Mu En's face instantly darkened.
He stared at Lu Ren, those golden Dragon Eyess filled with uncontrollable anger.
"Smelly brat----"
"Challenger? You really dare to say that. It seems that the successful sneak attack makes you quite happy."
Mu En said through gritted teeth.
Two hundred years of self-cultivation were torn to pieces at this moment.
He has lived for so long and has never seen such an arrogant younger generation.
"Lu Ren, you are just a fish on the chopping board. A little more lively than the others, but a fish that never has a name."
Mu En said, already taking a fighting stance.
His feet were slightly apart, his center of gravity sank, and his whole body was like a fully drawn bow.
His hands contained an extremely strong aura of light. The light overflowed from his palms and flowed along his fingers, reflecting his hands like two golden lanterns.
"Next, let's start peeling off your scales."
"Arrogant kid!" Ye Xishui screamed, her voice as sharp as fingernails scratching metal, "Do you really think we can't do anything to you after your sneak attack?"
"The three of us join forces, today is the day you die!"
Dark red Soul Power surged out of her body like a tide, blowing up her frozen cloak, and the torn pieces of cloth at the edges of the cloak rustled in the wind.
The Death God Tower behind him slowly emerged, becoming more solid than before. The Vengeful Spirit on the tower were densely packed together and let out a shrill roar.
The roars were layered, like countless mouths screaming in the ears at the same time.
Long Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He silently took half a step forward, with Mu En on the left and right guarding Ye Xishui.
This stance is a habit they developed when they were young.
Mu En is in the front right, he is in the front left, and Ye Xishui is in the center to provide support.
A hundred years have passed, their cultivation has changed, their appearance has changed, and their stance has changed, but the memory of this triangle formation engraved in their bones has never changed.
His Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul has been stimulated to the extreme, and the Dragon Scales on the surface of his body is glowing coldly in the sun. Each piece of Dragon Scales is slightly open, and wisps of Dark Soul Power seep out from the edges, forming a light black mist around him.
Lu Ren looked at the prepared postures of these three people, smiling brightly as if they had heard some particularly funny joke.
He tilted his head, and the broken hair on his forehead was gently swayed by the wind. "Don't think that you can rely on your old age to live up to your old age."
"Even if you are facing an old man, I will go all out to beat you to death."
Ye Xishui's face became increasingly gloomy, and his sneer contained undisguised sarcasm, "Boy, you are nothing more than Rank 87 Soul Douluo. Even if you have more heretics, you still can't fill the gap in cultivation."
"With the three of us joining forces, no single being in the entire continent can face it alone."
When she said the last sentence, her tone was filled with absolute confidence.
This confidence is based on absolute strength.
"Really? Then I will be the first one." Lu Ren said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu En was already the first to rush forward.
A golden wave of light exploded under his feet, and his whole body turned into a golden meteor, launching a killing move towards Lu Ren.
Light Dragon Claw!
A complete dragon claw shape has emerged on Mu En's right hand. When the five fingers are spread out, they are half the size of a human. Each knuckle is covered with thick golden Dragon Scales. The Power of Light condensed on the claw tip is so strong that it almost condenses into substance, leaving five scorching light traces in the air.
His right arm suddenly reached forward, the dragon's claws tore through the air, and clawed at Lu Ren's face with an ear-piercing scream.
Lu Ren raised his hand and blocked it. When his arm collided with the dragon claw, there was a crisp sound like a metal collision. Air waves exploded from the point of collision to all directions, blowing away all Rubble under his feet.
Then he grabbed the momentary gap after Mu En's dragon claw fell, and hit Mu En hard with his right fist.
But this punch did not cause any Black Flash, nor did black lightning bloom.
It was just an ordinary straight punch, with pure physical strength, hitting Dragon Scales on Mu En's chest, making a dull impact.
For Mu En, this punch was completely painless and itchy.
However, at this moment, Long Xiaoyao also came to the left of Lu Ren.
His movements were almost synchronized with Mu En, and the two formed a perfect flanking attack, one on the left and the other on the right.
His dragon claws are different from Mu En's. They are completely black and the tips of the claws are Entanglement with corrosive Dark Soul Power.
