"Just use you to experiment with this trick."

Ning Ye's voice came from the top of his head. Although it was blocked by the roof, Jugui Douluo did not see Ning Ye's figure.

But I felt a sense of danger in my heart, and I could only look at each other quickly. The figures of Ju Gui Douluo and the others rushed out of the door, quickly separated, and left to both sides of Tianshui City.

“Is it useful to separate it?”

Ning Ye's laughter seemed to be heard in the sky.

The people in Tianshui City watched the strange dark clouds gather in the sky, but they didn't understand what was going on.

There were only a few high-level soul masters, and Superman's eyes looked at the small figure beside the dark clouds, his eyes full of fear.

"boom!"

With a roar of thunder, the people of the whole city watched a thunder pillar falling down, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated. There was only a white cloud in the center, and a figure appeared in it.

Feeling the increasingly intense feeling of death, the chrysanthemum ghost Douluo burst out with his strongest strength at the same time. The nine soul rings on his body kept flashing, and the true body of the martial soul was opened.

A powerful pressure burst out, and the people along the way felt the terrifying momentum, all their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled, as if they had encountered a hunter at the top of the food chain, and could only surrender.

"What can I do if I have a titled Douluo?"

Ning Ye, who was sitting upright on the clouds, looked at the Jugui Douluo's trump card, but shook his head.

The huge falling thunder pillar seemed to be pulled, scattered in the air, turning into two slightly thinner thunder pillars, shooting towards the Jugui Douluo at a speed that even the soul master could not detect.

"Ah! Ah!"

Under the constantly shrinking pupils of Jugui Douluo, two thunder pillars seemed to have entered a state of no one, easily destroying all the defense measures of the two Douluo, and hitting their bodies. Two sharp screams resounded throughout Tianshui City.

About three or five seconds later, Ning Ye's figure flashed. Looking at the chrysanthemum ghost Douluo who was already charred together by his wormhole, he suddenly became a little lost: "You are just like this."

The strength of Jugui Douluo is actually not weak. With his martial soul fusion skills, he is a relatively strong presence in the first level of the title Douluo, but facing the power of heaven, it is not something that humans can resist.

"Sher!"

Just as Ning Ye was lost, a sword energy that seemed to be able to cut space shot up five meters beside Ning Ye, and the explosion was so fast that even the agile attack ghost Douluo could not match.

Ning Ye's body was cut by the sword energy, and it was easily cut in half like a piece of tender tofu. The two bodies separated and fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

A figure appeared beside him, wearing a black robe and under his wide sleeves, his left arm seemed to disappear, and only his right hand was holding a very slender sword about one meter long, with nine soul rings rhythmic, two yellow, three purple, three black, and finally the soul ring with a hint of red told the world that he was the title Douluo.

"It's really a waste, and I have to take action to deal with it."

Looking at the chrysanthemum ghost Douluo, who was charred but was not dead but fainted, his eyes were filled with disdain.

His eyes moved to Ning Ye's incomplete body, with a strong hatred: "What can you do if you are genius? You are killed by me. Even if you do it again, you will have to die. Who made you his grandson?"

"Yeah?"

Ning Ye's voice came from all directions.

The one-armed man's face changed without any hesitation, and his body flashed quickly and left. As he left, he looked at Ning Ye's incomplete body.

The body slowly faded away under the sunlight, and the blood flowing out changed into thunder powers, condensed together to form a small thunder pillar to rush towards Bai Jingnan's body.

The speed of the Thunder Pillar is extremely fast. Even a Douluo, a sensible attack-type title-sealed Douluo, will be caught up for a long time. However, the speed of the one-armed man is a few points faster than that of the Ghost Douluo. Moreover, several soul rings on his body are flashing, increasing his speed by a fraction. In just a few seconds, the Thunder Pillar cannot catch up for a while.

"boom!"

At the moment of avoiding, the eighth black soul ring on the one-armed man's body lit up, and the slender sword in his hand swung again, and an invisible sword energy struck the thunder pillar. A violent explosion sounded and the thunder pillar disappeared.

Ning Ye stood beside Ju Gui Douluo, looking at the one-armed man who was constantly moving away, with a chuckle on his lips.

After acting for so long, I finally attracted this hidden little boss.

One of the worshipers of the Wu Soul Hall, the peak Douluo at level 96, is a soul master with a sharp attack system and has achieved great success in swordsmanship.

During the Conrad period, more than ten years ago, he challenged his grandfather, Sword Douluo, but his grandfather cut off his left arm and lost it, and then disappeared.

He joined the Spirit Hall seven or eight years ago, and his soul power had increased to level 95. After joining, he was earned by the worship hall because of his last 100,000-year soul ring that he didn't know how to get.

Ning Ye was assassinated many times before, and some of them were organized by him. Ning Ye has always wanted to find him and solve this disaster.

But after losing, the one-armed man's personality became calm and even a bit terrible. He would never come forward by himself as long as he could do nothing to pass through his own hands. This time he was really sure that he was attracted by Ning Ye.

"Grandpa didn't kill you, it was his kindness, but if you attack me, it's your damn."

Looking at the disappeared one-armed man, Ning Ye murmured to himself.

He glanced at the jujube Douluo who was still fainting, and his eyes flashed. To be on the safe side, a wave of his hand surged out, turning into two halos to tie up the jujube Douluo who was not dead.

A large amount of data flashed in his eyes, and a dark cloud gathered again in the sky above the Jugui Douluo. Thunders that were enough to make the soul saint fall flash in it. The thunder halo tied to Jugui Douluo's body seemed to be supported. The power of thunder was great and quickly destroyed the bodies of Jugui Douluo and the others.

The crackling sound lasted for several seconds, and a system prompt sound came from Ning Ye's ear.

"Ding, kill two 95-level titled Douluo, get two million super god coins, and increase the level of soul power for four."

"As the host kills more than the fourth level, the rewards will be increased by four times."

"Due to the limitations of the rules, the soul power level cannot be increased for the time being. The soul power has been converted into a soul power bead. The host can use it by himself after obtaining the soul ring."

Listening to the system's prompt sound, Ning Ye slowly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and this wave of harvest was coming.

The super god coins are at least tens of millions, and the soul power beads are enough for him to reach the god level.
Chapter completed!