Douluo Heavens Upgrade

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"Guru, Guru..."

The remaining seven Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall couldn't help approaching each other with solemn expressions, and no longer dared to surround Chen Xiaoming like before.

Especially the two remaining titled Douluo with 92nd rank spirit power, even more with a retreat.

Although they are the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, it is not easy for them to cultivate to the Title Douluo level.

Chen Xiaoming can kill Level 92 Title Douluo with one shot, which means he can kill both of them at any time.

This kind of being slaughtered as easily as cutting grass, the two Title Douluos were a little unhappy.

They can die for the future and glory of the Spirit Hall, but they can't die so worthless.

In particular, Chen Xiaoming's eyes swept over them from time to time, and the two of them felt even more insecure.

Aggrieved, when did the dignified Title Douluo be killed like a mowing.

Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at each other, Chen Xiaoming's strength surpassed their imagination, such strength, it is useless to rely on the human tactics.

"All those below level ninety-five retreat."

With a cold shout, these people are still needed for the next great task of the Spirit Hall, and Chen Xiaoming mows the grass at will. Neither Bibi Dong nor Golden Crocodile Douluo can stand it.

Bibi Dong's words fell, and the three of them flew out and fell below.

Chen Xiaoming didn't make another move. Two ninety-two and one ninety-three weak chickens left. They didn’t stay here. He couldn’t even catch a punch. He could test his current full set of soul bones. Power?

Glancing at the remaining Wuhun Hall powerhouses, there are still ninety-five, one ninety-six, two ninety-seven, two ninety-eight, a total of six titled Douluo powerhouses.

Chen Xiaoming frowned slightly, and looked at the soul power of only ninety-five levels rather displeased.

Forget the 96th-level one, you, the 95th-level one, haven't even touched the gate of a Super Douluo, so what are you doing here?

"You, go down."

The expression was indifferent, his right hand pointed to the ninety-fifth rank Title Douluo, and he shouted coldly.

The man with the ninety-fifth level of spirit power was obviously taken aback, he was fully guarded, waiting for Chen Xiaoming's attack.

As a result, the attack did not wait, but the opponent let himself go.

The man turned his head slightly and looked at Bibi Dong, only to see that the latter frowned and thought for a while, nodded unexpectedly.

The man blushed in an instant, thinking that he had lived such an old age, not to mention the strongest spirit power in the mainland, but not many can beat him.

Today, he was disgusted by a young man in his twenties.

A dignified ninety-five-level Title Douluo, he didn't even have the qualifications to fight.

When he was humbled to this point, the man felt that he was inferior to the two level ninety-two companions. At any rate, those two were really weak.

The confused eyes finally glanced at the crowd. The man himself didn't even know what he was doing?

Is it because they are here to give people away and to be picked by the other party?

Bibi Dong didn't know the thoughts in the man's heart. Bibi Dong only knew at the moment that his inner anger could no longer be suppressed.

The hatred for Chen Xiaoming has surpassed everything.

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"Guru, what is Teacher Chen doing?"

Fatty Ma Hongjun swallowed. Chen Xiaoming acted like he was ordering food. Could it be that his strength is so strong that Title Douluo can be served as a dish?

Dai Mubai, Oscar and others all glanced at each other, silently not wanting to speak, as expected, the big guys can play.

Ning Fengzhi, who was not far away, was also unable to speak. One person stunned the entire Spirit Hall. Is this the strength of Limit Douluo?

In the midair, Chen Xiaoming still looked dissatisfied as he watched the next one, but it was good to warm up these people first.

"Are you ready?"

The voice came out, the space fluctuated faintly, and the silver light flickered, Chen Xiaoming had disappeared, the Qingmu Dragon Spear in his hand disappeared, replaced by a clenched fist.

With a plain punch, Chen Xiaoming's whole body was covered with silver light, and the power of the full set of 100,000-year soul bone was mobilized. Instead of using the skills of the soul bone, he blasted out with a punch purely relying on physical strength.

"boom."

The violent sound is the sound. The only Titled Douluo with a level 96 spirit power, as if being hit by a cannonball, his body flew upside down, his chest was sunken, and bone fragments pierced out, a bloody and horrible look.

Bleeding in the air, it turned into a blood-colored meteor, and directly hit the ground below him. The granite ground was smashed into a five-meter radius and two-meter deep pit, surrounded by smoke and dust, and life and death were unknown.

Bibi Dong, Jin Crocodile Douluo and others all changed their expressions greatly, their eyes were shocked and they looked at Chen Xiaoming blankly.

She could barely keep up with Chen Xiaoming's speed just now, but the power that Chen Xiaoming exploded at this moment made Bibi Dong feel desperate.

"His strength is strong again."

Jian Douluo Chen, who stood watching from below, murmured in his heart. The speed at that moment and the explosive power at that moment were at least five times stronger than before, and it was thought that the other party wanted a spirit bone before.

Jian Douluo Chenxin felt that Chen Xiaoming should have assembled a set of spirit bones.

Not only was Bibi Dong and the others a little bit astonished, Chen Xiaoming was also a little bit astonished looking at the power of his punch now.

What is this, it's over with one punch?Is your own power so terrifying?

With a set of 100,000-year soul bones and the power of the bloodline integrated into the soul bones, Chen Xiaoming could perceive that his strength had increased by about several times, but Chen Xiaoming didn't know how strong it was.

Now that one punch nearly killed a rank 96 Title Douluo, Chen Xiaoming understood it roughly.After all, the punch just now only used half of his power.

"What a crispy skin!"

After shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming's interest in a moment was greatly diminished. Title Douluo's spirit power is strong, and the difference in physical strength is actually not much.

Even Qian Renxue who became a god can be pierced through the heart by Guanyin's tears, which shows that the strength of the god's body is also low.

With his current strength, Chen Xiaoming really didn't think that anyone in the other party could take his own punch and not die.

I wanted to ask them to test how strong I was, but now it seems that I cannot test it out.

It was the existence of a child with a punch, and Chen Xiaoming felt a little disappointed.

Can you give me some strength? I don't want to be a punch man!

Shouting weakly in his heart, Chen Xiaoming felt a deep sense of loneliness welling up in his heart.

There is a saying that is really lonely as snow in life.

There is how to sing a song.

How invincible is, how lonely!How invincible is, what a kidney deficiency!