Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

The sound of the wind around him seemed to stop because of his decisive words, and the entire space was shrouded in the breath of death.

The depressing atmosphere seemed to be able to freeze people's souls.

"Really? I want to see how you guys can attack Tang Lan with us here to protect you today!"

Ice Bear Douluo snorted coldly. His tall and mighty body was like an unshakable mountain, exuding a shocking aura.

His broad chest rose and fell violently, like surging waves.

His sturdy arms were clenched tightly, veins bulging out, like giant winding green dragons.

It seemed to contain endless power that could break free and burst out at any time.

His thick palms seemed to be able to crush boulders easily, but at this moment they were trembling slightly with anger.

Every tremor seemed to cause a small earthquake.

Ice Bear Douluo's eyes were wide open, burning with rage.

The flames seemed to devour Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo in an instant, leaving no trace of residue.

His voice exploded like thunder:

"You shameless bunch, do you think you can scare us with just a few harsh words? That's just wishful thinking!"

The sound was deafening, creating ripples in the air.

It seemed to shatter everything around it.

His stern gaze swept across Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo, with undisguised provocation and contempt.

That gaze was like a sharp blade, cutting through the enemy's mental defenses.

His knife-like face was tense at the moment, and the lines were even more resolute.

The stubble on his chin was as hard as steel needles, as if it could pierce the enemy's skin.

"Today, as long as I am here, you will not dare to touch Tang Lan!"

Ice Bear Douluo's oath echoed in the air, firm and resolute.

at this time,

The aura of Ice Bear Douluo continued to rise, and the temperature around him seemed to drop sharply because of his anger.

There was a chill in the air.

The coldness seemed to be able to freeze one's blood.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the ground beneath his feet, as if it could not withstand his overwhelming force.

The crack spread rapidly like a spider web, making people terrified.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ice Bear Douluo took the lead in attacking Ghost Scythe Douluo.

He stomped his feet on the ground so hard that the whole earth shook and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

The powerful force made the earth groan in pain.

His burly body was like a cannonball fired from a gun, rushing towards Ghost Scythe Douluo with an unstoppable momentum.

His speed was as fast as lightning. Wherever he passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

His eyes were wide open, burning with rage, as if he wanted to burn Ghost Scythe Douluo to ashes.

As he charged, the air around him was squeezed by his powerful force, making a "sizzling" sound.

A series of air vortices visible to the naked eye were formed.

Those whirlpools were like the devil's mouth, trying to swallow everything.

Ice Bear Douluo roared, like a thunderous explosion.

His strong arms were raised high, his muscles tense as if they were made of steel.

The clenched fist carried an overwhelming force and smashed towards Ghost Scythe Douluo.

The power contained in that fist seemed to be able to destroy a mountain.

At the same time, the first soul ring on Ice Bear Douluo lit up, and the bright light bloomed like a scorching sun, instantly illuminating the dim battlefield.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if the light of God had descended to the earth.

The light contained endless power and majesty, making people dare not look directly at it.

It seems that just one look at it will engulf you in its power.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful soul power surged out from the soul ring and quickly poured into Ice Bear Douluo's body.

His muscles bulged instantly and veins popped out, as if they were about to break through the constraints of his skin, demonstrating a terrifying strength beyond that of ordinary people.

At this moment, Ice Bear Douluo was like an ancient war god descending, exuding an unparalleled aura.

His existence seemed to be a symbol of victory, which made the enemies feel fear and deterred them.

"Leave this Ice Bear Douluo to me!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo snorted coldly.

His sinister eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness.

I saw the third soul ring on his body suddenly light up, the light was like a ghost fire from the abyss of the underworld, dark green and strange.

"Third soul skill, Ghost Scythe Slash!"

He roared, his voice filled with endless murderous intent.

at the same time,

The ghost sickle in his hand was instantly enveloped by a layer of thick dark green light.

There was a faint sound of ghost cries coming from the light, which made people shudder.

Ghost Scythe Douluo held the long handle of the Ghost Scythe tightly with both hands and raised it high.

As he moved, the air around him seemed to be distorted by this evil force, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

He swung the ghost sickle violently, and a huge dark green sickle blade broke through the air, whistling towards Ice Bear Douluo with an aura of destruction.

Wherever the sickle blade passed, the space was torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, as if it was going to split the entire world in two.

Strange runes flickered on the sickle blade.

It exuded a sickening evil aura, as if it was a blade of death summoned from the depths of hell, ready to completely devour Ice Bear Douluo.

"What an evil force! I feel like my soul is about to be devoured."

Tang Ya stared at the ghost sickle that emitted a strange light, her voice trembling and her heart shaking.

Her face turned pale as paper in an instant, and her eyes were filled with fear and anxiety.

Jiang Nannan and Yu'er also nodded, their bodies trembling slightly. That kind of power made them very uncomfortable.

Jiang Nannan bit her lips tightly, frowned, and said:

"This power is so terrifying that it makes people feel irresistible and hopeless."

Yu'er folded her arms across her chest, as if trying to give herself a sense of security, her voice tinged with tears:

"I have never seen such an evil force. I feel like I am about to be crushed by it."

Ma Xiaotao's reaction was better than theirs, but facing Ghost Scythe Douluo's horrifying spirit skill, her expression became solemn.

She took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm, clenched her hands unconsciously, and said:

"Everyone be careful, this is definitely not something we can handle easily."

Tang Lan then waved her sleeves gracefully.

A gentle force was like a warm spring breeze, slowly and gently enveloping the four girls.

The power is as soft as a veil, yet it contains a firm sense of protection, which is continuous, dense and intertwined.

The four girls suddenly felt relaxed.

It was as if the heavy shackles that had been binding me for a long time suddenly broke apart.

The depression and discomfort brought by the evil force disappeared without a trace like smoke in an instant.