377: Chapter 377 Slaying the Sword Douluo

"All right, Great Master, my fist is coming to your face, do not move, and do not dodge."

Su Wen rushed over.

Yu Xiaogang was flustered in his heart, subconsciously preparing to release another fart.

"First Soul Skill, Fart Like Thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo San Pao, Su Wen, I will stink you to death."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox.

Su Wen had already arrived in front of him a step earlier.

The speed was very fast.

Luo San Pao was also grabbed.

Su Wen revealed a sly smile.

He took Luo San Pao, who was currently charging up.

He turned its muzzle around, aiming it at the flustered Yu Xiaogang.

Almost shoving it into his mouth.

Luo San Pao's face turned red, and it immediately lost control of its Spirit Ability.

In the next instant, before Yu Xiaogang could react, a heat wave sprayed out from Luo San Pao's cannon hole.

It lacked the lethality of Soul Power, but it had a very obvious impact force.

Yu Xiaogang instantly felt as if he had eaten shit.

Stinky.

The stench was overwhelming.

His head was dazed by the impact, his footsteps were unsteady, his body tilted softly, and then he fell straight to the ground.

His entire face was livid.

His consciousness was almost scattered by the stench.

Su Wen casually threw Luo San Pao onto his face.

"You really didn't dodge, trying to clash your Spirit Ability with me head-on?"

"What a real man!"

Su Wen felt the movement beside him and looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was holding his pagoda and smashing it toward him.

Su Wen waved his right hand, and the red oil-paper umbrella struck the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

A burst of Soul Power exploded.

Ning Fengzhi was shaken back four or five steps.

His face was as pale as paper, no longer possessing the composure of a Sect Master.

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, and a cold light suddenly shone in his hand.

Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

Ning Fengzhi fired without hesitation.

The Hidden Weapons were extremely fast.

Su Wen opened the oil-paper umbrella, and all the Hidden Weapons were blocked by the umbrella surface.

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly rummaged through his spirit tool.

Su Wen did not give him a chance, and the red oil-paper umbrella knocked against his face.

Bang.

A collision sound rang out.

Ning Fengzhi only felt a pain in his face, and then, due to this sudden strike, he flew away.

He slammed heavily onto the ground, and a wave of pain came from his chest.

Sword Douluo, who was fighting high in the air, saw Ning Fengzhi below being seriously injured by Su Wen.

He was anxious and couldn't help but roar: "Su Wen, you are courting death!"

Sword Douluo no longer cared about Spirit Kite Douluo and went straight to kill Su Wen.

Ye Yuaner's terrifying power as a ninety-seven-level Titled Douluo erupted with full force, unleashing a Phoenix Slash behind Sword Douluo. The cry of the Phoenix turned into blades, striking hard against Sword Douluo's back.

Pfft.

Sword Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood; his attention was entirely on Su Wen, and he was completely unprepared. This strike caused him to fall from high in the air.

Ye Yuaner did not give him a chance to stand up; she landed directly in front of him and stepped on Sword Douluo's face.

She was about to exert force, thinking of crushing his head just like that.

Sword Douluo let out a loud shout, and his Soul Power scattered, forming an invisible wave of thrust.

Ye Yuaner was forced to retreat three or four steps by the Soul Power.

"Spirit Kite Douluo!"

Sword Douluo roared.

He stood up abruptly, holding the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground.

Panting like an ox.

This woman actually dared to step on his face.

What a humiliation this was to a swordsman.

He did not care at all about the wound on his back that was constantly bleeding.

Forcibly urging his Soul Power.

"Ninth Spirit Ability..."

"God and Demon Twin Slashes."

Sword Douluo endured his physical discomfort and flew into mid-air. His Aura skyrocketed while using his Spirit Ability.

The Seven Kill Sword in his hand turned into a giant phantom of a demon sword in the air.

Ye Yuaner also rushed into the air, and among her nine spirit rings, the red spirit ring began to spin wildly.

"Ninth Spirit Ability, Dragon Phoenix Dirge!"

A loud Phoenix cry and Dragon roar sounded at the same time.

Two huge phantoms, one Phoenix and one Dragon, appeared in the air.

The scene of the Dragon and Phoenix crying together appeared, and the two forces overlapped.

Waves of resolute and mournful sounds resounded through the sky.

The two Ninth Spirit Abilities collided. Sword Douluo slashed the God and Demon Twin Slashes toward the Dragon and Phoenix, and the two forces shook the surrounding space, causing ripples.

The wound on Sword Douluo's back also tore open.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body trembled violently; at this moment, he had reached his limit.

He felt a sense of powerlessness and knew he was going to lose.

But his pride did not allow him to be stepped on the face by the enemy again.

Sword Douluo hardened his heart.

Burning his own life.

Detonating his Sword Intent.

At this moment, his power skyrocketed rapidly.

Sword Douluo slashed out a sword light with his own life.

"Sword Dao, Chen Xin!"

The powerful Sword Intent made the space tremble, and the originally strong Dragon and Phoenix were also pressed by this power, emitting mournful cries.

Seeing this, Ye Yuaner immediately saw that Sword Douluo was burning his Origin power.

He was desperate.

"Ninth Spirit Ability..."

Ye Yuaner's Ninth Spirit Ability lit up once again.

The second Spirit Ability of the hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.

The duel between the two ninety-seven-level Super Douluo had evolved into a battle of life.

Sword Douluo used his life to burn his Sword Intent; Ning Fengzhi's eyes were already bloodshot.

"Hong Jing!"

Su Wen had no time to worry about Ning Fengzhi.

He called out the Ghost Bride.

Protecting the surroundings.

Just now, the two still had reason and knew their limits, so they wouldn't harm the innocent.

Now, Sword Douluo's eyes were red, his Soul Power was completely chaotic, and he wouldn't care about the surroundings at all.

Ye Yuaner was the same; the area of effect of the Ninth Spirit Ability was huge.

With one strike, who knows how many buildings in Spirit City would be destroyed.

A ball of red mist drifted out, and a stunning figure dressed in red slowly appeared.

The blood-red bridal gown on the Ghost Bride moved without wind.

She held a mirror in her hand, and the white-faced mirror swept around.

One defensive barrier after another, mirrors appeared all around.

The Soul Power of Sword Douluo and Spirit Kite Douluo collided at that moment, emitting a dazzling light.

The aftermath spread in all directions, crashing into nearby buildings, and immediately a mirror appeared, blocking the aftermath.

Just a moment later, the power of the aftermath gradually weakened.

Only one fiery red figure remained in mid-air.

Sword Douluo had disappeared without a trace.

Ye Yuaner landed on the ground and came to Su Wen, her stunning face slightly pale.

"Aunt Ye, where is Sword Douluo?"

"He is dead. He burned his Sword Intent with his life. It can be said that I did not kill him, but rather he burned himself to death. Where is Ning Fengzhi?"

Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that Sword Douluo was dead, saving him the trouble after working so long, and letting him run away.

Hearing Ye Yuaner's words, he looked back and saw that Ning Fengzhi was actually gone, with only the stunk-out Yu Xiaogang and his Spirit, Luo San Pao, remaining.

"Heh, this old guy actually ran away. I thought he would scream for revenge for Sword Douluo, and then I would slap him a few times to wake him up."

Su Wen did not feel regret; Ning Fengzhi indeed could not die yet.

His God Trial was not yet complete.

"It's not that he ran away; I sensed a strange Soul Power."

"It is a Titled Douluo, carrying the scent of the sea; someone must have rescued him."

Ye Yuaner's expression was grave.