Chapter 212 Bloody Battle in the Palace 2
Only a series of slight collision sounds were heard, and the silver needles hit the target accurately, intercepting the several golden chrysanthemum petals firmly in mid-air.
Then, accompanied by a slight explosion sound, the golden chrysanthemum petals were instantly blown into countless tiny pieces, which fluttered down like golden powder and finally landed gently on the ground.
"Oh? Interesting!"
Seeing that his attack was blocked so easily, Ju Douluo couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and an interested smile appeared on his face.
His sharp eyes slowly turned to Tang San who was not far away, looking up and down at this seemingly ordinary yet hidden young man.
"I didn't expect that a eunuch like you could do this. However, this doesn't change the fact that you will be killed soon!"
Hearing such contemptuous and insulting words coming out of Ju Douluo's mouth, Tang San couldn't help but frown.
An extremely cold light flashed in his eyes for a moment, like two sharp swords piercing straight at Ju Douluo opposite him.
Ever since the unfortunate incident that caused him to lose his second brother, he has become extremely sensitive and concerned about other people's opinions on the matter.
However, in the past, relying on his noble status and powerful strength, even if the people around him had some thoughts in their minds, they would never dare to mention it in front of him easily.
Not to mention, openly mocking and ridiculing it like this.
But now, having just encountered someone from the Spirit Hall, the other party had no scruples about rubbing salt into his wounds, which undoubtedly completely enraged the long-suppressed anger in Tang San's heart.
It seems that the other party is tired of living!
Tang San's eyes suddenly sank. His originally clear and bright pupils now seemed like a bottomless dark pool, revealing a chilling and bloodthirsty murderous intent.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles made crackling sounds due to excessive force, and all the joints in his body began to creak due to extreme anger.
This time, he would never allow anyone to trample on his dignity!
Tang San's action made Ju Douluo's eyes narrow suddenly, and a strong sense of mockery flashed in his eyes.
"What? You got angry because I said a few words to you? A eunuch is a eunuch. Even if he breaks through the Title Douluo, he will never be able to achieve anything. I advise you to just accept your fate!"
"Humph! I'm still more of a man than a sissy like you!"
After saying that, Tang San directly activated his hundred thousand year spirit skill.
"Ninth soul skill, Blue Silver Shura King Soul!"
Along with his roar, the seemingly ordinary blue silver grass around him suddenly began to intertwine and entangle with each other rapidly as if pulled by some mysterious force, and finally successfully combined into an extremely huge humanoid King Kong.
Look at this giant, his body is more than dozens of feet tall, as intimidating as a towering mountain.
What is even more shocking is that this giant actually has six strong and powerful arms, and on each palm, he is tightly holding a huge sword that is shining with cold light and full of blood.
These swords were a strange dark red in color, and the blades emitted a strong bloody smell, as if they had just been fished out from a sea of blood and corpses.
At the same time, this giant formed by blue silver grass continuously released waves of terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate and shiver.
This aura swept in all directions like a raging wave, causing the faces of the onlookers to change drastically. They subconsciously retreated one by one, fearing that they would be affected by this terrifying pressure.
"What is this?"
"What a powerful pressure! Is this a hundred thousand year soul skill?"
"Didn't he just get promoted to Titled Douluo not long ago? How could he possess such terrifying strength?"
"I wonder if the two elders can take him down?"
Despite their sighs, the crowd immediately lifted the encirclement, hid far away, and watched what would happen.
Because they knew that this battle was no longer something they could intervene in.
As long as Ju and Ghost Douluo can take down Tang San, then the Snow Night Emperor and the other two will be fish on the chopping board. Even if they remove the siege at this time, the other party will not be able to escape!
At this moment, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, with some shock in their eyes.
They didn't expect that Tang San's growth rate was so fast!
Judging from the aura that Tang San had just released, the opponent's spirit power level was definitely higher than theirs!
You know, they are Super Douluo at level 95!
How could a half-grown boy surpass them in spirit power level?
If such people are left alone, they will sooner or later become a serious threat to the Spirit Hall.
Not to mention, they have long been mortal enemies!
Thinking of this, Ju Douluo immediately said in a stern voice: "Old Ghost, don't hold back. Let's go together and kill this guy!"
"it is good!"
"The ninth soul skill, the chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, the flowers fall and the heart is broken!"
Along with Ju Douluo's roar filled with murderous intent and grief, the strange chrysanthemum behind him suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.
Then, the entire flower of the strange chrysanthemum suddenly shattered like porcelain.
Each petal seemed to have life, flying and spinning rapidly in the air.
They flashed with cold light, like extremely sharp crescent blades, intertwined with each other, forming a huge golden tornado with a diameter of tens of meters.
This terrifying force, with unparalleled power, roared towards the Shura King in front.
At the same time, Ghost Douluo on the side also displayed his ninth soul skill - Regional Monster!
He just waved his hands violently, and a black soul power surged out of his body.
These soul powers quickly condensed into huge black shadow hands, the number of which was simply staggering.
These shadowy hands pounced madly at King Shura with bared fangs and claws, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.
Faced with such a fierce attack, Tang San did not show the slightest fear.
He stared ahead firmly, quickly forming seals with his hands and muttering something.
As he controlled it, King Shura emanated a layer of blood-red light all over his body, like a demon god descending to the world.
King Shura took steady and powerful steps, rushing towards the two powerful soul skills without flinching.
In an instant, a series of deafening collision sounds were heard.
The shock wave produced by the collision of the three spirit skills raged around, and all the onlookers were knocked to the ground, looking miserable!
When the dust settled, everyone looked at the battlefield in astonishment, eager to know the outcome of the battle.
It was seen that the clothes of Ju and Gui Douluo had been torn, and their bodies were covered with bloodstains, which looked horrifying.
On the other hand, although Tang San was also covered in wounds, he was not injured at all.
It's just that his face turned a little pale.
It seems that he is slightly better!
"Good boy, it seems that you still have some skills. However, with your current soul power, can you still use the soul skills just now?"
Ju Douluo's tone was full of sarcasm.
Because, before this, they had already understood Tang San's situation, and knew that the other party was hit by Yang Ziyuan's spirit skill, and his own spirit power was always only 10%!
Although the 100,000-year soul skill just now was incredibly powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy.
After this battle, he didn't believe that the other party had enough soul power to use the hundred thousand year soul skill again!
(End of this chapter)