The Dark Soul Power made a hissing sound in the air. He used Dark Dragon Claw on Lu Ren, and Mu En flanked Lu Ren.
The two of them were in light and darkness, and the dragon claws fell from two directions at the same time. The light and Darkness Power simultaneously blocked all the space for Lu Ren to dodge.
However, Lu Ren accepted the combined attacks of Mu En and Long Xiaoyao with a calm expression. His figure shuttled back and forth between the two golden and black lights, his feet moved quickly on the ground, and every time he stepped on the ground, he accurately stepped on the gap between the two attacks.
His left hand blocked Mu En's Light Dragon Claw, and the blood-colored lines on the back of his hand made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with Power of Light.
His right hand simultaneously deflected Long Xiaoyao's dark claw strike, and tiny sparks flew up when the bloody armor covering his fingertips collided with Dark Soul Power.
His speed was so fast that even the naked eye could not catch it for a moment. All he could see was a blurry black figure moving smoothly through the web of death woven by two dragon claws.
And Ye Xishui is at the rear.
Behind her, the extremely tall Death God Tower is blooming with dazzling red light.
There are more Vengeful Spirits on the tower than before. Those refined souls are twisting crazily on the tower, and every twisting makes the blood of the tower more intense.
At this moment, she is accumulating strength. The bloody light at the top of Death God Tower is condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bloody smell in the air is getting thicker and thicker.
At this time, it was dozens of kilometers away from the battlefield.
Ye Guyi and others have retreated to extremely safe positions.
This is a low hill. The top of the hill has been temporarily flattened to create a clearing. There are still neat sections cut by Soul Tool on the ground.
The members of Spirit Pagoda gathered here, looking at the barren mountains and ridges that were affected beyond recognition by the battle.
Du Busi took out a high-altitude soul guidance detector's projection instrument. It was a sophisticated soul guidance device, entirely silver, with fine Soul Guidance Array flowing on its surface.
He placed the instrument at the highest point of the hill, and when activated, a translucent projection screen was projected into the air.
The projection screen is as tall as two people and is suspended three feet above the ground, allowing everyone to clearly see every detail inside the screen.
All I could see was the perspective on the screen, overlooking the entire battlefield from a high altitude.
The area where Lu Ren and Mu En are fighting is completely framed in the center of the screen, so clear that every Rift pattern on the ground and the trajectory of every Rubble splash are clearly visible.
"Oh, Illustrious Virtue Hall is indeed the strongest organization on the Douluo Continent that manufactures Soul Tool. The products produced by the Illustrious Virtue Hall are so easy to use."
Du Busi couldn't help but sigh.
He stretched out his hand and clicked on the projection screen, and the screen could actually be enlarged, bringing the details of the fight between Lu Ren and Mu En closer. 0
"I have to ask Lu Ren to find that guy Jing Hongchen another day. Give me a few more."
"Those old guys at the Body Sect are still reluctant to spend money to buy these things. What do you think Soul Tool is evil? Look at the effect. Can evil people be seen so clearly?"
As he spoke, he adjusted the angle of the projection to ensure that everyone could see the best picture.
Du Busi finished sighing and looked back at the people gathered behind him, "Whatever, can you all see clearly?"
"You can see clearly."
Ji Juechen holds the sword in both hands, Silver-White Long Sword across his chest.
He raised his head, his own light fell on the screen, and he watched Lu Ren facing the combined attack of Long Xiaoyao and Mu En.
The light and shadow on the projection screen kept flickering, reflecting on his paralyzed face, illuminating the image reflected in his pupils flickeringly.
"Now, I feel that Lu Ren is in danger."
"No, Long Xiaoyao and Mu En were known as the combination Black and White Twin Holy Dragons in their early years. The two of them are old teammates, so they naturally have a tacit understanding when working together."
Du Busi nodded in judgment, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.
He also witnessed with his own eyes how prosperous Black and White Twin Holy Dragons was in that era.
With the two of them joining forces, there is almost no opponent at the same level.
"Especially Mu En, who is known as Shrek Academy Thousand-Year, is the strongest person ever."
