The Black-robed Men struggled to hold their ground under the assault of the Soul Ray Guns. They had clearly lost the initiative and found it difficult to resist. Yet the Soul Ray Guns showed no sign of slowing; as their warm-up completed, their rate of fire only grew faster.
Just then, a booming shout rang across the entire area.
"What the hell are you doing? Fall back!"
As the aged voice sounded, the Soul Saints on Spirit Hall's side all brightened and retreated in unison.
A figure moved like a gale, as elusive as Gui Mei. In a flash, he arrived before the crowd. Then, without seeming to make any movement at all, countless black shadows spread forth from his body.
Those black shadows moved with astonishing speed, intercepting every Soul Ray that had been aimed at the Spirit Hall Soul Masters.
At the sight of this figure, Fang Yuan's gaze sharpened, and his heart tightened slightly.
This is Ghost Leopard Douluo, Fang Yuan thought.
Fang Yuan had met this agility-attack Titled Douluo before, but they had not dealt with each other much, so he did not know his abilities well.
However, judging by that single display, the four Soul Ray Guns he had set up posed absolutely no threat to him.
Fang Yuan was now taking things seriously, but that did not mean he needed to brace himself simply because he was facing a Titled Douluo.
Holy Dragon Douluo had also been a Titled Douluo, yet Fang Yuan had still smashed him to death with a single punch. With Fang Yuan's strength, ordinary Titled Douluo were nothing more than fish on the chopping block.
Moreover, after obtaining a domain-type soul skill, Fang Yuan was confident that he could withstand even the combined assault of experts like Qian Daoliu, let