Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

The thin young man did not relax his vigilance. He scanned the surroundings and vaguely sensed something strange. He whispered, "Sir, there is something wrong with this forest."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of sword light suddenly lit up, tearing through the night! Lu Yu leaped down from the treetops, his long sword slashing towards the center of the team like a meteor. The sword energy swept across the air, and the two soul masters had no time to react before their throats were cut, and blood spurted out.

At the same time, Meng Yiran and Ma Hongjun, who were lying in ambush on both sides, attacked at the same time. As they waved their snake staffs, poisonous mist filled the air and flames shot up into the sky, catching the advance team off guard in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

The thin young man roared and tried to organize a counterattack, but Lu Yu's sword was too fast, and the sword light swept past like a silk thread, and several more people fell down.

The team was in chaos, and the soul masters rushed to fight, but because their formation was scattered, they could not form an effective resistance.

In just a short moment, only the burly general and the thin young man were left among the thirty people, and the rest were all killed.

Lu Yu placed a sword against the general's throat, his eyes cold: "Tell me, the next direction of the Wuhun Empire's attack."

The general gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with rage: "Who do you think you are? The Wuhun Empire's army is invincible. The Jialuo Empire is just an ant. Sooner or later, we will crush it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yu shook his wrist, the sword flashed, the general's head flew up, and the blood dyed the soil under his feet red.

Seeing this, the thin young man's eyes flashed with fear. He turned around and tried to escape, but was blocked by a fireball thrown by Ma Hongjun. He fell to the ground with a scream.

Lu Yu glanced coldly at the corpses on the ground, then turned to Meng Yiran and the others and said, "Clean up and prepare to evacuate."

However, before anyone could catch their breath, Meng Yiran suddenly rushed out from the forest, his face pale. "Lu Yu, this is bad! The Spirit Empire discovered that the advance team is missing and has sent a large group of spirit masters to search for them. They will be here soon!"

Lu Yu's heart sank and his eyes swept around the low hill.

In the darkness of the night, faint lights could be seen in the distance, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, approaching like a tide.

He made a prompt decision and whispered, "Ma Hongjun, Yiran, take the others and evacuate to the back mountain immediately. I'll cover your retreat."

Meng Yiran was stunned and asked anxiously, "Lu Yu, are you crazy? There are so many of them, how can you stop them alone?"

She took a step forward, gripping the snake staff tightly. "We came here together, so we should leave together! I'll stay and help you!"

Lu Yu shook his head, his tone calm but unquestionable: "You can't help me if you stay, it will only distract me.

Listen to me, lead everyone away, and be careful."

His eyes softened for a moment, and he patted Meng Yiran on the shoulder, "Go."

Meng Yiran bit her lip, a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she finally nodded, turned around and led the team to retreat towards the back mountain.

Ma Hongjun glanced at Lu Yu, hesitant to speak, and finally just whispered: "Be careful, brother."

Then he followed the team and disappeared into the night.

Lu Yu was the only one left on the hill.

He stood at the top of the hillside, his eyes calm as water, and several soul ring lights slowly emerged behind him. One of them was particularly dazzling, and a shadow surrounded by thunder could be vaguely seen - "Zeus, the King of Thunder".

This soul ring is his strongest trump card, the ultimate move "Lightning and Thunder"

It can cause devastating damage within a 300-meter range, and its cooldown time is extremely short, enough to clear out a large number of ordinary soul masters in a short period of time.

In his mind, the voice of the Qilin's remnant soul sounded low and deep: "You need another person to cover your retreat? You really haven't changed your temper."

Lu Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not respond. He just adjusted his breath silently. The long sword in his hand rang softly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the fire that was gradually approaching below.

A moment later, the pursuers of the Wuhun Empire came like a tide, more than a hundred of them, and the light of their soul rings intertwined into a sea of ​​light in the night.

Lu Yu took a deep breath, and his soul power suddenly burst out. The shadow of Zeus behind him suddenly opened his eyes, and the power of thunder poured out like a torrent.

"Thunder and lightning!"

He let out a low roar, and lightning exploded within a radius of 300 meters. The trees, flowers and plants turned to charcoal in an instant. The soul masters rushing in the front fell down screaming, one third of them were seriously injured on the spot, and one sixth died directly.

The survivors were paralyzed, their eyes filled with fear, and they retreated one after another.

However, before the lightning dissipated, a heavy pressure came from afar.

A Soul Douluo in a black robe came flying in the air, with eight soul rings shining brightly behind him. His eyes were fixed on Lu Yu like a knife: "Junior, tell me your name!"

His voice was like thunder, and it echoed through the mountains.