"Lu Ren No matter how talented this kid is, in terms of cultivation, he can't compare to these old guys now."
"Look at Mu En's current state. Golden Ancient Tree Thousand-Year has sucked all the power he had accumulated, and the peak combat power he gained in return is no joke." Du Busi paused, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "But I don't think this kid seems to be serious about it yet."
"Look at his expression, he is very relaxed, as if he is warming up."
"I remember, Lu Ren should have a lot of perverted abilities, and Soul Skill."
At this moment, Ye Guyi raised his hand and spoke.
She pointed with her other hand at Lu Ren on the screen.
"But why didn't Lu Ren choose to use it instead of fighting them hand to hand?"
"He clearly has the abilities Domain Expansion, Word-Made-Reality, and more. Why haven't any of them been used yet?"
She paused and asked, "Also, I remember that Lu Ren has a move where he can shoot black lightning with his fist. This move is extremely powerful and people of the same level cannot withstand it. But why didn't he use it this time?"
"As well as the powerful combat power of the two Soul Spirits, Ice Empress and Snow Empress, Lu Ren didn't even ask them to help."
She poured out a series of questions like beans, and Nana next to her also cast an equally confused look.
Ji Juechen looked at the screen with bright eyes, all his attention was focused on it, his eyes remained motionless, and his pupils reflected the flickering light and shadow on the projection screen.
His Sword Intent was slowly flowing in his body. It was obvious that just watching this battle made his blood boil.
"The density of the two people's flanking attack is very high. You can see that after Mu En attacks, Long Xiaoyao immediately takes over the position. When Long Xiaoyao retreats, Mu En has already taken action."
"This kind of cooperation cannot be achieved without years of tacit understanding."
"Either Lu Ren chose to hold back and hide his strength, or he had no chance to use it when faced with the siege of these two people."
Ji Juechen said, "Both are possible, this is the answer."
"It's unlikely that you chose to keep it, right?"
Wuyun couldn't help but interrupt, his voice trembling with shock.
"Facing Three Limit Douluo, Soul Master, the strongest combination in modern times, Lu Ren, do you still want to choose to stay?"
"If I were to go up there, I'd be afraid that I wouldn't even be able to catch a single move, and I'd be torn into pieces."
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that had suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"Let's wait and see." Du Busi is also looking forward to it.
He crossed his arms across his chest and never looked away from the projection screen.
Behind Du Busi, Huo Yuhao was also watching attentively.
He stood at the back of the crowd, his pair of Spirit Eyes flashing with the condensed light of Spiritual Power.
His training at the Body Sect in the past six months has made him grow a lot, from the child who could only tremble in fear at Star Luo City to the disciple of the Body Sect who is now able to stand alone.
But at this moment, looking at the figure on the projection screen, one against three, he felt for the first time that his progress in the past six months was so insignificant.
That person's growth rate was far beyond his imagination. Every time he felt that the distance was getting closer, he looked back and saw that the other person was already standing on a higher mountaintop.
"Learn a lesson, little devils."
Du Busi saw that Huo Yuhao was so serious, so he glanced at everyone present and joked.
His loud voice drew everyone's attention back. "This battle is definitely the strongest battle in the Douluo Continent's history."
"Three Limit Douluo besieged one Soul Douluo. You couldn't find this kind of scene even if you looked through the history books ten thousand years ago."
"Even an old guy like me can't get involved. I just played a few rounds with Mu En, and I already know where the gap is."
"You can learn something good even if you just watch."
"Huo Yuhao, especially you, Spirit Eyes Martial Soul are best suited to observe this level of battle, as much as you can see."
As she finished speaking, Ye Guyi suddenly became excited. She stretched out her hand and pointed at the screen. "Look! Lu Ren is about to fight back!"
Everyone's eyes focused on the projection screen at the same time.
At this time, on the battlefield, under the siege of Mu En and Long Xiaoyao, a strong bloody light suddenly appeared on Lu Ren's body.
The blood seeped out from every pore of his skin, as if a piece of Sea of Blood was awakening in his body.
