Chapter 823
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Ni Feng Xin
Chapter 823
But what Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't expect was that he missed, and Hunxiu just avoided the blow.
This made Golden Crocodile Douluo unbelievable, at the situation just now, it was impossible for Hunxiu to escape.
……
Whoa!
Behind Hunxiu appeared a huge seraph martial soul, so dazzling and divine.
Terrible soul power swept across Hunxiu's body, raging, and Hunxiu at this time was like a god descending into the world, invincible!
……
"This……"
When everyone saw Hunxiu standing in the void, the seraph martial soul appeared, which shocked everyone present.
They all don't understand, alright, why did Hunxiu break out?
Could it be because of Golden Crocodile Douluo attacking him?
……
Whoa!
The Holy Angel Sword appeared in Hunxiu's hand, Hunxiu looked down at the Golden Crocodile Douluo and said: "I can feel that you are very strong!"
"Even if this seat is impossible to be your opponent, but this seat still has to choose to attack you."
"Ok?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Hunxiu, and said, "Why is that? My lord Pope?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't figure it out either.
Not only did Hunxiu dodge his own blow, but she was also preparing to attack him. Could it be that her brain is really broken?
"why?"
The holy angel sword in Hunxiu's hand was raised above his head, and the light on the sword was dazzling, extremely dazzling, and contained terrifying power.
The huge seraph martial soul behind him also had a virtual holy sword in his hand, which was also raised above his head.
Almost in sync with Hunxiu's movements, as long as the holy sword in Hunxiu's hand falls, the phantom of the holy sword behind him will also slash down.
The corner of Hunxiu's mouth turned up, and said with a sneer: "Because, the king cannot be humiliated!"
Hunxiu's voice was not loud.
But it clearly fell on everyone's ears. Hearing these words, everyone was stunned.
Obviously the voice is not loud, but it has this kind of magical power, which makes everything deafening.
"cut!"
Hunxiu let out a loud cry, and the Angel Saint in his hand slashed down fiercely without hesitation.
wow...
Boom!
When everyone heard this voice, everyone trembled, and no one thought of it.
Hunxiu really dared to do it.
……
"Roar……"
Just when the Holy Sword of Soul Show came down, Golden Crocodile Douluo did not choose to sit still and wait for death.
It is true that he is stronger than Hunxiu, but what if he really chooses to sit and wait?
Then he was the one who was injured, and even the one who fell was him.
He didn't want to sit still.
Terrifying soul power emanated from Golden Crocodile Douluo, and behind him a phantom of a huge golden crocodile emerged.
This means that Golden Crocodile Douluo is a martial spirit, a golden crocodile, of course this crocodile is not an ordinary crocodile.
This is a crocodile spirit with the blood of a dragon, and an extremely powerful beast spirit.
As long as Golden Crocodile Douluo is determined to compete for the number one beast spirit in the Douluo Continent, the title of number one beast spirit will not fall on the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Instead, it fell on the golden crocodile.
Golden Crocodile Douluo has already retired to the Douluo Continent, in the world of soul masters, and has become an enshrinement of the Hall of Spirits.
Generally, they would not take action easily, unless Qian Daoliu ordered it, or it was the life and death of Wuhundian.
This time.
Because of Hunxiu's shot, Golden Crocodile Douluo had no choice but to choose to make a shot.
The golden giant crocodile behind Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, containing an extremely terrifying sonic attack.
last resort.
Everyone chose to retreat, leaving the stage to Golden Crocodile Douluo and Hunxiu.
When Hunxiu's huge angelic holy sword slashed down on the golden giant crocodile, it made a roaring sound.
The aftermath of terror spread, destroying the surrounding trees.
After a moment of stalemate for a few seconds.
The phantom of the golden giant sword that Hunxiu slashed down turned into nothingness with a click.
The force of the shock made Hunxiu in mid-air, and had to retreat a certain distance. The seraph spirit behind Hunxiu trembled slightly.
The holy angel sword in Hunxiu's hand also shattered at this time.
"This……"
Hunxiu looked down at the shattered holy angel sword, holding a hilt in her hand.
He slandered in his heart: "I am a Level 95 Title Douluo, it really is mixed with water."
"A dignified level 95 Titled Douluo with a martial soul like a Seraphim martial soul, I'm still too weak after all!"
……
Qian Renxue restrained Qian Daoliu's hand, Qian Renxue said worriedly: "Grandpa, why did Dad fight with Grandpa Golden Crocodile?"
"Daddy will be fine, right?"
Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's head and said, "Xiaoxue, don't worry! Your golden crocodile grandpa was just joking with your father, and your father will be fine."