Lu Yu held the sword in his hand and responded indifferently: "Identity is not important."

But in my heart, I have already started to think rapidly.

Soul Fighter's strength far exceeds his own. If he cannot seize the opportunity to cast "Silence"

Skills, he has almost no chance of winning.

He narrowed his eyes, raised the tip of his sword slightly, and took a tentative step forward.

Soul Douluo sneered, and his soul power pressed down like a mountain: "If you can escape from my hands, it will be considered a real skill!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed towards Lu Yu.

The wind in the mountains suddenly grew stronger, the air of confrontation seemed to freeze, and murderous intent was everywhere.

Lu Yu stood in a desolate valley, the wind was howling, blowing his robes and making them rustle.

His hands were pressed tightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his eyes as hard as ice as he stared at the Soul Douluo in front of him, who was wearing a dark golden soul ring.

This Soul Fighter was tall, with a stern face and a hint of mockery in his eyes, as if he had already regarded Lu Yu as his prey.

The air around the valley seemed to be frozen, so oppressive that it made people breathless. In the distance, a few dead trees swayed in the wind, making low squeaking sounds, adding a bit of solemnity.

Lu Yu's heart was far less calm than he appeared.

He took a deep breath and quickly communicated with the intelligent system in his body: "System, analyze the current situation. What are my chances of escape?"

The system's voice was cold and clear, ringing in his mind: "Based on the host's current luck points and strength, facing a Soul Douluo-level enemy, the probability of escaping safely is only 30%, and the probability of being captured is as high as 70%.

If you use the core skills of your martial soul, the probability of successfully escaping can be increased to 46%, but only once.

If you can seize this opportunity accurately, the probability of escape can reach 100%. "

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu frowned slightly and glanced at the eight soul rings of Soul Douluo. The flickering light seemed to be mocking his insignificance.

He knew that the system's advice was clear: only by utilizing the martial soul's silence skill and killing the opponent in a short period of time could he escape.

Soul Douluo's eyes locked onto Lu Yu like a hawk, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer: "Little Soul Emperor, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me? Today, you have to explain yourself here."

His voice was low and majestic, with unquestionable dominance.

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and his eight soul rings lit up at the same time. The fluctuations of soul power swept over like a tide, pressing the surrounding gravel to roll.

Lu Yu did not dare to delay. The soul power in his body suddenly burst out. He stepped on the ground and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

His first soul skill "Seal Fate"

It was activated instantly, and the whole person seemed to merge into the void, and the next moment he appeared behind Contra.

The sword flashed, and the cold light cut through the air and pierced the opponent's back.

However, Contra's reaction far exceeded Lu Yu's expectations. He slightly shifted his body, and a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, thrusting back with a sharp whooshing sound. Lu Yu felt a tremendous force strike him, as if his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer. His body flew backward uncontrollably, and he staggered a few steps when he landed, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.

He clenched his teeth, suppressing the fishy sweetness rising in his throat, but his eyes became more determined.

The strength of the Soul Douluo far exceeds that of an ordinary Soul Sage. His profound soul power and rich combat experience make him deeply feel the gap between the two.

Seeing Lu Yu being repelled, Soul Douluo sneered even more: "You are just like this, and you still want to resist? Just surrender obediently, and maybe I can spare your life."

He approached step by step, each step carrying a heavy pressure, as if he wanted to crush Lu Yu under his feet.

Lu Yu felt a chill in his heart, he was not unprepared.

Facing the approach of Soul Douluo, he took a deep breath, and his soul power started to work again. His second soul skill "Soaring to the Nine Heavens"

Start suddenly.

With his arms spread out, his figure was like a roc spreading its wings, instantly soaring into the sky, trying to create distance.

The wind in the valley became stronger, blowing his clothes fluttering like a lone eagle struggling in the storm.

Seeing this, Contra's eyes flashed with contempt: "What a trifle! You think you can escape by flying into the sky?"

He stepped forward, his soul power exploded, and he soared into the sky like a cannonball, chasing Lu Yu.

Lu Yu was flying rapidly in the air, with the wind whistling in his ears, but his eyes were always fixed on the Soul Douluo below.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile.

This smile made the Soul Fighter who was chasing him feel a chill in his heart, and he felt a little uneasy.

However, he did not think much about it, thinking that Lu Yu was bluffing. The spear in his hand shone brightly, and he was ready to knock Lu Yu down completely with one blow.

At the moment when Soul Douluo approached, Lu Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted in a low voice: "Forbidden Magic Field!"

With him as the center, within a radius of 150 meters, the air seemed to be sucked out, and all the soul power fluctuations suddenly disappeared.

