Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 153: Martial Soul: The Classic of Mountains and Seas! The Ultimate Weapon! The Fierce White Qi! The King of Slaughter is Shocked!
"You are really good to force me to use Shura Possession!"

The King of Killing slowly raised the Shura Demon Sword in his hand.

The evil spirit filled with murderousness and violence made Dian Wei sober up for a short time.

"Heh." Dian Wei looked at the Shura Demon Sword that was so close, without any fear in his expression.

"Even when death is imminent, you can still laugh. You are indeed a mad dog." The King of Killing shook his head and stabbed down fiercely with the Shura Demon Sword!

At this critical moment, a blood-red sickle light flashed through the air like lightning.

The light and shadow were extremely fast, carrying an extremely sharp momentum, and accurately swept away the Shura Demon Sword of the King of Killing.

All I heard was a loud clang!
Sparks fly!

The King of Slaughter was shocked by the sudden force and took a few steps back.

Everyone was startled and their eyes turned to the source of the light.

"Are there any masters?"

In the void above Dou Kai’s army formation, a terrifying existence with an aura even more powerful than Dian Wei leaped up!

He stepped on the void, the aura around him surged, and the terrifying pressure of the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo spread around like a tide.

The space seemed to be distorted under this pressure, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the entire place.

His tall and strong figure is like an unshakable fortress.

His entire body was covered in a thick black armor, which was covered with sharp barbs and hideous patterns, as if telling of countless tragic battles.

His head was wrapped in a huge black beast-head helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes burning with blood-red light, which revealed endless murderous intent and coldness.

The two horns on the helmet are curved and sharp, like fangs in the dark, exuding a terrifying aura.

His shoulders were as broad as mountains, inlaid with huge metal shoulder guards shaped like the heads of ferocious beasts, with ferocious fangs that intimidated the enemies.

The arm guards on his arms were thick and sturdy, with sharp spikes on the joints, flashing cold light as he moved.

The King of Slaughter felt the powerful aura from Bai Qi, his expression became solemn, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Are you the Ultimate Douluo? But you are not the ones I know! Who are you?"

"The ultimate weapon, Bai Qi, the ninety-nineth-level Extreme Douluo! Martial spirit, Zhe!" Bai Qi had a hunched back, and his hoarse and low voice was extremely terrifying!
What is even more oppressive than Bai Qi is the weapon on his shoulder!
It was a huge and heavy blood sickle, with a curved blade like a hook, flashing a cold light, as if it could easily cut through the void.

There was a faint dark red light flowing on the edge of the blood sickle, as if it was the gathering of countless blood, emitting a strong bloody smell.

Around the Blood Scythe, the air seemed to be distorted by its powerful force, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

Even Bai Qi, a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, was unable to straighten his back due to the weight of the blood sickle.

It is enough to show how terrifying the oppressive feeling of this blood sickle is!
Looking at this blood sickle, everyone will unconsciously feel fear and despair, as if they are tightly bound by an invisible force and unable to move.

The powerful feeling of oppression makes people feel that no matter how hard they struggle, they cannot escape the fate of being harvested by this blood sickle.

The Slaughter King could not hide the shock on his face. He half-closed his eyes and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart:

"The ultimate weapon."

These words are too heavy, even the King of Slaughter dare not underestimate them!
The evil soul masters were so shocked by Bai Qi's terrifying pressure that they were stunned. Their bodies trembled involuntarily and fear spread wildly in their hearts.

Dian Wei took this opportunity, burst out with strength and broke free from the suppression of the King of Killing.

He was breathing heavily, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and his gaze towards Bai Qizhen was full of gratitude and expectation.

Then he looked straight at the King of Killing, and his crazy fighting spirit swallowed up his reason again.

Let out a hideous laugh:
"Hehehe, there are more than just a few of us here to kill you!"

Dian Wei continued to swing the axe that could split mountains and split peaks, charging at the King of Slaughter without regard for his life. Bai Qi also moved!
"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The phantom of an ancient ferocious beast condensed into substance and stood between heaven and earth, roaring!

It looks like a leopard, with five tails, a very loud roar, a horn in the middle of its face, and its whole body is bright red!

Its name is Zhe.

The low roar, like the rolling of thunder, made people terrified.

The head of Zhe was huge and ferocious, with two sharp long horns stretching forward like two sharp blades, ready to pierce the enemy's chest at any time.

Its eyes were like burning flames, emitting rays of anger and violence that made people dare not look directly at it.

The monster opened its bloody mouth, revealing rows of fangs as sharp as swords. Sticky saliva flowed between its teeth, emitting a creepy fishy smell.

Bai Qi carried the heavy blood sickle and stepped towards the King of Slaughter:
"Make a way out in my hands!"

The ferocious beast Zhe followed closely behind him and together they attacked the King of Killing.

With its strong and powerful limbs, every step it takes leaves deep footprints on the ground.

When it attacks, it's lightning fast.

It pounced on the enemy in an instant like a black whirlwind, leaving the enemy no time to react.

Its claws are extremely sharp, like curved hooks. A slight wave of them can tear through the air and bring up a gust of fierce wind.

Its power is even more amazing. It can easily smash boulders and twist steel. Anything that stands in its way will be ruthlessly destroyed by it.

The Slaughter King's expression became increasingly solemn, as if shrouded in layers of dark clouds.

His eyes were fixed on Bai Qi, and undercurrents were surging in his heart.

A crazy Dian Wei forced him to use such a powerful trump card as Shura Possession.

And now there comes a stronger Bai Qi, and he knows very well that it will be difficult to win this battle easily.

He stood firmly on the ground, and his hand holding the Shura Demon Sword clenched unconsciously.

The balance of victory was no longer tilting towards him, and his originally confident expression now showed a hint of caution.

"So what if you have more people? Do you think you, a level 99 Ultimate Douluo, can defeat me?"

The King of Slaughter suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar, and the dark aura on his body surged wildly like a raging tide.

"Shura's Fury!"

He roared, his voice filled with endless anger and violence!

In an instant!
With him as the center, a suffocating force suddenly erupted!
The black light spread out in all directions like ripples.

Wherever it passed, the space made a "cracking" sound as if it could not bear the weight!

His body seemed to have expanded several times, his muscles bulged, and his veins stood out like twisted earthworms!

His eyes were completely filled with blood red, spewing out tangible anger.

The powerful breath raged like a hurricane, blowing the surrounding sand and stones into the air and destroying all the grass and trees!

Even the evil soul masters in the distance were almost unable to breathe due to the oppression of this aura, and they retreated in horror.

At this moment, the King of Slaughter was like a demon god that had walked out of the Asura Hell, emitting a terrifying aura that could destroy everything.

(End of this chapter)