"Ok!"
……
Hunxiu knows that she is not the other party's opponent, and she will not foolishly seek abuse again.
Whoa!
The spirit of the seraphim behind him dissipated, and Hunxiu slowly landed on the ground, and the six wings behind him also dissipated.
Hun Xiu said: "I am not your opponent, but I will surpass you, and that day will not be too far away."
"dad……"
At this time, Qian Renxue let go of Qian Daoliu's hand, and rushed towards Hunxiu.
"Xiaoxue..."
Seeing Qian Renxue running over, Qian Daoliu was a little worried, after all Hunxiu's brain is a little bit problematic at this moment.
He was afraid that Hunxiu would hurt Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue is just a child, a lovely child, she is not as powerful as Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Qian Daoliu wanted to stop him, but it was too late, Qian Renxue was already in front of Hunxiu.
Qian Daoliu could only hope that Hunxiu would not hurt Qian Renxue.
……
Hunxiu looked at Qian Renxue who was running towards her, squatted down, and let Qian Renxue run into her arms.
He hugged Qian Renxue, pecked Qian Renxue's chubby little face a few times, and said, "My dear daughter, I miss you dad..."
Don't say it.
It's good to have such a lovely daughter, especially after learning that Qian Renxue still has his blood flowing through her body.
This makes Dehunxiu more integrated into the role of "father".
"dad……"
Qian Renxue saw Hunxiu hugging her and kissing her, the unhappiness just now completely disappeared, and hugged Hunxiu's neck.
The small mouth is like a chicken pecking at rice, it keeps pecking on Hunxiu's face.
……
Everyone looked at this scene of fatherly kindness and son filial piety, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Isn't the pope's head broken?
Can't remember anyone.
Remember now?
Or.
The head is broken, but it's not completely broken, only half broken. Some people remember it, but some don't remember it.
Only by explaining in this way can we explain Hunxiu's weird behavior before, no matter whether Hunxiu's mind is broken?
Or is it only half broken?
There is one thing to be happy about.
That is, the pope of their Wuhun Temple has not fallen, and that is enough.
A group of people returned to the Wuhun Hall in a mighty manner, and the white strips on Zhu Zhu's body had all been torn off.
The pope is not dead, and there is still a little white on his body, that would be too much.
(End of this chapter)
But what Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't expect was that he missed, and Hunxiu just avoided the blow.
This made Golden Crocodile Douluo unbelievable, at the situation just now, it was impossible for Hunxiu to escape.
……
Whoa!
Behind Hunxiu appeared a huge seraph martial soul, so dazzling and divine.
Terrible soul power swept across Hunxiu's body, raging, and Hunxiu at this time was like a god descending into the world, invincible!
……
"This……"
When everyone saw Hunxiu standing in the void, the seraph martial soul appeared, which shocked everyone present.
They all don't understand, alright, why did Hunxiu break out?
Could it be because of Golden Crocodile Douluo attacking him?
……
Whoa!
The Holy Angel Sword appeared in Hunxiu's hand, Hunxiu looked down at the Golden Crocodile Douluo and said: "I can feel that you are very strong!"
"Even if this seat is impossible to be your opponent, but this seat still has to choose to attack you."
"Ok?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Hunxiu, and said, "Why is that? My lord Pope?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't figure it out either.
Not only did Hunxiu dodge his own blow, but she was also preparing to attack him. Could it be that her brain is really broken?
"why?"
The holy angel sword in Hunxiu's hand was raised above his head, and the light on the sword was dazzling, extremely dazzling, and contained terrifying power.
The huge seraph martial soul behind him also had a virtual holy sword in his hand, which was also raised above his head.
Almost in sync with Hunxiu's movements, as long as the holy sword in Hunxiu's hand falls, the phantom of the holy sword behind him will also slash down.
The corner of Hunxiu's mouth turned up, and said with a sneer: "Because, the king cannot be humiliated!"
Hunxiu's voice was not loud.
But it clearly fell on everyone's ears. Hearing these words, everyone was stunned.
Obviously the voice is not loud, but it has this kind of magical power, which makes everything deafening.
"cut!"
Hunxiu let out a loud cry, and the Angel Saint in his hand slashed down fiercely without hesitation.
wow...
Boom!
When everyone heard this voice, everyone trembled, and no one thought of it.
Hunxiu really dared to do it.
……
"Roar……"
Just when the Holy Sword of Soul Show came down, Golden Crocodile Douluo did not choose to sit still and wait for death.
It is true that he is stronger than Hunxiu, but what if he really chooses to sit and wait?