When the blood light beats, it is like a burning flame, but there is no temperature of the flame. There is only a rich and breathtaking smell of blood filling the air.
The Crimson light also lit up deep in his pupils, and fine blood lines appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"This is----"
When Mu En and Long Xiaoyao saw this scene, they hesitated for a moment.
Both of them felt an unprecedented sense of danger.
The power contained in the blood light was neither Soul Power nor Spiritual Power, but a strange energy that they had never come into contact with before.
It is more viscous than Soul Power and sharper than Spiritual Power, as if countless fine needles are pricking their senses at the same time.
Then he saw Lu Ren clasping his hands together and pointing forward.
His fingers were pressed together, pointing straight ahead.
Between the closed palms, the blood was compressing at a terrifying speed.
Finally, it was crushed into a bloody needle of light as thin as a hair but containing destructive power.
"Blood Manipulation·Convergence·Piercing Blood!"
The extremely compressed blood transformed into Blood Arrow, shot out from the fingertips, ripped open the air, and rushed forward.
The speed of Blood Arrow was extremely fast, and its initial velocity directly broke through the sound barrier, forming a white sonic boom cloud around the arrow body, followed by a deafening sonic boom.
Mu En and Long Xiaoyao quickly ducked to the side.
The two of them had already made evasive movements in advance the moment Lu Ren put their hands together.
This is not a reaction based on vision at all, it is entirely an intuition accumulated through years of fighting.
The two people's movements were almost synchronized, one left and one right, grazing the edge of Blood Arrow to avoid the blow. Blood Arrow passed through the gap between the two of them, and the air flow brought up made the two people's robes make a hunting sound.
"Kid, your accuracy is so bad!"
Mu En said in a deep voice.
He landed on the side of Lu Ren, and Power of Light condensed on the dragon's claws again, and the golden flames were more blazing than before.
Lu Ren showed no sign of weakness, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became a little deeper, "Look at the rear again?"
Mu En was stunned and turned around to look.
I saw Ye Xishui in the rear about to launch a charged attack with Death God Tower.
The Vengeful Spirit on the tower have gathered at the top of the tower. Hundreds of twisted human faces are crowded together. Dark red light is condensing crazily at the top of the tower, forming a blood-colored light ball the size of a fist.
But it was suddenly interrupted by this Piercing Blood. The Blood Arrow hit the concentrated energy core of Death God Tower accurately. The moment the tip of Blood Arrow collided with the blood-colored ball of light, the two forces erupted with a harsh roar.
Ye Xishui could only be forced to condense Soul Power, and forcibly converted the energy originally used for attack into defense. She crossed her hands in front of her, and the dark red Soul Power formed a shield in her palms, trying her best to prevent the blow.
But even so, the power of this shot Piercing Blood really frightened Ye Xishui.
Death God Tower's defense was actually broken.
The layer of Death God Tower that was strong enough to withstand Super Douluo's full blow was torn open in front of Blood Arrow. A long and thin crack was torn open, and the edge of the crack was still sizzling. Blood Arrow's remaining Cursed Energy penetrated along the crack.
Not only that, because Death God Tower was attacked, even Ye Xishui, who was maintaining Death God Tower, was forced to stagger back a few steps, crushing several rocks under her feet before she could stabilize herself. Her soles left white scratches on the rocks.
This means that in terms of hard power, Lu Ren is no worse than them.
Level 87 Soul Douluo broke through Death God Tower's defense head-on.
This discovery was so scary.
But the moment Mu En turned around, bloody lines appeared on the corners of Lu Ren's eyes.
The lines spread from the corners of his eyes to his temples, like two slender bloody vines running under the skin.
His whole body was filled with blood, which was more intense than before. Flowing Red Scale pushed his physical condition to its peak.
Not only that, but blood-colored armor made of condensed blood appeared on his fist. The armor covered his entire fist and forearm, with a dark red luster flowing on the surface, and sharp edges condensed at the edges. Each edge trembled slightly in the air.
With such a sharp punch, he was about to hit Mu En. The wind of the punch had already pressed the robe on Mu En's chest close to his skin.
But Long Xiaoyao reacted very quickly and rushed forward with his dragon claws.