Chapter 95 This kid is not a human being!
“Are you considering this as a compliment to me?” Xia Bai smiled faintly upon hearing Qingluan Douluo’s words.

“Oh, maybe.”

“Nine Dragons Circling Formation!”

Nine majestic dragon souls suddenly condensed in the sky. They circled around Xia Bai’s location and formed a huge wind formation that covered the sky and the sun.

This wind formation not only contained an extremely powerful oppressive force, but also bound Xia Bai tightly in the center area, like a trapped lion, unable to break free.

At the same time, countless hunting knives with cold light quietly emerged within the wind formation. They were like bloodthirsty beasts, ready to pounce on Xia Bai and devour him at any time.

“Humph, I want to see how you can resist this move of mine!” Qingluan Douluo’s sneer was mixed with a bit of pride and provocation.

This move of his is a 360° attack with no blind spots, and no matter how Xia Bai defends, it is useless.

Just when everyone thought that Xia Bai was about to fall into despair, a deafening roar suddenly came from inside the wind formation.

“Thousands of thunders from heaven!”

As these four words burst out, the whole world seemed to be filled with a vast and boundless force of thunder.

In an instant, lightning flashed across the sky like a waterfall, gathering into a destructive torrent that rushed straight towards the seemingly indestructible wind formation.

“Boom…” Deafening explosions sounded one after another, as if it was nature’s rage. Thunder and lightning collided violently with wind, and the energy released was enough to shake the mountains.

In this chaos, the wind formation was finally unable to withstand the powerful force of Ten Thousand Thunders and was completely destroyed. It turned into fragments all over the sky and disappeared into thin air.

“Who told you I was going to defend myself?”

Xia Bai’s figure appeared in a flash of lightning, his posture was still so upright, like a lighthouse in the storm, unwavering.

“How…how could it be!”

Qingluan Douluo’s pupils suddenly contracted, and the expression on his face froze between disbelief and astonishment, like a sculpture frozen at that moment.

He didn’t expect that the soul skill that he was so confident in would be so brutally broken by Xia Bai.

However, Xia Bai did not leave Qingluan Douluo too much time to think.

“Next, it’s my turn to attack!”

Then, Xia Bai waved his hand gently, as if a conductor was playing a grand symphony.

Suddenly, dozens of black holes emitting dark light appeared in the sky.

On the other side of the black hole, countless flying swords shining with golden light gradually appeared. They were arranged neatly like an army formation, waiting for orders.

“Ten Thousand Swords Technique.” Xia Bai pointed his finger at Qingluan Douluo.

Then, those golden flying swords emerged from the black hole like liberated beasts, forming a mighty army of sword rain, rushing towards Qingluan Douluo with overwhelming force.

This scene is like the waves of the ocean, surging and unstoppable.

“Qingluan is immune!”

Faced with the flying swords that covered the sky, Qingluan Douluo hurriedly activated his defensive soul skills, hoping to be able to withstand this wave of attacks.

Qingluan Immunity, this is a rare immune soul skill that can allow the user to significantly reduce the physical damage received in a short period of time.

Theoretically, the attack effect can be reduced by more than 20%.

However, faced with such a large number of flying swords, the effect of this skill seems to be a drop in the bucket.

The golden flying swords poured down like a rainstorm. Even if Qingluan Douluo activated his defense, he could hardly withstand this overwhelming attack.

As time went on, cracks began to appear on his shield, and finally it collapsed completely with a dull thud.

Countless flying swords pounced on the defenseless Qingluan Douluo like hungry wolves, submerging him in a golden sea of ​​swords. “No…” Qingluan Douluo looked at Xia Bai with fear in his eyes, wanting to surrender.

However, Xia Bai just glanced at him coldly and let the flying sword swallow him.

When the last flying sword fell, everything fell silent.

Qingluan Douluo fell in a pool of blood, no longer breathing.

When Ju Douluo saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly.

“The third…the third worshiper is actually dead!”

Ghost Douluo was sweating coldly on his back at this moment. He didn’t expect that Xia Bai could kill Qingluan Douluo, the third priest of the Spirit Hall and the 97th-level strong attack spirit master, so easily.

When Golden Crocodile Douluo and others who arrived late saw the corpse of Blue Luan Douluo, their faces turned extremely gloomy.

“Boy, it looks like we have to get serious next!” Golden Crocodile Douluo stood up and looked at Xia Bai with a hint of fierce murderous intent.

“Well, please teach me.” Xia Bai still maintained a calm look.

“The ninth soul skill!”

“River Overlord. Extremely violent killing!”

Along with this roar, Golden Crocodile Douluo transformed into a giant crocodile covered with golden scales. The momentum was so great that it was enough to change the weather.

The next moment, the giant golden crocodile charged towards Xia Bai with lightning speed, and its speed was so fast that it even brought up hurricanes.

Although Xia Bai was prepared, he was still caught off guard by such a rapid attack.

Just when he had not yet completely adjusted his posture, the giant golden crocodile’s tail swept over, and with a force like a mountain collapsing, it knocked Xia Bai directly into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the giant golden crocodile sprang up and launched a series of pursuits. Each attack was precise and ruthless, causing great pressure on Xia Bai.

“Boom…” When the golden crocodile’s last attack landed, its fists, carrying unparalleled power, smashed hard on Xia Bai’s mask.

The force was so great that Xia Bai’s body fell like a meteorite, hitting the ground heavily, stirring up yellow sand and rubble all over the sky.

“Mr. Xia!” In the distance, Tang San, Xiao Wu and others witnessed this scene and couldn’t help but exclaimed, their anxiety and worry evident in their words.

“Oh, even if a peerless Douluo eats my ninth soul skill, he will be seriously injured.”

Golden Crocodile Douluo landed steadily, his breathing a little rapid, obviously the full force he just exerted had consumed a lot of his soul power.

“Humph, this is the fate of going against my Spirit Hall!”

Qianjun Douluo, Jiangmo Douluo and others fell from the sky with smug looks on their faces.

Bibi Dong’s figure slowly walked out from the distance, with a hint of regret in her eyes.

“It’s such a pity to waste such a talent.”

However, just when everyone present thought that Xia Bai could not withstand the full force attack of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A faint voice was heard within the smoke.

“As expected of a senior, this attack is indeed powerful.”

When everyone heard that familiar voice, their faces froze.

“How…how could it be!”

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the figure that walked out of the smoke, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost!
(End of this chapter)