Douluo: Son of Chenxin, kill the god with one sword!

Chapter 42 Soul beast sacrifice? The 10-year-old soft-bone rabbit must taste delicious, right?
"Stop these two evil beasts, they plan to sacrifice themselves to that soft-bone rabbit!"

Bibi Dong has experienced many storms and waves, and she can understand the thoughts of the azure bull python and titan ape almost at a glance.

How could she allow this sacrifice to succeed?
Xiao Wu, who was silently enduring the attack from Gu Rong and Chen Yuan in the distance, suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

When he raised his head, he could only see that his eyes were filled with the brilliance of the burning soul power of Da Ming and Er Ming.

As a soul beast, she naturally couldn't feel wrong about this aura.

It's a sacrifice!
Da Ming and Er Ming planned to sacrifice to her!

Xiao Wu frantically tried to stop the two beasts from their last move, but no matter what, she couldn't cross the two mountains in front of her.

She gritted her teeth and roared at Chenyuan Gurong: "Get out of my way!"

The soft-bone rabbit ran quickly, but no matter what, it couldn't really break through.

Gu Rong's weird space always appeared in front of her body, unable to approach Da Ming and Er Ming at all.

The more he was pushed like this, the more impatient Xiao Wu became.

His red eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were about to burst, as if he wanted to eat Chen Yuan and Gu Rong alive.

She scratched her hair and pulled it out one by one, letting out a helpless growl of pain.

"Little dance!"

Shrek's people could no longer hold back and rushed out from the corners.

The anxious Tang San looked like a ghost and was about to rush towards Xiao Wu, but a sword in front of him made him stop abruptly.

The pattern on the sword is simple, but it exudes charm.

As for this sword, Tang San couldn't be more familiar with it.

This sword defeated him twice, and each time ended in disastrous defeat.

He turned around tremblingly, and looked in the direction where the sword flew back with the rest of Shrek.

Chen Yuan walked from the mountain gate in a leisurely manner. He placed the sword box on the ground carelessly, and the divine sword naturally flew back and was inserted into it.

Chen Yuan looked at this group of Shrek people who did not care about life and death in amusement and said: "You alone want to participate in a battle of this level?"

"Don't take a piss to see if you are worthy. The seven of you can't beat me in the spirit fighting arena. If you go up there, you will die."

"It's better to watch from the sidelines how the twelve titled Douluo suppressed these three evil beasts."

The anger in Tang San's heart skyrocketed, and the long-standing grievances between the two suddenly broke out. He roared towards Chenyuan: "It's you again, it's you again!"

"In the past, you humiliated me, and the fighting spirit humiliated me. Today, you are even planning to stop me."

"Do you really think we are all weaklings?!"

"Xiaosan, don't be angered by this guy!"

Shrek and the others wanted to stop the furious Tang San, but it was already too late.

He didn't care to hide anything about the Haotian Sect's life experience, and the mainland's first martial soul unknown to the world appeared in his hand - the Haotian Hammer!

The sword and hammer collided, Tang San tried to use strong force to collide with the Seven Kills Sword.

But all I got in return was shock.

Chen Yuan only held a sword, with the tip facing the hammer.

After the collision of the top attacks, a deeply concave sharp point suddenly appeared on the hammer's surface.

This sharp point was even spreading, as if his heart had been pierced, making Tang San couldn't help but take two steps back.

Under the collision of top martial arts spirits, the Clear Sky Hammer, known as the most powerful martial arts spirit.

He actually lost!Tang San pointed at Chen Yuan in disbelief and tremblingly discovered the fact: "You are the Soul King!"

He is still a Soul Lord, but Chen Yuan, who is almost the same age, has suddenly reached the Soul King realm.

There is a world of difference in cultivation between the two, which can be predicted at a glance.

What's more, this Clear Sky Hammer is still an empty hammer with zero ring.

Astonishingly, Chen Yuan's sword already had two ten thousand year soul rings!
Whether it was quality or quantity, Tang San failed miserably.

Chen Yuan looked at Tang San mockingly and pointed his sword at Xiao Wu, who was entangled with the titled Douluo: "With your cultivation level, you still want to participate in the battle of gods."

"You can't even take one of my swords, you're just wishful thinking."

"The three titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect came out together, and the 10-year-old soft-bone rabbit is already in the bag." Chen Yuan's sword flashed in his hand and was slowly sheathed.

Before Tang San could even see his movements clearly, a deeply sunk blood mark suddenly appeared on his chest.

Chen Yuan looked at Tang San jokingly and said, "In that case, that 10-year-old soft-bone rabbit should taste delicious, right?"

"It's a pity that it's a bit old. It's just right for making soup. If it's not handled well, it might smell like rabbit."

Tang San's mind was already on the verge of collapse. In his furious attitude, even the hidden weapons Baijie couldn't break through Chen Yuan's realm.

Until the whole 24-bridge moonlit night was spared, the opportunities he could bring were almost non-existent.

White Tiger Split Light Wave?Phoenix fire?

The attacks coming from both sides to support Tang San were like a joke in front of the Sword Domain.

When he burst into the air, he was cut off by the invisible sword intent!
"I've had enough of you looking like a clown, get out of here." Chen Yuan blocked all of Tang San's wishful thinking attacks with one hand without a sword.

Chen Yuan raised his foot and kicked Tang San hard on the chest. His whole body flew out like a torn sack and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Little San!"

Dai Mubai was astonished and even more angry. With the blessing of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, even though he knew he could not defeat Chen Yuan, he still stood up.

Zhu Zhuqing's body overlapped with his, and the proximity of the two caused the soul power in the air to soar.

Since one person can't defeat Chen Yuan, then two people will do it!
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, a mixture of black and white, and a huge tiger suddenly emerged from the gathering wind and clouds.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Nether White Tiger!
The soaring soul power proves the power of martial soul fusion skills.

But, tiger?

Chen Yuan looked at these two people with a strange expression and couldn't help laughing for a moment.

Even a 2-year-old snow-stormed saber-toothed tiger is no match for him.

How strong can the now combined Netherworld White Tiger be?

Even facing ordinary soul sects, his fusion ability seems a bit weak.

Only one sword is enough to destroy the source of dust!

The huge Netherworld White Tiger looks mighty, but under the perception of the Sword Domain, it is as slow as a turtle.

Chen Yuan just walked sideways slightly, drew his sword, and put it away
The light and shadow dispersed, and the head of the Netherworld White Tiger was chopped off!
The seriously injured Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing immediately released their martial soul fusion skills. The intense damage damaged their roots and they might not even be able to wake up in a short time.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the only two people who still had the strength to fight, stood there at a loss.

With all the strength of the team down, what can the two of them do?
The two of them just watched Chen Yuan walk by step by step with his sword, unable to convey the chilling aura at all.

Sitting on the ground, he looked at this murderous god in despair.

The son of Chenxin, the source of Chen!
(End of this chapter)