BSI Chapter 138 Zhu Family Douluo, absolutely!
Chapter 138 Zhu Family Douluo, absolutely!
Chapter 138 Zhu Family Douluo, absolutely!
Jiang Siming looked at the Changlin Army that surrounded him and took a deep breath.
"Whether I can survive or not depends on God's will!" Jiang Siming smiled in relief. When he took out the M4A 1, he never thought that it would cause so many difficult things. All of this was because he was too confident in his foresight at that time.
Jiang Siming slowly tore off the mask that was tightly stuck to his face and the wig on his head. Sweat and blood soaked the silk mask, making Jiang Siming extremely uncomfortable.
At this moment, Jiang Siming's half-ferocious look was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
"drink!"
In an instant, the evil spirit exploded to its extreme, amplifying the negative emotions tenfold and making the Changlin Army surrounding Jiang Siming even more terrified.
At this time, Jiang Siming, who was soaked in blood, was a devil from hell in the eyes of the Changlin Army soldiers.
"Kill!" Someone in the Changlin Army shouted in fear.
In an instant, countless arrows shot towards Jiang Siming.
"Chaos Clock!"
The huge bell instantly enveloped Jiang Siming, but countless arrows could not hurt Jiang Siming at all.
After the arrows flew by, heavy shields coming from all directions slammed heavily into the Chaos Bell. The impact continued again and again, and the bell body trembled slightly. Jiang Siming couldn't help but spit out blood again.
This was worth ten taels of gold to the soldiers of the Changlin Army. The soldiers of the Changlin Army struck the Chaos Bell more and more frantically.
Jiang Siming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the four black soul rings floating in front of him completely blended into the night.
But no one noticed that at this moment one of the black soul rings had quietly lit up.
"Zhong Zhi Zhen!"
Instantly, the avenue patterns engraved on the Chaos Bell emitted bits of light, which gathered into a strange mark that quickly circulated on the Chaos Bell.
The Chaos Bell was embedded in the ground fiercely, and the bluestone slabs shattered in an instant. A strange shock force shook the Changlin Army and its heavy shields away, and their internal organs were churning. Countless blood was spilled in the air, and countless broken stones became death warrants at this time. Planting blood-colored flowers.
Countless Changlin soldiers fell, but more Changlin soldiers rushed up.
"Jiang Siming! You must die today!" Zhu Xingtian and the other two laughed crazily as they saw Jiang Siming was about to run out of energy. To them, the lives of those ordinary soldiers were nothing.
"Let's give it a try!" Jiang Siming took back the Chaos Bell at this moment.
Holding the Juexian Sword and the Luxian Sword in his hands, Jiang Siming did not hesitate to put the two swords tightly together. The gray and red colors quickly intertwined together, emitting a dazzling white light that illuminated the night.
Jiang Siming's eyes turned blood red at this moment, and his face was filled with a ferocious expression. The little soul power left in his body was drained away, and the shining sword in his hand seemed to have a force of a thousand pounds.
"Die!" Jiang Siming screamed hysterically. At this moment, he no longer had any extra soul power to use his soul skills. He tried his best to swing out a sword energy that was hundreds of meters long.
The white sword energy seemed to illuminate everything, leaving only annihilation wherever it passed.
Without a drop of blood, half of the tens of thousands of Changlin troops disappeared in an instant.
"Impossible!" Zhu Xingtian looked at the Changlin army, half of which disappeared in an instant, his eyes full of shock.
"Is this really a five-ring Soul King?" Zhu Xingtian and the other two couldn't help but feel regretful.
If Zhu Zhuqing could be treated well, perhaps the Zhu family would be able to gain a powerful guardian.
As the white sword energy dissipated, the night returned to its original silence.
The remaining Changlin Army looked at the clean open space that had disappeared, and fear filled their hearts.
At this moment, Jiang Siming's hands were shaking and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Damn it! If you don't come, I'll be dead!" Jiang Siming looked calm on the surface, but he was actually panicking. At this moment, he could only pretend to be calm in order to scare the people in front of him.
