"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo! Get rid of that evil obstacle for me quickly!" Bibi Dong gave the order, and Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were already eager to try, couldn't wait to rush towards Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, now it's my turn to protect you! Even if you are Spirit Beast!" Just when Qian Jun fired, Tang San The thin figure stood in front of Xiao Wu like a mantis holding a chariot. Hidden Weapon fired several black lights in his hand in an attempt to stop the attacks of the two Titled Douluo.
"Brother!" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's back infatuatedly. At this moment, it was like the most indestructible barrier from the gods descending to protect him in front of him, firmly engraved in his heart.
"You are simply seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes. He had already recognized that this boy was the target that he had been forced to defeat before, and the attack in his hand became even more fierce.
However, a figure suddenly jumped onto the Soul Fighting stage, and the next moment Susanoo's half-length form opened up, like a huge blue half-length giant that enveloped Tang San and Xiao Wu at the same time.
Despite the strange ghost-like attacks and the torrent of golden chrysanthemum petals, it remained motionless like a solid reef, successfully blocking the attack of the two Titled Douluo.
"Xiao San, no matter what choice you make, I will stand by your side!" Madara stood in front of the two of them, and with a slight movement of his lips, the sound was transmitted to Tang San's ears.
"Yeah!" Tang San nodded vigorously, and suddenly found that Madara was there, and the current situation was not so scary.
"His Holiness the Pope, Spirit Hall, is it unfair to wantonly retaliate against the student team that won the championship?" Dugu Bo also stood up at this time and asked.
"Please His Holiness the Pope have mercy! Xiao Wu is our companion, we will never abandon her!" The remaining Shrek looked at each other and saw determination in the eyes of their companions, and they all moved forward and knelt down on one knee to plead.
"Why do you need to worry about what this pope does? Isn't Dugu Bo's old eyesight so blind that he can't see that it's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?" Bibi Dong is extremely powerful, and the overwhelming pressure is already crushing Dugu Bo, who is standing with Tang San and the others.
The tide-like coercion instantly spread to the entire place. All Soul Master who could not reach a certain level of cultivation felt like mountains pressing on their shoulders and fell to the ground. Even Madara, who was protected by Susanoo, could feel the peerless aura that suppressed everything in the distance.
"Madara, right? Let me ask you one question, do you want to make friends with this person or not?" At this moment, Bibi Dong looked at each other indifferently like a god who came to the world, looking at each other from a distance.
"It's so funny! Do you think you can make me surrender like this?" Madara felt the abyss-like tyrannical momentum coming from him, and clusters of flames slowly burned in his eyes. He slightly licked the corners of his dry mouth and said in a low and hoarse voice.
"Uncle Master, will Master fail?" Mumu unexpectedly followed Madara's pace at some point. He gently pulled Tang San's sleeve from behind and asked worriedly.
"No! Absolutely not! Because he is my brother Madara!" Tang San held Mumu's cold little hand tightly, looking at the back of the upright figure and said with great admiration.
At the same time, a weak but persevering aura was slowly released with Madara as the center, as if endless blood and killing intent were mixed in it, far opposite to the aura of Bibi Dong.
"What a shame for such a talented man! Kill him!" Bibi Dong's quiet and noble cheeks were covered with frost, and he opened his lips lightly and ordered.
"Go! Kill that kid!" Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, and at the same time, they used their strongest Soul Skill to attack Madara.
The endless chrysanthemum petals formed a giant golden dragon at this moment. It roared upwards and shook the whole world. Ghost Douluo seemed to have its own soul in an instant under the attack of Ghost Douluo, which was like an evil ghost. It blasted towards Susanoo with a fierce murderous aura.
If you can't take it, you will die!
Madara's sixth sense in his heart was warning him crazily that the two Titled Douluos working together could definitely break Susanoo in his current state.
Then let's give it a try and see which one of us is stronger!
Madara's Sharingan rotated rapidly to the limit, and the fighting spirit surged out of his chest. He outputted his Soul Power at all costs. A long knife appeared in the hand of the controller Susanoo. At this moment, he even waved the afterimage, and the water-like cold light gathered into a frenzy of sword light to attack each other brazenly.
bring it on!
The sound that erupted at the moment when the two behemoths collided made all Soul Master with low cultivation level cover their ears in pain, and the shock wave even uprooted the giant tree decorated in front of the Spirit Hall, flying dozens of meters like a toy.
Fortunately, there were several Titled Douluo in the field who took action to provide shelter for Soul Master in their direction, blocking the aftermath of the attack.
"Ahem! Is one plus one greater than two? I really underestimate you two!" Madara used the scythe and War Fan to support his body on the ground, his face slightly ferocious and blood oozed from his mouth.
Susanoo's arms that were originally in front of him have been shattered like fragile ceramics, and a big hole has even been broken into his chest. Spider-web-like cracks covered the entire front of Susanoo, which looked extremely tragic.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo fell from the sky. They took a few steps back in a tacit understanding and used their clothes to block their slightly trembling and even unconscious hands. Although the two were not injured, the sky-wide Blade Aura that Madara slashed was not so easy to catch.
There was no way. Madara, who was carrying three burdens at this time, could only withstand such an attack, otherwise he would never be injured so easily.
"Spirit Hall, is that all? Hahahahahaha!" Madara, who was obviously extremely miserable, laughed unbridled and straightened his spine, like a proud lion who would not lower his head even if he was covered in bruises.
Madara's laughter resounded throughout the entire arena, and was especially harsh in Bibi Dong's ears, attracting all kinds of eyes.
Some may say that he is arrogant and unruly, while others may admire him for being so brave even in the face of desperate situations.
But Madara knew deeply, could the woman kneeling on the ground and praying humbly at this moment survive? No kidding!
In this case, why should you lower your proud head! Even if you are against the whole world, so what?
He was in awe of Bibi Dong because she was strong, but in Madara's dictionary, strong people are meant to kill and surpass!
"Such a person must not be allowed to enmity with him! Otherwise Spirit Hall will be in danger!" For some reason, such a ridiculous idea appeared in Bibi Dong's heart, and it was deeply rooted in her mind and she could not get rid of it.
Seeing that the two Titled Douluo under his command did not continue to pursue the victory, Bibi Dong seemed to notice that the two of them were in poor condition, and slowly finished Martial Soul Possession slowly stood up from the highest throne, walked down the steps step by step, and said in a tone as cold as the cold wind, "Then, let me send you on your way!"
Have you grown to this point?
In the audience, almost everyone was staggering under the pressure of the Pope's sea-like aura, but there was a figure in a cloak who sat there quietly without being affected in the slightest, and was unusually conspicuous.
Xiaoban, have you grown to this point?