People whose strength has reached the level of Title Douluo are basically able to master the use of spiritual power proficiently.

At this moment, the elder of the Hall of Elders who was titled the Golden Scissors, clenched the one-person-high golden scissors in his hands with both hands, and every inch of his body was tense, like a bowstring pulled to the limit, once there was any wind and grass, he would kill the enemy with a thunderous force like an arrow shot by loosening the bowstring.

Can ...... now

"Can't find it!"

A drop of cold sweat slid down the bridge of the nose from the forehead and eventually dripped down the tip of the nose.

There was a hint of trepidation and uneasiness on this Titled Douluo's expression, and his spiritual power spread out in all directions like a fishing net.

In normal times, even if the enemy is a Keen Attack Soul Master, the speed is so fast that the eyes can't keep up, but if you have the spiritual power to catch it with a fishing net, you can still track the enemy's traces, and then choose a way to deal with it one step in advance.

However, since Yang Ming disappeared in the previous second, it seemed that he had completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and his spiritual power fishing net covered a radius of two hundred meters around his body, and he didn't find any trace of Yang Ming.

What the hell is this!

He wouldn't think that Yang Ming had already run away, because he could deeply feel that looming gaze falling on him.

Just as this Titled Douluo powerhouse was retreating in his heart, Yang Ming's voice suddenly came from all directions:

"The larynx, the spine, the lungs, the liver, the carotid arteries, the kidneys, and the heart, where are you going to start?"

Yang Ming fell, and the sound of the system prompt sounded.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of Naruto Momochi and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to activate the lottery wheel?"

"No."

Taodi's strength is too weak, even if he can start the lottery wheel, it is estimated that there will be no good things to show, Yang Ming simply continued to accumulate.

Yang Ming is like the devil's whisper, sometimes before and after, sometimes left and sometimes right, fluctuating, like the last straw that crushes the enemy's psychological defense, making the other party reveal a flaw in the moment when he has a retreat in his heart!

"Whew!"

A subtle sound of sword drawing sounded.

Immediately after, there was a scarlet sword light that seemed to tear the sky in half, and the long rainbow pierced the sun, which was amazing.

Yang Ming appeared not far from the enemy as if he were instantaneous, and the mysterious sword in his hand was wrapped in a layer of scorching flames under the violent friction with the air because of the speed of the sword.

But the other party deserved to be a Title Douluo powerhouse, and at the same time, his pupils suddenly contracted into a pin-like shape, and at the same time, he made the best reaction with a reaction arc of 0/a second, almost subconsciously raising the golden scissors in front of him.

At the same moment, the black soul ring on his body shone brightly, giving the golden scissors extremely tough characteristics.

And yet—

Useless!

In front of the mysterious sword, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddhas, superimposed on the sharpness of tens of thousands of layers, and even has the power to threaten the gods, and the martial soul can't resist it at all!

The enemy's eyes widened in horror, and he watched in disbelief as Yang Ming's sword was pointed at the center of the golden scissors, just hindering the opponent's time of 0.2 seconds, and the entire martial soul was cut off from it, and a trace of the extreme sword blade that seemed to pierce the sky was indiscreet, and pierced straight into the throat of the desperate enemy in the rear.

The tip of the sword poked out from the back of his neck, bringing out a scoop of hot blood.

Yang Ming easily pulled out the mysterious sword, and a thumb-sized hole was cut in the enemy's throat, covering his throat with both hands, and he fell to the ground on his back with an unwilling expression.

Perhaps, even if he was dying, he couldn't believe that he had actually died at the hands of a soul saint.

Yang Ming's hand shook, the sword body shook off the filthy blood, and under the bright sunlight, the mysterious sword was as clean as ever.

However, the fact that he raised his sword and simply killed a Titled Douluo fell in the eyes of everyone in the nearby Martial Spirit Empire, but it was no less than dropping a grenade in the pond, which shocked and shocked everyone.

His eyes swept around like a torch, and Yang Ming found that Pope Bibi Dong was very cunning, and led a group of people to find several other senior members of the Sky Bombing Gang, but instead left the elders and worshippers of the Hall of Elders to deal with him, and the person who died just now was none other than an elder of the Hall of Elders.

"Tsk!"

Thinking about this, Yang Ming sometimes really admires Pope Bibi Dong, and at this time, he didn't forget to engage in the trick of borrowing a knife to kill people.

"Shaft, you dare!"

Seeing this scene, Golden Crocodile Douluo said that he couldn't bear it!

The moment he jumped down from the wall, a huge golden crocodile phantom appeared behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, and then in the next moment, the phantom merged into Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, completing the moment of martial soul possession, revealing the true body of martial soul.

"Bang Bang!"

A series of fried bean-like sounds sounded from Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, the whole person developed horizontally, and his physique was even bigger several times, and the vigorous bulging muscles instantly burst his clothes and pants, revealing a body like black copper, and his skin was covered with golden crocodile scale armor, each of which was the size of a palm, as hard as steel, and flowing with golden brilliance in the sun, setting off him like a golden saint warrior walking in the world, mighty and unyielding!

With a body size of more than two meters, broad shoulders, and burly and powerful arms, all of them showed the strength of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Even, his standard soul ring shone with yellow, purple, black, and red light, which further amplified this feeling, like a humanoid crocodile.

The corners of his mouth grinned, a row of crocodile-like inverted triangular sharp teeth were exposed, the upper half of Golden Crocodile Douluo's body bowed slightly, the crocodile behind him swung his long tail, and the moment his feet stepped on the ground, under the impetus of the terrifying impact wave, a noisy wave of air broke out under his feet, leaving a pair of deep footprints on the ground, and the whole person rushed straight to Yang Ming at a supersonic speed!

"Whew!"

The sound waves that exceeded the speed of sound roared into the ears, and the endless wind poured back, distorting the daylight falling from the sky into a ghostly scene, and the Golden Crocodile Douluo came like a demon descending into the world, carrying a heavy punch that destroyed everything.

In front of the giant fist, the air was squeezed to the limit, and even let out bursts of lows that could not withstand the huge force, and a trace of spatial cracks were torn apart by force.

This punch can blow up a mountain!

This is the strength of Level 98 Title Douluo!

This is also the reason why Golden Crocodile Douluo has so far succumbed to the Great Worship Thousand Dao Stream!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed with a tyrannical and excited gaze, and the corners of his mouth rose wantonly, because he could already foresee the scene where Yang Ming's head would be blown up by him in the next moment!

This feeling of killing the pride of the sky in advance can make him excited for a long time every time.