Ye Xishui Makes Her Move, Crushing Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo
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Chrysanthemum Douluo was in a difficult position, as this was a task personally assigned by His Majesty.
Although Chrysanthemum Douluo actually looks down on Yu Xiaogang, His Majesty is different.
Chrysanthemum Douluo exchanged a troubled glance with Ghost Douluo, then said to Xiao Wu, "This... His Holiness specifically requested the killing of Meng Chen... How about this, we break Meng Chen's arms and legs, then take him to Spirit City, where His Holiness the His Holiness the Pope can dispose of him as he sees fit."
"After all, His Majesty is not some kind of devil. If Meng Chen begs for mercy, he might be forgiven."
Chrysanthemum Douluo said these words directly to Xiao Wu, completely ignoring Meng Chen's own wishes.
Xiao Wu's expression changed drastically. She absolutely did not want Meng Chen to be harmed, and hurriedly racked her brains for a solution that would satisfy both sides.
Meng Chen: "..."
He looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo and smiled helplessly, "Is it possible that you two are actually no match for me?"
These words stunned both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Is this kid scared out of his wits? You, a Soul King, can't even take him down?
Xiao Wu panicked when she heard Meng Chen say that. She abandoned the radish and ran to Meng Chen's side to protect him, saying, "A-Chen, run! I'll hold him off for a bit!"
"Run? It's too late."
Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his head. "Young man, you're leaving with regrets."
Just then, Ye Xishui emerged from the blind spot behind the oak tree trunk.
Her bright red dress was as if stained with blood, and her every step was so intellectual and elegant, with a rhythm in her movements.
Ye Xishui, swept disdainfully over Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and her Soul Ring rose one by one.
Black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red.
Nine Soul Ring appeared one after another, rhythmically pulsating around her body, their light as black as ink and as crimson as blood.
The afternoon sunlight seemed to dim at this moment.
Holy crap!
Chrysanthemum Douluo was shocked. Was this a possible combination of Soul Ring for a human?
"Six... six black, three red..."
Ghost Douluo's voice even sounded human-like in fright. His Soul Ring were already incredibly powerful, but what was even more terrifying was the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Xishui...
"Level 99... Peerless Douluo?!"
Having experience before, Meng Chen grabbed Xiao Wu and ran.
The battle between Titled Douluo is not something he can intervene in for the time being.
After Meng Chen ran far away, Ye Xishui looked at the two Titled Douluo opposite her and smiled charmingly, "Sorry, I really like this little guy, so I can't let you break his arms and legs. So... could you let me break your arms and legs instead?"
Grass!
After observing a plant, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo took a deep breath, and their Soul Ring rose simultaneously—two yellow, two purple, and five black.
These nine Soul Ring should have been very imposing, but in front of Ye Xishui, they were simply child's play!
Just like the name of his Martial Soul, his Gui Mei body transformed into a flowing shadow the moment he moved, like Gui Mei, as he attacked Meng Chen!
The shadow that Ghost Douluo transformed into moved extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the air. If viewed from above, it would appear as if a black river had suddenly appeared on the ground.
He simply didn't believe that he and Chrysanthemum Douluo could defeat Ye Xishui. Only by relying on his strange Martial Soul to launch a surprise attack might he be able to capture Meng Chen and threaten this beautiful and strangely powerful woman in front of him.
Chrysanthemum Douluo attacked at the same time.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemums Wither, Wounds Cover the Ground, Fallen Flowers Break the Heart!"
Golden light swirled around Chrysanthemum Douluo, and a giant chrysanthemum suddenly appeared beneath his feet. At the same time, countless chrysanthemum petals appeared out of thin air, spinning rapidly and scattering in all directions, their edges as sharp as blades!
The picturesque low hill was riddled with craters from the flying chrysanthemum petals, as if it had been plowed by a giant plow.
Chrysanthemum Douluo pointed a single finger to the sky, and a golden pillar of light shot into the heavens. The clouds in the sky swirled around this golden pillar of light, and its oppressive power shook the nine heavens!
In Heaven Dou City, countless ordinary people stared in horror at the scene in the distance, and they felt some difficulty breathing.
Even when trying to buy time, Chrysanthemum Douluo unleashed his strongest attack against Ye Xishui.
"Sister Ye, they're from the Spirit Hall. We can't kill them, and we also can't reveal your identity as Evil Soul Master!"
Even while fleeing, Meng Chen still spoke up to remind Ye Xishui.
Ye Xishui smiled helplessly, as if spring had arrived.
This little guy really knows how to give me a tough time.
But... well, you called me anyway.
Ye Xishui raised her right hand, and a red ball of light appeared in her hand. She pushed the red ball of light forward, and it exploded, releasing a sky full of scarlet light.
Before the crimson light, Chrysanthemum Douluo's golden petals softened rapidly, like pieces of paper thrown into water, and decomposed into tiny golden particles of light, eventually dissipating into nothingness.
Holy crap!
Chrysanthemum Douluo was dumbfounded; he had already given it his all.
After temporarily blocking Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ye Xishui went to capture Ghost Douluo.
The Gui Mei was chasing Meng Chen relentlessly, and was about to catch up when suddenly a murderous aura descended from above. He felt as if his heart was being gripped by something cold and damp, and for a moment his body went limp.
He quickly bit his tongue, using the pain to regain control of his body, and then decisively dodged to the side.
"Boom!"
One foot landed heavily beside Ghost Douluo, its crystal-clear, rounded toes fully exposed, covered with dark red toenails. The foot was almost completely naked, with only the silver high heel and the silver shoe upper inlaid with rubies telling others that this foot was wearing high heels.
This is a small, fair foot, yet it possesses earth-shattering power!
It trampled out a deep pit tens of meters in area, and its terrifying power even injured Ghost Douluo, causing him to vomit blood.
Ghost Douluo was deeply shocked, because in this state, his physical damage should have been greatly reduced or even rendered ineffective, but this foot actually made him vomit blood.
The silver embellishments on the high heels extended upwards from the ankle, revealing that this foot belonged to that terrifying woman at level ninety-nine, Ye Xishui!
Ghost Douluo quickly returned to his old friend's side to fight alongside him.
They had completely abandoned any thought of capturing Meng Chen to threaten Ye Xishui; they were now focused on finding another way to escape.
Looking at Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ye Xishui smiled again, her crimson lips as red as blood.
This smile was like that of a succubus who had just drunk her fill of blood—alluring yet dangerous.
Without any visible movement from Ye Xishui, her eyes flashed red, and the red aura that had blocked Chrysanthemum Douluo's Ninth Soul Skill suddenly expanded, bombarding the two of them!
After a loud explosion, the original low slope completely disappeared, and the area within a radius of one kilometer was completely leveled. Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were knocked to the ground.
They were both injured and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
"Old ghost! This won't do, use that move!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo roared.
"Good!"
Ghost Douluo gritted his teeth and agreed.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood back to back, their hands crossed in front of them in a unique starting stance.
Golden light and black shadows burst forth and merged together.
"Bipolar Domain of Immobility!"