Then he was the one who was injured, and even the one who fell was him.
He didn't want to sit still.
Terrifying soul power emanated from Golden Crocodile Douluo, and behind him a phantom of a huge golden crocodile emerged.
This means that Golden Crocodile Douluo is a martial spirit, a golden crocodile, of course this crocodile is not an ordinary crocodile.
This is a crocodile spirit with the blood of a dragon, and an extremely powerful beast spirit.
As long as Golden Crocodile Douluo is determined to compete for the number one beast spirit in the Douluo Continent, the title of number one beast spirit will not fall on the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Instead, it fell on the golden crocodile.
Golden Crocodile Douluo has already retired to the Douluo Continent, in the world of soul masters, and has become an enshrinement of the Hall of Spirits.
Generally, they would not take action easily, unless Qian Daoliu ordered it, or it was the life and death of Wuhundian.
This time.
Because of Hunxiu's shot, Golden Crocodile Douluo had no choice but to choose to make a shot.
The golden giant crocodile behind Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, containing an extremely terrifying sonic attack.
last resort.
Everyone chose to retreat, leaving the stage to Golden Crocodile Douluo and Hunxiu.
When Hunxiu's huge angelic holy sword slashed down on the golden giant crocodile, it made a roaring sound.
The aftermath of terror spread, destroying the surrounding trees.
After a moment of stalemate for a few seconds.
The phantom of the golden giant sword that Hunxiu slashed down turned into nothingness with a click.
The force of the shock made Hunxiu in mid-air, and had to retreat a certain distance. The seraph spirit behind Hunxiu trembled slightly.
The holy angel sword in Hunxiu's hand also shattered at this time.
"This……"
Hunxiu looked down at the shattered holy angel sword, holding a hilt in her hand.
He slandered in his heart: "I am a Level 95 Title Douluo, it really is mixed with water."
"A dignified level 95 Titled Douluo with a martial soul like a Seraphim martial soul, I'm still too weak after all!"
……
Qian Renxue restrained Qian Daoliu's hand, Qian Renxue said worriedly: "Grandpa, why did Dad fight with Grandpa Golden Crocodile?"
"Daddy will be fine, right?"
Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's head and said, "Xiaoxue, don't worry! Your golden crocodile grandpa was just joking with your father, and your father will be fine."
"Ok!"
……
Hunxiu knows that she is not the other party's opponent, and she will not foolishly seek abuse again.
Whoa!
The spirit of the seraphim behind him dissipated, and Hunxiu slowly landed on the ground, and the six wings behind him also dissipated.
Hun Xiu said: "I am not your opponent, but I will surpass you, and that day will not be too far away."
"dad……"
At this time, Qian Renxue let go of Qian Daoliu's hand, and rushed towards Hunxiu.
"Xiaoxue..."
Seeing Qian Renxue running over, Qian Daoliu was a little worried, after all Hunxiu's brain is a little bit problematic at this moment.
He was afraid that Hunxiu would hurt Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue is just a child, a lovely child, she is not as powerful as Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Qian Daoliu wanted to stop him, but it was too late, Qian Renxue was already in front of Hunxiu.
Qian Daoliu could only hope that Hunxiu would not hurt Qian Renxue.
……
Hunxiu looked at Qian Renxue who was running towards her, squatted down, and let Qian Renxue run into her arms.
He hugged Qian Renxue, pecked Qian Renxue's chubby little face a few times, and said, "My dear daughter, I miss you dad..."
Don't say it.
It's good to have such a lovely daughter, especially after learning that Qian Renxue still has his blood flowing through her body.
This makes Dehunxiu more integrated into the role of "father".
"dad……"
Qian Renxue saw Hunxiu hugging her and kissing her, the unhappiness just now completely disappeared, and hugged Hunxiu's neck.
The small mouth is like a chicken pecking at rice, it keeps pecking on Hunxiu's face.
……
Everyone looked at this scene of fatherly kindness and son filial piety, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Isn't the pope's head broken?
Can't remember anyone.
Remember now?
Or.
The head is broken, but it's not completely broken, only half broken. Some people remember it, but some don't remember it.
Only by explaining in this way can we explain Hunxiu's weird behavior before, no matter whether Hunxiu's mind is broken?
Or is it only half broken?
There is one thing to be happy about.
That is, the pope of their Wuhun Temple has not fallen, and that is enough.
A group of people returned to the Wuhun Hall in a mighty manner, and the white strips on Zhu Zhu's body had all been torn off.
The pope is not dead, and there is still a little white on his body, that would be too much.
(End of this chapter)
