Peerless Douluo

Uh!

At his words, Liu Erlong's cheeks flushed.

Indeed, if not for Xiao Han, Yu Xiaogang would never have let go of the prejudices in his heart. Given their relationship, who knew how long it would have taken for them to break through that final barrier?

Still, seeing Yu Xiaogang run off with Bi Bidong, Liu Erlong felt somewhat unwilling to accept it.

"Qian Daoliu, your Spirit Hall has already fallen. Are you still refusing to show yourself?"

Xiao Han's powerful voice rang through every corner of Spirit City.

Whoosh

The space ahead shook violently. Before the sound of something cutting through the air arrived, the man himself had already appeared before Xiao Han.

"Elder of Judgment!"

Upon seeing Qian Daoliu arrive, the surviving Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall finally regained a sliver of confidence.

"Brat, you've got some nerve!" Qian Daoliu stared at Xiao Han, his gaze like two swords.

"Hehe, I'm just crashing the place." Xiao Han smiled calmly.

"Mm, you've got guts." Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes. "Since the founding of Spirit Hall, I have to say, you are the first person who has dared to attack Spirit Hall."

"What, are you afraid?" Xiao Han smiled faintly. "If you are, cripple your own cultivation. I can spare your life."

"Hehe, guts indeed. Other than Tang Chen, you are the first person to dare speak to me like this." Soul power surged from Qian Daoliu's body as nine Soul Rings appeared around him. From top to bottom, their colors were black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, and red. Behind him appeared a Six-winged Angel radiating golden light.

"His first Soul Ring is actually a black Ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring!"

"No wonder he became a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo. With his strength, he should be able to fight