Jiang Siming could only hope that there were no brainless people among the Changlin Army. If there really was someone who was not afraid of death and came up to chop him with a knife, Jiang Siming would have no way to resist now. The previous move had already consumed all the soul power in Jiang Siming's body.
The only thing that is still being released now is the aura of kingship, which has increased my status by 100%. I hope I can buy a little more time.
"kill!"
A limping soldier suddenly slashed towards Jiang Siming with a dull expression on his face.
"Fuck!" Jiang Siming was really speechless at this moment.
"I never thought that I, who was so wise all my life, would die at the hands of an ordinary person!" Jiang Siming was not sad at all at this moment, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
It was a mistake for Jiang Siming to come to Douluo Continent. The world where the strong are respected is cruel. Jiang Siming used to envy it, but after experiencing it, he found that he did not seem happy.
What's wrong with an ordinary world?
A cold light flashed, and Jiang Siming gently closed his eyes, waiting for the next moment of fate to come.
However, after a dozen breaths, the suffocating feeling that was waiting did not come.
Jiang Siming opened his eyes slightly, and Jian Douluo stood in front of Jiang Siming with a teasing look.
"You old scoundrel!" Jiang Siming said this and then fainted in Jian Douluo's arms.
In fact, when Jiang Siming performed the double sword fusion, the moment his soul power was drained, Jiang Siming was able to stay awake only by relying on the support of his will. At this moment, the arrival of Jian Douluo finally allowed his tense nerves to temporarily relax.
"What a stubborn boy!" Jian Douluo slowly carried Jiang Siming on his back and tied a long rope around his waist.
"Since I reached level 98, I want to try out what it feels like to go all out for the first time." Jian Douluo grinned, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Jian Douluo! Angry!
"Level 98!" The pupils of Zhu Xingtian and the other two dilated instantly.
Now that Zhu Zhuqing and the others were gone, Jian Douluo didn't have to worry about the aftermath of the battle affecting them.
The shadow of the Seven Killing Sword reached the sky, and the long sword was waving as if to clear the clouds and the moon.
A surge of overwhelming aura instantly annihilated everything around Jian Douluo, and at this moment, Jian Douluo seemed to be standing in the void.
"Kill him for me!" Zhu Xingtian was already crazy at this moment. He had lost confidence in Jian Douluo who seemed like a god.
The remaining Changlin Army looked at Jian Douluo who was like a sword god descending to earth. Their trembling hands could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and the clinking sound continued to be heard.
Seeing this, Jian Douluo did not make things difficult for the Changlin soldiers who had already put down their swords. Military orders are hard to disobey! But no one wants to die so meaninglessly.
The only people from the Zhu family left were the seriously injured Zhu Xingtian, and Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren, who each lost one arm due to the erosion of the killing force.
"Jian Dao Chen Xin! My Zhu family is doomed this time. What do you want to do to let us go?" Zhu Xingtian also admitted defeat at this moment. The Zhu family suffered such a huge loss, but fortunately they have obtained the formula. Even if Jian Douluo asked for a huge sum of money, it was acceptable as long as he could preserve the Zhu family's high-end combat power.
"Haha! I don't mind. If you don't die after taking my sword, I will spare you." Jian Douluo smiled coldly, without any delay, the huge shadow of the Seven Killing Sword swept towards the three people in an instant.
The sharp sword energy cut through the darkness, followed by a huge sound of breaking wind.
The three members of the Zhu family all knelt on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood. Zhu Xingtian, who was already seriously injured, finally couldn't hold on and completely lost his breath.
"Big brother!"
The remaining two felt Zhu Xingtian's vitality disappear, and endless hatred surged in their hearts. However, at this moment, the bloody sword marks on their chests reminded them all the time that revenge meant seeking death.
"Thank you Jian Dao Chen Xin! Please show mercy!"
"What a pity!" Jian Douluo sighed inexplicably and disappeared into the night with Jiang Siming.
Just when Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave with their eldest brother's body.
A head of a person with his eyes open slowly rolled in front of the two men.
"Eternal life!" the two couldn't help but exclaimed.
(End of this chapter)