Chapter 75 Yang Potian slaughters ghosts and monsters, showing the power of his soul bone skills!
"Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Yang Potian, even Ning Fengzhi and others are here. Did they go to the Xingdou Great Forest?"
The ghost didn't dare to act rashly, but still stood in front of everyone.
"Could it be this kid! It is said that Yang Potian has broken through to the Titled Douluo, and he should have gone to the Xingdou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, but what kind of soul beast is worth such a big fuss?"
"A hundred thousand year old soul beast? Impossible~"
Yang Potian and others looked at each other when they saw this. There was already some impatience in Chen Xin's eyes. The people from the Spirit Hall were really a nuisance!
"Make way!" Yang Potian had no good feelings towards the people of the Spirit Hall, and then he spoke coldly.
When the ghost heard this, his eyes narrowed and a nameless fire rose in his heart.
I am the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, a peak Super Douluo at level 95. How dare you, Yang Potian, ask me to give way before Chen Xin and others even say anything?
It’s really contrary to Tiangang!
"What if I don't let you go?" Gui Mei thought that Chen Xin and the others would not dare to attack him openly.
It must be said that Guimei is indeed more courageous and decisive than Yueguan. No wonder he can become the grand elder of the Spirit Hall.
"You might die." Yang Potian's eyes flashed coldly, and only the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear remained in his pupils.
Feeling the change in Yang Potian's aura, Chen Xin and the others silently took two steps back, and everyone looked at Guimei as if he were an idiot.
There were so many Title Douluo and Soul Douluo present, but you chose to provoke the most terrifying one.
"Guimei, you are such a cool kid! I, Gu Rong, admire you from the bottom of my heart!" Gu Rong smiled mysteriously and gave Guimei a thumbs up.
Guimei was a little overwhelmed by Gu Rong for a moment, and his face was full of confusion, but what was important now was the threat from the boy in front of him.
"Boy, I heard that you have broken through to the Titled Douluo level. Even if you get a spirit ring, you can't be my opponent. But you are so arrogant just because you have just been promoted to the Titled Douluo level."
"You are worthy of being called the most crazy person on the continent! I am standing here today. If you dare, just kill me."
"You actually have such an excessive request, then I will grant you your wish!"
Yang Potian took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of the ghost. His martial soul, the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear, had appeared at some point, and the tip of the spear flashed an endless cold light in the air.
"What!?"
In the ghost's eyes, it seemed as if a real dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit towards him. The speed was so fast that even he could only see a faint afterimage.
"Puff!" The ghostly dark gold armor was easily torn to pieces, and a deep wound was cut on his chest by the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear.
Streams of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
"How dare you really do that!" The ghost was horrified and quickly retreated, using his soul power to stop the bleeding.
“Don’t you want to die? Since you like to block the way, then stay here forever.” Yang Potian’s tone was full of murderous intent. He waved the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear in his hand, and spear shadows appeared in the sky.
"Boy looking for death!"
"First Soul Skill, Ghost Clone!"
"Third soul skill, Killing Ghost Transformation!"
"Fourth soul skill, ghost shadow!"
The ghost was obviously angry and used three soul skills at once. With the appearance of the ghost, the temperature around him dropped, and Yang Potian was surrounded by ghosts.
These are all just his clones.
"A mere trifle, an external soul bone, and the golden pupils of a divine tiger!" Two golden rays of light shot out from Yang Potian's eyes. The sacred light restrained the ghosts, and all the demons and monsters disappeared between heaven and earth.
The ghost's true figure has been locked by him. The ghost is actually running away at full speed at this moment, and has already run one kilometer away just now.
"It's too late to run now." Chen Xin's sharp eyes have penetrated the
From the very beginning, Guimei was at a disadvantage and was injured by the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear. Guimei was indeed very cautious and knew that the Soul-Breaking Spear martial spirit was not easy to deal with, so his first choice was to escape.
Unfortunately, the person he met was Yang Potian.
Just those two golden lights were obviously the skills brought by the external soul bone.
Because when Yang Potian used his soul skill just now, no soul bone appeared on his head, and he did not unfold his soul ring. In addition, the Soul-Breaking Spear martial spirit would not bring pupil soul skills to soul masters! "I said Yang Potian is not really going to kill the ghost, right?" Gu Rong asked uncertainly.
This is the grand elder of the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall will definitely be shocked if Guimei dies.
"Haha~" Chen Xin laughed disdainfully upon hearing this, and then said in a cold voice: "Did you see Gui Mei? Did you see Gui Mei die today? We didn't see Gui Mei, how would we know that he was dead?"
Upon hearing this, all the Soul Douluo swallowed their saliva, fearing that Sword Douluo would kill them to silence them.
"That's right, what ghosts or no ghosts? We didn't see any at all!"
"That's right!"
Ning Fengzhi did not speak at this time, but a ruthlessness that had never appeared before appeared in his eyes.
Yang Potian has already fought with the ghost and injured it. According to the ghost's temperament, he will definitely not let Yang Potian go. As long as he has the chance, he will bite Yang Potian hard.
This place is deserted and a little far from the nearby cities. Anyway, the Spirit Hall has been suppressing the top three sects for a long time, so let's take the initiative and collect some interest.
As the leader of a sect, you must not only be kind to your subordinates, but also be ruthless beyond ordinary people when necessary. At this moment, ghosts must die!
"Uncle Jian, you keep an eye on the ghost. Since he has chosen to take action, don't let him get away!"
"He can't run away!"
Chen Xin is full of confidence in Yang Potian.
The ghost who escaped one kilometer away looked at Yang Potian behind him with resentment.
"Boy, you dared to hurt me when I was careless. I will remember this grudge!"
The properties of the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear were still tearing apart the soul power in his body. The wounds could no longer be suppressed, and the direction he fled was the nearest Soto City.
As long as they arrived at the Wuhun Hall in Soto City, he dared to bet that Yang Potian would not dare to attack again.
All the members of the Pozhi clan are crazy, and Yang Potian is the worst among the crazy ones. He does things without thinking about the consequences. He is really crazy!
"You still hold a grudge? Do you think you can get away with it? Naive!"
"The core left leg bone skill of the Dragon Pattern Mountains and Rivers! Nine Dragons Stepping into the Sky!"
The aura of the million-year soul bone in Yang Potian’s left leg burst out, far exceeding that of a Titled Douluo. The instant it was released made the ghost’s hair stand on end, as if a thorn was on his back.
He now had only one thought, which was to run forward desperately.
However, the next moment, an inexplicable pressure appeared above his head. He looked up, and at that one glance he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
Yang Potian, who had been left behind by him, suddenly appeared above him. What was even more terrifying was that nine circles of soul rings were flashing around him, and the two hundred thousand year soul rings were so dazzling.
His body was locked by a force and he couldn't move. At this moment he was finally frightened and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead.
Only then did he realize that Yang Potian was not fooling him and that he might really die.
Yang Potian really dared to kill him.
"No, no, no! You can't kill me. I am the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall. If you kill me, the Pope will not let you go!" The ghost's pupils shrank into needles and kept begging for mercy.
"Don't worry, your pope will pay a heavy price. Her fate will definitely be worse than yours!" Yang Potian smiled disdainfully, and the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear in his hand slowly fell.
(End of this chapter)