"Woo Woo ......"

Sen Han's spider spear pierced the air, emitting cold light, and went straight to Chen Xiaoming's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, lower body and other vital positions.

didn't even let go of his subordinates, and directly blocked all of Chen Xiaoming's retreats, which was extremely ruthless.

"It's too slow!"

The cold light was constantly magnifying in front of him, and even the slightest coolness could be felt under his body, the words in Chen Xiaoming's mouth were floating, and the figure had turned into a streamer, almost sticking to the spider spear, and came to Bibi Dong's body.

"Boom."

In the blink of an eye, Bibi Dong, the true body of the martial soul, was like a spider's instinct, and a spider silk spit out in his abdomen, but Chen Xiaoming's fist had already been smashed, and the spider silk was in Chen Xiaoming's fist, and he didn't even stop it for a moment, so he was smashed into Bibi Dong's abdomen with a punch.

"Poof."

The huge spider body flew upside down in an instant, and blood gushed out, but in the end, it was Bibi Dong, who was level ninety-eight, and his strength was still a little, and he actually held on, barely maintaining the true body of the martial soul without being broken.

"Die."

As soon as the blow came out, Golden Crocodile Douluo's iron tail swept over, compared to Bibi Dong's attack, Golden Crocodile Douluo's iron tail looked full of power and explosiveness.

The air was violently exploded, and the waving of the tail whistled in a fierce wind, with a terrifying black glow at the edges.

"Not enough strength!"

The right hand clenched into a fist, the silver light condensed on the right fist, the soul power in the body exploded, and the power of the soul bone was urged to the extreme, Chen Xiaoming did not use his martial soul, he wanted to know how far his strength had reached.

"Boom."

The same punch simply blasted out, but this punch was much more powerful than the punch just now, and the silver light flashed away, and then Chen Xiaoming met the crocodile tail with a punch.

The terrifying power erupted from his fist, Chen Xiaoming's feet on the void moved slightly, and the power in his fist was directly transmitted along the crocodile's tail.

Up to level ninety-nine soul power, a blow that pushes a full set of soul bones, even if you don't use the martial soul, the power is extremely terrifying.

The top martial soul, or the power-type Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul, exploded with soul power, used the true body of the martial soul, and the strongest blow was actually blown away by the opponent's punch.

Qi and blood surged, and the terrifying power was transmitted to his body along the crocodile tail, and the corners of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth were oozing blood, and there was horror and unwillingness in his eyes.

He was a dignified ninety-eighth-level Title Douluo, and he was defeated so completely that he couldn't even stop the opponent's punch.

It's true to the old adage.

There is a hanging not in the young, and there is no hanging empty life for a hundred years!

A mouthful of old blood spit out from Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, his breath was sluggish, and although the state of the martial soul's true body was still there, the overall momentum had begun to decline.

He is old after all, and with his ninety-eighth-level soul power, he can still fight, but now that he has suffered internal injuries, his strength has declined even more than Bibi Dong.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three more figures flew out, but these three were not as strong as Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo, and their soul power was not as high as Bibi Dong's, and they did not have as powerful martial souls as Golden Crocodile Douluo, nor did Bibi Dong have the support of soul bones.

Directly screamed blood in mid-air, fell under the ground, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Horror, unbeatable, despair.

Bibi Dong is very complicated at the moment, and she only knows at this moment what kind of existence she is provoking.

Thinking that she was smarter than Bidong and forbearing, after all, the position of the Pope made her gradually lost.

Twin martial souls, ninety-eight level soul power, 100,000-year soul ring, 100,000-year soul bone.

Which one is not the dream of the soul master on the mainland, but she has it.

Before Chen Xiaoming, she thought that except for a few people such as Qiandaoliu, no one was her opponent.

Now, this arrogant idea has been shattered by Chen Xiaoming, and it is still broken into dust.

One punch for a child, Chen Xiaoming, who had just hit a little feeling, was ready to swing two more punches, but no one stepped forward again.

Looking up in confusion, he happened to meet the desperate eyes of Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo and others.

Looking at Golden Crocodile Douluo, even his breath dropped, Chen Xiaoming was a little uncomfortable.

"Alas, too weak."

sighed slightly, there was really no interest, Bibi Dong and the others, who had just improved a little, couldn't stand it with just one punch, what else could he say?

Maybe his current strength is because those gods can put pressure on him!

It's just God's words, secretly thinking about his configuration, or silently shaking his head.

God's body is sure, but God is not weak.

Thinking about the strength of the second-level god, Chen Xiaoming still felt that he had to continue to be a little harder.

When he has enough experience points, he will challenge the gods.

For example, what sea god, god of war, god of Shura, death and destruction god king, he has to fight all the way.

Just when Chen Xiaoming was secretly thinking about beating the Shura God in the future, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and the others at the bottom looked at the Martial Spirit Hall that had already been defeated, and there were only two left, and they couldn't help but be a little incredulous.

It had only been a long time before three more fell, and two more were seriously injured.

Looking at the six figures lying on the ground not far in front of them, Dai Mubai and the others didn't know what to say.

And at this moment, who is also in a complicated mood, there is also Poison Douluo Dugu Bo not far away, as a ninety-second level Title Douluo, he has never had a sense of existence from the beginning.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten his existence, after all, there were several ninety-two level Titled Douluo who were killed by Chen Xiaoming in seconds.

Thinking of the latter, as the vice president of Shrek Academy, Dugu Bo couldn't help but be glad that when he bullied Flender and the others, he was not there this ruthless man, otherwise his grave grass should have been three meters high.

"Well, you two, I'll give you a ride."

Glancing at the two in front of him, they had fought with the Martial Spirit Hall to such a point, and if he killed two more Titled Douluo, Chen Xiaoming would not mind, even if there was Bibi Dong in it.

But Chen Xiaoming won't just let the other party go for any plot advancement.

After all, without Bibi Dong, the plot can't be promoted?

Chen Xiaoming doesn't think so, after all, without Bibi Dong, maybe there will be a Bibi West who is against Tang San!

However, Chen Xiaoming looked at one place lightly, there was the worship hall, an old man flew out of the worship hall, although it was an old man, but it was as tall as a burly, there was no old look on his face, except for a white hair, he couldn't see that the other party was over a hundred years old.

As soon as the figure appeared, it floated into the air, and the figure walked very slowly, but with each step, the surrounding space seemed to be bathed in a layer of holy light.

"The Great Offering."

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was already desperate, couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face when he looked at the old man who appeared. Even Bibi Dong, who didn't deal with the old man, saw the old man appear, no matter how resentful and vicious his eyes were, his nervous look was a little relieved.

Chen Xiaoming looked at it lightly, looking at the other party as if he was stepping on the holy light, and he didn't care about the other party's behavior that was more coercive than himself.

Now this force you to pretend.,I'll let you kneel down and force it back.。。

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, there was only one person in the Martial Spirit Hall who could have such a cultivation.

"Finally willing to come out of your little place, Angel Douluo Qiandaoliu!"