The Soul Douluo felt as if the soul power in his body was blocked, and the light of his eight soul rings dimmed instantly. His body paused slightly in the air, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He suddenly looked at Lu Yu, his voice trembling: "It's you! The guy who banned magic a year ago!"

Lu Yu did not respond, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He took advantage of the brief moment when the Soul Douluo's soul power was sealed, clenched his right fist, and madly condensed the power of the Eight Extremes in his body.

The terrifying sixty-four-fold damage bonus gathered in the fist. Before the fist wind arrived, the air already made a low explosive sound.

Soul Fighter's pupils shrank sharply and he wanted to dodge, but he found that his body was extremely slow in the forbidden magic area.

He could only watch Lu Yu's fist coming like a meteor, with the momentum to destroy everything.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the fist hit Soul Fighter's chest.

The terrifying power erupted instantly, and Soul Douluo's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, his chest sunken, blood gushing out, and his eyes full of disbelief.

He slammed heavily into the rock wall of the valley, causing the rocks to crack and dust to fly. He was completely breathless and dead.

Lu Yu landed on the ground, trying to suppress the surging blood and energy in his body, and felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down at his fists, where blood was seeping from his knuckles and his bones ached slightly.

He didn't have time to think about it, and quickly activated "Soaring to the Nine Heavens".
The figure swept out of the valley like the wind.

Behind him, several soul masters who were watching the battle from a distance were stunned and trembling.

They had never thought that a Soul Emperor could kill a Soul Douluo with one punch. This strange scene frightened them and no one dared to chase him.

Lu Yu flew for dozens of miles, and his soul power was almost exhausted. The pain from his injuries made cold sweat seep out of his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally landed in a dense forest, which was the meeting point he and his companions had agreed upon.

As soon as he landed, he could no longer suppress his injuries. His throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned frighteningly pale.

Ma Hongjun rushed out of the forest, was shocked when he saw this, and hurried forward to support him: "Lu Yu, are you okay?"

Lu Yu waved his hand and said in a low voice: "It's okay, leave quickly, it's not advisable to stay here for long."

He forced himself to stand up straight, glanced at the dense forest behind him, and after confirming that no one was chasing them, he quickly evacuated with everyone.

About four hours later, everyone arrived at a secret base in the pharmacy.

This is a stone house hidden in the mountains and forests, surrounded by formations, making it extremely hidden.

Lu Yu sat down cross-legged and took a few healing pills. The soul power in his body slowly recovered and his pale face gradually regained color.

Meng Yiran stood aside, looking at him worriedly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

After Lu Yu's breathing stabilized, Meng Yiran stepped forward and whispered, "Lu Yu, the current situation is not optimistic.

The Wuhun Empire has conquered many cities of the Jialuo Empire, and the defenders are retreating step by step. Lord Yuan died in the battle of Mengyang City.

The First Legion led by Hu Liena is currently engaged in battle with the Second Prince of the Jialuo Empire. The battle is at a stalemate, and the outcome is unpredictable."

She paused, her voice lowering, "I'm afraid our pharmacy's strength...is insufficient to reverse the situation."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's eyes darkened slightly and he fell into deep thought.

He originally planned to use the power of the pharmacy to help the Garo Empire defend several key cities and buy time for himself to integrate the forces of all parties.

However, the Wuhun Empire's offensive was far more ferocious than he had expected, and the Garo Empire's defense was as fragile as paper.

He tapped his fingers lightly on his knee, his mind rapidly analyzing the situation.

Although the pharmacy is the only force in his hands, the number of people is limited, and the current battle has not yet reached its most intense point. The three sects and major forces have not yet fully intervened, and the situation is still unclear.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Yiran with a firm gaze: "Yiran, the situation is indeed complicated, but we are not without a chance."

He paused, his voice low but powerful: “There are two things I must do.

One is for the Shrek Thanos Team. My brothers, except for me, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, were all severely damaged by the Spirit Empire. As the captain, I cannot sit idly by.

Secondly, Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing have an irreconcilable feud with the Spirit Hall, and I must do something for them."

When Meng Yiran heard this, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

She bit her lip and whispered, "Lu Yu, I understand your feelings, but with our current strength... I'm worried that I can't be of much help, unlike Ma Hongjun and the others..."

Her voice gradually lowered, with a hint of self-blame.

Lu Yu smiled slightly, stood up and patted her shoulder, his tone gentle: "Yi Ran, you have helped me a lot.

The resources of the pharmacy and your intelligence are both indispensable aids to me.

I don't want you to take risks, not because you're useless, but because I don't want anyone to get hurt. (End of Chapter)