Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi Arrive

Two Evil Soul Masters at the Super Douluo level!

Their ninth soul rings were red, too. The sight sent a powerful jolt through every Titled Douluo present.

"Just leave the blood and corpses to me." Red Fang grinned. "You can take your time torturing them later. Get moving."

As he spoke, blood-red soul power enveloped his hands. He slashed out several claw blades that hurtled toward the group.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gathering of Cold Blossoms!" Chrysanthemum Douluo unleashed his fifth soul skill, sending a massive Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum blade sweeping toward them.

The claw blades collided with the giant blade.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's attack was destroyed instantly, but it bought the Titled Douluo enough time to react and swiftly evade Red Fang's assault.

But Black Bird's attack followed right behind it!

A long black whip lashed out—the Black Dragon Whip.

The whip instantly bound Ghost Douluo, who was likewise lurking in the shadows, and dragged him straight out.

"Die." A soul ring lit up beneath Black Bird's feet as a mocking smile spread across his face. "Third Soul Skill, Black Feather Explosion!"

Black feathers blasted toward Ghost Douluo, who was still bound by the whip.

"Fourth soul skill, Ghostly Wings!"

Ghost Douluo roared. A pair of pitch-black wings sprouted from his back, boosting his strength. He barely broke free of the Black Dragon Whip and swiftly dodged the Black Feather Explosion, but its shock wave still injured him.

"Old Ghost, behind you!" Chrysanthemum Douluo cried out.

"Argh..." Sharp claws tore open Ghost Douluo's back, drawing blood.

Red Fang's teeth were about to sink into Ghost Douluo's shoulder.

Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo charged over, his eyes bloodshot.

"Don't you dare hurt Old Ghost! Eighth Soul Skill, Radiant Light!"

Streams of golden light erupted from the flower's center and shot toward Red