Chapter 70

Wu soul Hall

"Gollum, Gollum..."

The remaining seven titles in the Wuhun hall were close to each other, and they no longer dared to surround Chen Xiaoming as before.

In particular, the remaining two titles Douluo of level 92 soul power have a sense of retreat.

Although they are the title Douluo of Wulin hall, it is not easy for them to cultivate to the title Douluo level.

Chen Xiaoming can kill the level 92 Title Douluo with one shot, which means he can kill both of them at any time.

This kind of being slaughtered as easily as mowing grass. Both Title Douluo are a little reluctant.

They can die for the future and glory of the Wulin hall, but they can't die so worthless.

In particular, Chen Xiaoming's eyes at the moment sweep over them from time to time, and their hearts have no sense of security.

Hold your back. When was Douluo killed by mowing grass.

Bibidong and golden crocodile Douluo looked at each other. Chen Xiaoming's strength exceeded their imagination. It's useless to rely on the crowd tactics for such strength.

"All those below level 95 retreat."

With a cold drink, the next major task of the Wulin hall still needs these people. Chen Xiaoming mowed the grass at will. Neither bibidong nor golden crocodile Douluo can stand it.

Bibidong's words fell, and in an instant the three flew out and fell below.

Chen Xiaoming didn't do it again. Two level 92 and one level 93 weak chickens left. They didn't stay here. They couldn't even catch his fist. Can you test his whole set of soul and bone strength now.

Glancing at the remaining strong men in the Wulin hall, there were still one 95, one 96, two 97 and two 98, a total of six strong men with the title of Douluo.

Chen Xiaoming frowned slightly and looked at the man whose soul power was only 95.

Forget the one at level 96. You at level 95 haven't even touched a super Douluo gate. What are you doing here?

"You, go down."

He looked indifferent, pointed to the title Douluo of level 95 with his right hand, and shouted coldly in his mouth.

The man with level 95 soul power was obviously stunned. He was on full alert and waiting for Chen Xiaoming's attack.

As a result, the attack didn't wait, but the other party let himself end.

The man turned his head slightly and looked at bidong. At the moment, the latter frowned and thought, and actually nodded.

The man blushed for a moment. He thought that he had lived such a long time. His soul power was not the strongest in the mainland, but it was not much to surpass him.

Today, however, he was despised by a young man in his twenties.

Level 95 Title Douluo, not even qualified to fight.

Humble to this point, the man felt that he was not as good as the two level 92 companions. At least those two were really weak.

Confused eyes finally looked at the crowd. The man didn't know what he was doing?

Did you come here to give heads and be selected by the other party?

Bibidong doesn't know the man's inner thoughts. Bibidong only knows that his inner anger can't be suppressed at the moment.

The hatred for Chen Xiaoming has exceeded everything.

As the Pope of Wu soul hall, her efforts over the years have come to naught today. Chen Xiaoming lost all the prestige and accumulated details of Wu soul hall over the years.

"Gulu, what is Mr. Chen doing?"

Fat Ma Hongjun swallowed his saliva. Chen Xiaoming's action was like when he ordered. Is his strength strong enough to be a dish?

Dai mubai, Oscar and others looked at each other and didn't want to talk. Sure enough, they were still big guys who could play.

Ning Fengzhi, who is not far away, can't speak. One person frightens the whole Wulin hall. Is this the strength of extreme Douluo?

In the middle of the air, looking at another one, Chen Xiaoming's eyes are still dissatisfied. However, it's good to warm up these people first.

"Are you ready?"

The voice of words came out, the space fluctuated slightly, and the silver light flickered. Chen Xiaoming had disappeared. The green wood dragon gun in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a clenched fist.

Chen Xiaoming's whole body was shrouded in silver light with a simple fist. The power of a full set of soul bones for 100000 years was mobilized. Instead of using the skills of soul bones, he blew out with a fist purely relying on the power of his body.

"Bang."

It was a loud noise. The only level 96 soul power Title Douluo was like being hit by a shell. His body flew upside down, his chest was sunken, and bone fragments were stabbed out. It was terrible to see.

Blood spattered in the air, turned into a bloody meteor, and directly hit the ground under him. The granite ground was hit into a big pit with a radius of five meters and a depth of two meters. The surrounding smoke was filled with smoke and death.

Bibidong, golden crocodile Douluo and others all changed their looks. They were shocked and looked at Chen Xiaoming.

She could barely keep up with Chen Xiaoming's speed just now, but at the moment, the power of Chen Xiaoming's outbreak made Bi bidong feel a little desperate.

"His strength is strong again."

The sword Dou Luo Chen, who stood below and watched, murmured in his heart. The speed and explosive power of that moment were at least five times stronger than before. It was thought that the other party wanted soul bones before.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin thinks Chen Xiaoming should have gathered a set of soul bones.

Not only are bidong and others a little stunned, but Chen Xiaoming is also a little stunned at the power of his fist at the moment.

What's this? It's over with a punch? Is your power so terrible?

A set of 100000 year old soul bones, together with the power of blood, are integrated into the soul bones. Chen Xiaoming can detect that his strength has increased about several times, but Chen Xiaoming doesn't know how strong it is.

Now, Chen Xiaoming has a general understanding of the title Douluo of level 96. After all, he only used half his strength in the punch just now.

"What a crispy crust!"

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming was greatly reduced in interest for a time. The title Douluo was strong in soul power, soul skills and body strength.

Even the thousand Ren snow of God can be pierced through the heart by Guanyin tears, which shows that the strength of God's body is also low.

With his current strength, Chen Xiaoming really doesn't think anyone in the other party can take his fist without dying.

I wanted to find them to test how strong their strength is. Now it seems that the test can't come out.

Chen Xiaoming feels a little depressed because of the existence of a child with one punch.

Awesome, I don't want to be a superman!

With a powerless cry in his heart, Chen Xiaoming felt a deep sense of loneliness pouring into his heart.

What does one say? Life is really lonely like snow.

How is a song sung.

Invincible is how, how lonely! Invincible is how, how kidney deficiency!