Bibi Dong Lost?!

Chen Feng still did not retreat.

The ninth Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring lit up.

All the golden-cyan light in the plaza converged into the Azure Lotus Sword.

The hundred-zhang sword rapidly shrank.

In the end, it transformed back into a sword three feet and six inches long.

Across the sword's surface, nine layers of azure lotuses bloomed in succession.

"Ninth soul skill."

"Azure Lotus Suppresses the World."

He slashed down.

Eternal Wound split apart from the center.

Golden-cyan sword light pierced through Douluo Hall Plaza.

The Death Spider Emperor True Body before Bibi Dong instantly froze.

A straight sword mark appeared from its head to its abdomen.

Purple-black Soul Power continuously spilled from the crack.

The next moment.

The Death Spider Emperor True Body shattered completely.

All nine Soul Rings dimmed at once.

The Papal Scepter slipped from her hand and struck the ground.

The Azure Lotus Sword crossed a hundred meters and stopped before Bibi Dong's brow.

Another half-inch forward from its tip would have ended this spar.

Spirit Hall Plaza fell silent.

No one spoke.

Chrysanthemum Douluo watched the Azure Lotus Sword return to stillness, his face turning pale.

Ghost Douluo did not look away either.

From the beginning of the battle to its end, Bibi Dong had only endured three direct clashes.

Before her Twin Martial Souls could fully unfold, the Pope had already been defeated.

Qian Renxue stood at the edge of the plaza.

Her golden eyes brimmed with pride.

Chen Feng raised a hand in summons.

The Azure Lotus Sword circled around Bibi Dong and returned to his palm.

"The spar is over."

Bibi Dong remained where she stood.

Her purple-black armor gradually receded.

For the first time, her stunningly beautiful face lost its usual composure.

Her violet eyes stared fixedly at Chen Feng.

"Rank 98."