Don't Underestimate the Bond Between a Man and a Bear!

Seeing this, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who stood nearby, did not hesitate in the slightest and released their respective Martial Souls.

The Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul appeared in Sword Douluo's hand, while nine Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

A pitch-black dragon suddenly appeared above Bone Douluo's head. Unlike ordinary dragons, this black dragon had no flesh on its body whatsoever.

Nine Soul Rings likewise surrounded Bone Douluo.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Bone Prison!"

Bone Douluo made the first move.

As his voice fell, countless bone spikes condensed from white bones suddenly burst from the ground.

These bone spikes surged madly toward Qin Feng.

"Brother Qiang."

Seeing this, Qin Feng retreated into the barrier while calling out to Brother Qiang.

"Got it."

Bald Qiang, who had long been prepared, directly started the Chainsaw in his hand.

He ignored the incoming bone spikes and launched himself toward Bone Douluo.

With the little wooden cabin protected by the barrier, he did not need to worry about His Highness's safety or the cabin's safety. Why bother with these bone spikes?

"Sixth Soul Skill! Myriad Swords Returning to Origin!"

Seeing this, Sword Douluo hurriedly unleashed his Soul Skill.

In an instant, countless silver-white sword blades condensed from Soul Power appeared behind him.

"Go."

Sword Douluo willed it.

At once, the countless silver-white blades behind him seemed to receive an order, shooting toward Bald Qiang like arrows leaving the bowstring.

Faced with this, Bald Qiang's expression did not change as he raised a hand to block the incoming blades.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Light! First: Strength! Second: Speed! Third: Soul! Fifth: Attack! Sixth: Amplification!"

Seeing Sword Douluo struggle somewhat, Ning Fengzhi activated the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul in his hand and unleashed several Soul Skills at once.

Several enhancement skills instantly descended upon Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

Yet even with Ning Fengzhi's Soul Skill enhancements, those sword blades still shattered upon contact.

Ning Fengzhi's expression was somewhat grim. He had not expected this Extreme Douluo to be so troublesome.

"Everyone, release your Soul Skills!"

He turned to the members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School behind him and shouted angrily.

"Yes!"

An ice-blue pagoda radiating seven-colored light appeared in the hands of every Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School member.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Light..."

Countless voices chanting Soul Skills rang out.

Without exception, all those enhancement Soul Skills were bestowed upon Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

With the support of several thousand Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School members, the sword blades Sword Douluo released were actually beginning to match Bald Qiang blow for blow.

"Hmph! What kind of skill is bullying the few with the many?"

At that moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded from nearby.

Xiong Er, standing outside the barrier, let out a roar, indignation flashing in its eyes.

Immediately, everyone's gaze gathered on Xiong Er.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

In the distance, Bibi Dong looked at the talking Xiong Er, her eyes flickering slightly with shock written all over her face.

What shocked her was not that Qin Feng possessed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, but that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was actually willing to associate with humans!

"Interesting."

At the very back of Spirit Hall, an elderly man with golden hair watched the scene with interest.

"Grand Priest, it seems this opponent is rather formidable this time."

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke solemnly beside him.

Two Extreme Douluo, plus a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

No wonder Bibi Dong had sought help from their seven offerings.

If the nine elders of the Elders' Hall had come instead, they would have been walking straight into death.

"Nothing to fear."

Qiandao Liu spoke with an indifferent expression.

The two Extreme Douluo were indeed powerful, but not powerful enough for one person to fight dozens of Title Douluo alone.

They would first let the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School wear down this Extreme Douluo's Soul Power. Then he would make his move.

He would handle one Extreme Douluo himself, while the remaining Extreme Douluo would be left to the other offerings of the Hall of Offerings. As for this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, it would be handed over to the elders of the Elders' Hall.

"Roar!"

At that moment, Xiong Er could no longer stand watching. It roared, and the muscles on its chest instantly swelled.

Its figure flickered several times before it arrived beside Bald Qiang. Looking at the sword blades before it, disdain flashed in its eyes.

Then, it threw a punch.

"Crack!"

In an instant, the sword blades before it shattered.

"Big Baldy, you go! Leave the rest to me!"

Xiong Er stood before the sword blades and roared.

"Alright."

Bald Qiang nodded and charged toward Bone Douluo.

"Not good!"

Bone Douluo's expression changed when he saw this.

Though he possessed a beast Martial Soul, facing an Extreme Douluo head-on was clearly not a wise choice.

"Bone Dragon Goes to Sea, Soaring Through the Sky, Roaming Freely, Rising Three Thousand Miles, Riding the Wind!"

"Ninth Soul Skill! Bone-Formed Divine Dragon!"

With no other options, Bone Douluo could only unleash his strongest Soul Skill.

As his words fell, countless bone spikes appeared around him and wrapped around his body.

At the same time, the Bone Dragon in midair let out an angry roar.

"Roar!"

After roaring, the Bone Dragon charged straight at Bald Qiang.

"Ninth Soul Skill! Heaven-Opening!"

Bald Qiang's expression tightened slightly. The Chainsaw in his hand began to radiate golden light.

The phantom of a gigantic Chainsaw appeared above the Chainsaw Martial Soul.

"Break open!"

He roared again and swung the Chainsaw in his hand at the incoming Bone Dragon.

"Boom!"

In an instant, their attacks collided.

"Bone Douluo has lost."

On the ground, Qiandao Liu watched the two men in the air and spoke calmly.

"Indeed."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded in agreement.

After all, facing an Extreme Douluo was already a disadvantage. How much more so when clashing head-on with one?

As the two spoke, the battle between Bone Douluo and Bald Qiang also reached its final moment.

After their attacks remained deadlocked for a brief moment, the Chainsaw broke through the Bone Dragon's defenses and instantly cleaved it in two.

"Pfft..."

As the Bone Dragon Martial Soul dissipated, Bone Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body instantly fell from the sky.

"Thud!"

After a dull impact, Bone Douluo lay on the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Uncle Bone!"

When Ning Fengzhi saw Bone Douluo lying motionless on the ground, his eyes turned bloodshot. He roared and hurried forward to examine his injuries.

After sensing that Bone Douluo was still breathing, he let out a sigh of relief.

He then placed Bone Douluo inside the carriage.

Afterward, he raised his head to watch the battle in the sky.

However, he was no longer as confident as he had been at the beginning. Instead, his face was filled with worry.

After all, if Uncle Bone had already lost to this Extreme Douluo, could Uncle Sword be far from defeat?

In the air, with Bone Douluo gone, only Sword Douluo remained on the field.

Sword Douluo was panting heavily, his expression grave as he stared at Xiong Er before him.

His eyes were filled with solemnity.

"You aren't a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, are you?"

Sword Douluo drew a deep breath and voiced the question in his heart.

If it were merely a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he could not possibly be struggling this much.