What Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't expect was that he missed, and Hun Xiu escaped the blow.
This made Golden Crocodile Douluo unbelievable. In the situation just now, it was impossible for Hun Xiu to hide.
Wow! The huge Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared behind Hun Xiu, which was so dazzling and sacred.
The terrifying soul power swept through Hun Xiu's body and was raging. At this time, Hun Xiu was like a god coming into the world, arrogant! ...
"This..."
When everyone saw Hun Xiu standing in the void, Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul emerged, surprising everyone present.
They all don't understand, okay, why did Hun Xiu break out?
Is it just because Golden Crocodile Douluo took action against him? ...
Wow! Angel Sacred Sword appeared in Hun Xiu's hand. Hun Xiu looked down at Golden Crocodile Douluo and said, "I can feel that you are very strong!"
"Even though I cannot be your opponent, I still have to choose to attack you."
"Huh?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Hun Xiu and said, "Why is this? Your Majesty the Pope?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo also can't understand.
Hun Xiu not only dodged his own blow, but was also preparing to attack him. Is this brain really broken?
"Why?"
In Hun Xiu's hand, Angel Sacred Sword was raised above his head. The sword's body glowed brightly and contained terrifying power.
A virtual holy sword also appeared in the hands of the huge Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind him, which was also raised above his head.
The movements of Hun Xiu are almost synchronized. As long as the holy sword in Hun Xiu's hand falls down, the shadow of the holy sword behind him will also fall down.
Hun Xiu raised the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer, "Because, A King Cannot Be Humiliated!"
Hun Xiu's voice is not loud.
But it clearly fell on everyone's ears. When they heard this, everyone was shocked.
The sound was obviously not loud, but it had this kind of magic power that made everyone deafen.
"Cut!"
Hun Xiu shouted loudly, and without hesitation, the Angel Saint in his hand slashed down hard.
Wow...
Boom!
When everyone heard this voice, everyone's hearts trembled, and no one expected it.
Hun Xiu really dares to take action.
"Roar..."
Just when the soul Xiu Saint sword slashed down, Golden Crocodile Douluo did not choose to sit still and wait for death.
It is true that he is stronger than Hun Xiu, but what if he really chooses to sit back and wait for death?
Then he was the one who was injured, and he was even the one who died.
He wasn't willing to just sit there and wait for death.
Terrifying soul power emanated from Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, and a huge shadow of Golden Crocodile emerged behind him.
This is Golden Crocodile Douluo is a martial spirit, a golden crocodile. Of course, this crocodile is not an ordinary crocodile.
This is the crocodile martial spirit with Dragon Bloodline, which is an extremely powerful beast martial spirit.
As long as Golden Crocodile Douluo is determined to compete for the Douluo Continent's No. 1 Beast Spirit, the title of No. 1 Beast Spirit will not fall on Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
But it fell on Golden Crocodile.
Golden Crocodile Douluo has long since retreated among the Douluo Continent and Soul Master World, becoming the enshrinement of the Spirit Hall.
Generally, they will not take action easily, unless ordered by Qian Daoliu, or when Spirit Hall's life and death are at stake.
This time.
Because of Hun Xiu's move, Golden Crocodile Douluo had no choice but to take action.
Golden Crocodile Douluo The golden giant crocodile behind him roared, containing an extremely terrifying sonic attack.
As a last resort.
Everyone chose to retreat, leaving the stage to Golden Crocodile Douluo and Hun Xiu.
When the Hun Xiu huge Angel Sacred Sword struck hard on the golden giant crocodile, it made a roaring sound.
The horrific aftermath spread, destroying the surrounding trees.
After a slight stalemate for a few seconds.
Hun Xiu The shadow of the golden giant sword that fell down turned into nothingness with a click.
The force of the counter-shock left Hun Xiu in mid-air and had to retreat some distance. Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind Hun Xiu trembled slightly.
Angel Sacred Sword in Hun Xiu's hand was also broken at this time.
"This..."
Hun Xiu looked down at the broken Angel Sacred Sword, and he held a sword hilt in his hand.
He cursed in his heart, "I am level 95 Titled Douluo. It is indeed mixed with water."
"Titled Douluo, who is level ninety-five, and whose martial spirit is Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, God-level Martial Soul, I am still too weak after all!"
Qian Renxue held Qian Daoliu's hand, and Qian Renxue said worriedly, "Grandpa, why did dad get into a fight with Grandpa Jin Crocodile?"
"Dad is going to be okay, right?"
Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's head and said, "Xiaoxue, don't worry! Your Grandpa Golden Crocodile was just joking with your father. Your father will be fine."
"Yeah!"
Hun Xiu knows that he is no match for the opponent, and he will no longer look for abuse.
Wow! Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind him dissipated, Hun Xiu slowly fell 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 Hun Xiu.
"Xiaoxue..."
Qian Daoliu was a little worried when he saw Qian Renxue running over. After all, Hun Xiu had some brain problems at this time.
He was afraid that Hun Xiu would hurt Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue is just a child, a cute child. She is not as powerful as Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Qian Daoliu wanted to stop it, but it was already too late. Qian Renxue was already in front of Hun Xiu.
Qian Daoliu can only hope that Hun Xiu will not hurt Qian Renxue.
Hun Xiu looked at Qian Renxue running towards him, squatted down and let Qian Renxue run into his arms.
He picked up Qian Renxue, gave Qian Renxue's chubby little face a few pecks, and said, "My good daughter, I miss you daddy..."
Don't say it.
It's good to have such a lovely daughter, especially after knowing that Qian Renxue still has his blood flowing through her.
This makes Hun Xiu more integrated with the role of "dad".
"Dad..."
When Qian Renxue saw Hun Xiu hugging her and kissing her, the unpleasantness just now completely disappeared and he hugged Hun Xiu's neck.
The small mouth is like a chicken pecking at rice, pecking at Hun Xiu's face non-stop.
Everyone looked at this scene of a loving father and a filial son, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Isn't the Pope's head broken? Can't remember anyone.
Thinking about it again now? Still say.
The head is broken, but it is not completely broken, only half broken. Some people remember it, but some people don't remember it.
Only this explanation can explain Hun Xiu's strange behavior before. No matter whether Hun Xiu's mind is broken?
Or is it only half broken? There is one thing to be happy about.
That is, their Spirit Hall Pope has not fallen, and that is enough.
A group of people returned to the Spirit Hall in a mighty manner, and all the white strips and other things on their bodies had been torn off.
If the Pope is not dead and is still a little white, that would be too much.