Douluo: The Way of Martial Arts

"The Xingluo royal family is really disappointing."

Gu Yi lazily crossed his legs and sat in the unparalleled position that represented the Star Luo Empire.

Below are the nobles and ministers who were once high and mighty.

Everyone was angry, but to no avail.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Emperor Xingluo finally stood up with the help of the ministers beside him. Although several ribs were broken, he still maintained his royal demeanor.

This is a good point.

After all, if it is an empire that advocates force, it would be ironic if the leader is a cowardly being.

"My purpose is very clear, to bring Zhu Zhuqing here safe and sound."

Shame, the biggest shame in the history of the Star Luo Empire.

Emperor Xingluo was preparing to fight to the death when a beautiful figure rushed in from outside the palace.

Mature, charming, and a bit noble, her face and body look somewhat similar to those of the two sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun.

"Queen, you came just in time."

Emperor Xingluo had a bit of surprise in his eyes.

In this way, he can use martial soul fusion skills and perhaps defeat the madman who occupies his position.

Gu Yiman didn't care and didn't interrupt them from performing martial soul fusion skills like before.

I came here this time just to defeat these people.

Make them self-aware.

The power of the royal family has no effect at all in front of the top strong men.

In the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak.

Only when you reach the peak will you see a different scenery.

Some of my previous thoughts have also changed.

Force may not convince everyone, but it can convince everyone.

So what if you are domineering.

"Your arrogance will lead you to death."

Emperor Xingluo held the queen tightly in his arms. The two looked at each other with eyes full of each other, and a powerful force was born.

Roar!

A shocking roar announced the appearance of the Netherworld White Tiger.

"interesting."

Gu Yi sat motionless on the throne, quietly watching the Netherworld White Tiger whose soul power was getting stronger and stronger.

The martial soul fusion skills performed by these two people are really good, and their soul power is about to reach level ninety-five.

Compared with the martial soul fusion performed by Davis and Zhu Zhuyun before, the compatibility is much higher. After all, they have been working together for so many years.

But it's only level ninety-four.

If he could be promoted to a titled Douluo, maybe Gu Yi would take a high look at him.

Now...raise your hand to destroy it!

The Netherworld White Tiger breaks.

The aura of the Netherworld White Tiger surged again, breaking through level ninety-four and reaching level ninety-five.

It's a pity that it's still too weak.

The powerful impact brought by the Netherworld White Tiger came to the throne in the blink of an eye.

All the ministers waited with bated breath, looking forward to the final result, but found that this was an almost invincible power in their eyes, and Gu Yi didn't even move his eyelids.

Within a short distance, Gu Yi stretched out his well-jointed fingers and flicked them as if playing with children.

With such a seemingly slight flick, the Netherworld White Tiger flew directly backwards and landed outside the hall.

The whole audience was shocked!

He looked at Gu Yi sitting on the throne in disbelief.

How strong is this person!

With a snap of their fingers, they defeated a being they thought was invincible.

"Thief, take your life."

One person held a sword in both hands and jumped up. The long sword in his hand shone with powerful soul power fluctuations, as if he was looking forward to death.

Gu Yi didn't even put his eyes on him, and knocked him away with a shock of soul power.

"Tianyu: Space is shortened!"

Before anyone could react, the Netherworld White Tiger that had just been knocked away flew back and landed on the main hall.

"Since you won't cooperate, I want to see if it's because of your stubbornness or because of your stubbornness."

A light cyan cyclone condensed on the hall, and then wrapped everyone in it.

"Thief, no matter what you do, we will never surrender to you, don't even think about it.

When the army comes, you won't even have any corpses left. "

The man who was knocked away just now was very arrogant. He controlled the Star Luo Empire's legion and always believed that the power of the legion was unstoppable.

No matter the soul master, no matter the titled Douluo, there is only one way to defeat in front of my army.

"Really? I also want to see who dies first."

Gu Yi didn't care at all.

Just like humans don't care if there are ants under their feet.

"Enjoy the taste of vacuum."

Gu Yi is sitting on the throne. I really don't know how many people can persist until the end.

The Nether White Tiger was very unwilling to give up and hit the surface of the wind ball crazily.

Various soul powers and soul skills are released in the wind ball.

"It's a little difficult to breathe."

Soon they discovered that there was less and less air in the storm ball, with less air coming in and more air coming out.

Every minute, the air in the storm ball decreases.

The Netherworld White Tiger, which was originally very aggressive, also returned to its previous appearance due to the decrease in air.

There was less and less air, and the atmosphere in the wind ball became more and more solemn. An aura of panic spread in the wind ball.

No one wants to die, let alone suffocate to death.

That would be the most terrifying punishment in the world, and they knew this better than anyone else.

"No, I don't want to die, I can't die."

One of the ministers was overwhelmed by the fear in his heart. He knelt in the wind ball and kowtowed crazily towards Gu Yi.

"Please let me go. I was not involved in imprisoning your apprentice. I don't want to die."

The first, the second, and soon the entire hall was filled with begging for mercy.

Gu Yi remained unmoved, looking calmly at Emperor Xingluo, who had to squat on the ground because the air was getting thinner.

A few minutes passed, and there was not much air left in the storm. There was not enough air for a dozen or twenty people to breathe.

Gu deliberately slowed down the speed of the wind ball to extract air, as if to torture them.

The purpose this time is to leave an indelible mark on their hearts.

They were scared to see him and didn't dare to face him.

Uh...

The air in the wind balloon is exhausted, and the next step is to extract the air from the human body.

Soul masters possess extraordinary power, but after all, they are not beyond the realm of human beings.

Everyone covered their necks and struggled in pain.

He breathed heavily, but couldn't breathe anything. Instead, he wasted the little oxygen in his body.

His chest was rising and falling lower and lower every time, and he opened his mouth but it had no effect at all.

You can only sit and wait for death.

After another ten breaths, some people even fainted and entered a state of suspended animation. If they could no longer breathe air, they would die within a short time.

Due to lack of oxygen, the ministers trapped in the storm had bulging eyeballs. From the first begging for mercy, to the current resentment and curse.

Emperor Xingluo has long lost the majesty of an emperor, and everyone is equal before death.

Death is not scary, what is scary is the process of death.

Snapped!

Gu Yi snapped his fingers, and the wind ball suspended in the air shattered. Everyone fell straight to the ground, but no one screamed.

All that could be heard was the loud gasping sound.

There is no loyalty, no desperate resistance, no resentment in these people's eyes, only the desire for life.

"Tell me your choice."