Although Thunder Flame Douluo Jiang Zhanheng's expression remained unchanged, he felt somewhat annoyed as he withdrew his thunder flames.
There was no doubt he had suffered a loss. Even his clothes had been slashed apart.
Since when had it become so difficult for a Titled Douluo to deal with a Soul Douluo?
His opponent's martial soul was truly strange. Neither Spiritual Power nor his own soul skills could detect the other's exact location. That was troublesome.
Thunder Flame Douluo Jiang Zhanheng steadied himself, his eyes flashing as the twin guns in his hands stabbed into the air simultaneously.
This time, he did not dare let his guard down. Thunder flames burst forth in every direction, spreading outward to cover the surroundings.
No matter how his opponent concealed himself, he believed that under such all-encompassing attacks, there would be nowhere to hide.
Yet at that moment, he felt as though the thunder flames he had unleashed were being stirred. From all directions, sharp auras shot toward him like blades, slicing through the air.
He had no choice but to intensify the outpouring of thunder flames, yet he still felt as though he were being cut to pieces.
Once again, he was astonished by his opponent's strength.
He had no choice but to unleash his Sixth Soul Skill, Thunder Flame Bloom.
A mass of thunder flames erupted from his body like blossoming fireworks. It was still a wide-range offensive soul skill.
But at that moment, his vision suddenly blurred, and he vaguely saw a streak of light flash toward him.
The powerful Thunder Flame Bloom had actually failed to stop that streak of light.
The light arrived before him in an instant.
Thunder Flame Douluo Jiang Zhanheng's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he tried to summon his battle armor. This was absolutely