Qian Renxue watched the clash between the two armies coldly. Spirit Rings lit beneath her feet, and a gleaming golden Divine Sword appeared in her hand, pointing straight at Xue Beng. "Pufferfish, Snake Lance, you two join in as well. Leave Xue Beng to me!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo immediately stepped on their Spirit Rings and charged toward Tang San. Two Martial Soul Avatars rose from the ground.
Facing them were two Title Douluo on Tang San's side, one wielding a blade and the other a spear.
"Heh, picking on the weak?"
Tang San sneered. Blood energy surged from his body as he instantly lunged at Qian Renxue, reaching out to grab her clothes.
"Impudent!"
Jiang Mo Douluo roared, thrusting the Dragon Pattern Stick in his hand straight at Tang San's face. Behind Tang San, the Martial Soul Avatars of the White Tiger and Hell Spirit Cat rose from the ground and blasted toward Jiang Mo Douluo! Qian Jun Douluo immediately met them head-on, joining his younger brother to face Tang San and those two Title Douluo powerhouses from the Star Luo Empire, whose breasts had even shriveled flat.
"Die!"
All of a sudden, several dozen more figures rushed out of the palace, six or seven Spirit Rings beneath their feet. They charged directly at Ning Fengzhi, who could influence the battle, or rushed toward Princess Xue Ke atop the war chariot.
"Get lost!"
Roxon rushed back in time and blocked a Soul Saint, but he was powerless to help the others. Although Soul Hall had quite a few capable fighters, very few had surpassed level seventy.
They could only barely hold them off.
At that moment, several black silhouettes appeared in the sky, dressed in formal attire. Anyone who had attended the previous Spirit