Tang Xiao, Die! (Please Keep Reading)

Under the protection of the Heaven Dou Royal Knights, Xue Qinghe's face twisted into near savagery.

She stared at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo in the sky, hating Bibi Dong to the core.

Her own man had died, yet she still sent people to kill her man.

What a vicious woman!

Xue Qinghe—or rather, Qian Renxue—wished she could return to Spirit Hall right now and drive that pretentious Bibi Dong off the Pope's throne.

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo became targets of Qian Renxue's anger. As long as she got the chance, she would get rid of Bibi Dong's two loyal dogs.

Bibi Dong, just you wait. And the Clear Sky Sect too. You dared to kill my man. If I don't kill you all, I'll never be able to vent this hatred in my heart.

Not far away, Ning Fengzhi's expression was equally grim.

Just to kill Su Chen, Spirit Hall had fucking joined forces with the Clear Sky Sect.

No wonder they had been hunted by Spirit Hall until they sealed off their mountain and went into hiding.

He anxiously watched Su Chen. Su Chen could not die.

Fortunately, he had used his Martial Soul Avatar. The Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support abilities doubled directly, and Dugu Bo and Sword Douluo, empowered by him, were suppressing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked as though he had seen a ghost.

Was this still the weakest Titled Douluo from back then?

His Soul Power had risen to Rank 94, and with Ning Fengzhi's enhancement, he was even stronger than Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Old Ghost!"

Ghost Douluo was also retreating again and again. Fortunately, he had no physical body, and his ghost Martial Soul possessed extremely high immunity to physical damage.

Otherwise, Sword Douluo might have already slain