle Slash!"

I saw a sturdy man holding a hook knife made of white bones, with blood-like soul power wrapped around the knife. He was like a Shura returning from hell, circling and flying towards Hu Qianning.

Wherever the bone knife passed, vines broke one after another, with extraordinary sharpness.

Facing this sudden attack, Hu Qianning's expression remained unchanged. She shouted softly: "Fourth soul skill - Fox Tail Clothes!"

In an instant, brilliant colorful light bloomed behind her, and five tails wrapped her tightly like blooming flowers.

The soul power flowing in the tail is as gorgeous as a rainbow, but it contains a power that cannot be underestimated.

When the blood-colored bone knife came slashing with terrifying force, the colorful fox-tail robe seemed to have life. It trembled slightly, and an invisible force bounced the bone knife away, making a "clang" sound of metal clashing.

The bone knife was actually shaken and flew back, but Hu Qianning's figure was still standing under the colorful fox tail robe.

"If you want to hurt me, you are still far away!" Hu Qianning said coldly.

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At this time, Zhu Changyun was in a strong and vigorous shape. He had already pulled the reins and pulled the horse, and leaped in front of the horse like a flying swallow.

His eyes were solemn, and he quickly clasped his hands together, instantly activating his fifth soul skill - [Stone Armor Shield].

I saw a thick layer of stone armor pouring out from his body and quickly covering his entire body. At the same time, a huge shield formed in front of him, blocking the oncoming vines, raging air waves, and flying sparks.

Cheng Yun walked forward slowly with light steps and stood beside Zhu Changyun.

She looked sharply at the battlefield ahead.

In the carriage, Chen Xiaojun, Xiaoyi, Zhu Wuneng and Su Ningxia had already got off.

They stood there quietly, their eyes focused on the few people fighting wildly in front of them.

The hundred-meter-wide street has now turned into a huge battlefield, with soul power fluctuating everywhere and the light of various skills shining brightly.

Both sides in the battle showed their strengths. Some were as fast as lightning and moved quickly; some had great soul power and attacked like a tide; and some had exquisite illusions that dazzled people.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew up, and countless black vines rushed towards Chen Xiaojun and others like poisonous snakes coming out of their holes, bringing with them a chilling chill and fierce attack.

Zhu Changyun was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He took a step forward with the shield in hand and spun around suddenly. The shield in his hand turned into a sharp flywheel, with edges as sharp as knives and flashing cold light.

The black vines that were rushing towards me were cut off by the shield and scattered all over the ground like dead leaves swept by the autumn wind.

However, the black vines did not give up. They seemed to have some intelligence. After adjusting themselves, they accelerated again and attacked Chen Xiaojun and the others.

However, it stopped strangely not far from them.

At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from a vine.

That was the man with the side bangs. Upon closer inspection, he was no more than twenty years old, but his face was a little gloomy, and there was a gleam of displeasure in his eyes.

He swept his eyes across Zhu Changyun, and finally fixed on Chen Xiaojun, and said coldly: "My friend, the grudges in the soul master world are settled privately, I advise you not to interfere and meddle in other people's business!"