novellhall Chapter 188 The Two Emperors Appear
Chapter 188 The Two Emperors Appear
Chapter 188 The Two Emperors Appear
"It seems that the hatred between me and Spirit Hall is not that deep! Why do we have to kill each other so thoroughly?" Jiang Siming's eyes turned completely cold. No matter what the other party's purpose was, today's battle could not be avoided.
Qian Daoliu smiled indifferently and did not answer Jiang Siming's question.
"This is my first battle since I broke through to become a Soul Saint. Even if I die today, I will make the Spirit Hall suffer! Come on!" Jiang Siming's soul power, which had been accumulated for a long time, suddenly burst out at this moment.
The two purple, three black and two red spirit ring configuration surprised everyone.
Tang Hao and the others said nothing more at this moment and released their martial spirits one after another.
"Sword God!"
Jiang Siming's seventh soul ring lit up instantly, and a huge shadow rose from behind Jiang Siming, which was a completely enlarged version of Jiang Siming.
"You are really surprising! You are worthy of being the one cared for by the angel!" Qian Daoliu felt Jiang Siming's overwhelming momentum without any panic.
Dozens of figures exuding a powerful aura rushed out from the ship and attacked Jiang Siming and others.
There was a "boom".
The ship under Jiang Siming and others' feet had turned into pieces.
The six secret guards couldn't help but spit out blood.
With so many masters from the Spirit Hall attacking so intensively, Jiang Siming and his ten men alone were no match for them!
"Hah!" Jian Douluo's whole body shook, and then a huge shadow of the Seven Killing Swords rose into the sky. The sharp sword energy filled the surroundings, and even the people in the Spirit Hall who were attacking could not help but be amazed.
The strength of Sword Douluo at level 98 was fully displayed, and with a flash of sword light, he actually surrounded 13 Titled Douluos.
"Fight!" Tang Hao looked at the powerful energy field that erupted from Jian Douluo and couldn't help but ignite a monstrous fighting spirit. With an overbearing momentum, the huge Clear Sky Hammer also encircled the six Titled Douluos.
The remaining Dugu Bo and six secret guards each faced a Titled Douluo.
Even so, the Spirit Hall still has four Titled Douluo, and nearly 200 masters above the level of Soul Sage are eyeing them covetously.
Jiang Siming stared at Qian Daoliu in front of him.
"Although this is too cruel, this is reality! Child! You are too naive! Everyone, come at me, leave no one behind!"
Following Qian Daoliu's order, hundreds of masters from the Spirit Hall, except for the majestic old man in golden armor standing next to Qian Daoliu, rushed towards the crowd with tremendous momentum.
At this moment, the sea surface was calm under this tremendous power, like a smooth mirror.
Jiang Siming felt the taste of despair for the first time.
"Then come on!"
Jiang Siming's eyes were already filled with bloodshot, and a murderous aura actually broke through the soul power wall formed by the masters of the Spirit Hall.
"The evil spirit is awe-inspiring!"
"Possessed by the God of Death!"
"The sword energy leaves a mark!"
Jiang Siming held tightly in his hands the Juexian Sword and the Luxian Sword, the two most familiar immortal swords.
The sea surface alternated between blood red and gray, and it instantly shattered into pieces like a mirror.
"puff!"
Jiang Siming couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!
Jiang Siming was like a wall blocking a chariot with 200 masters above the level of Soul Saint led by four Titled Douluo.
However, just as countless attacks were coming towards Jiang Siming like a tide.
An ice-blue figure suddenly stood in front of Jiang Siming.
The ice-blue figure waved his hand, and a huge iceberg rose from the ground, instantly blocking the way of the people in the Spirit Hall.
"Snow Emperor!" Jiang Siming looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief.
At this moment, the Snow Empress was like an ice and snow god of war, holding a spear in her hand. With her own strength alone, she blocked the attacks of four Titled Douluo and 200 masters above the level of Soul Sage like a god.
However, the huge iceberg suddenly collapsed the next moment, and Qian Daoliu looked down at Jiang Siming and Xue Di with a sacred light like a god descending from heaven.
"Who are you? Don't ruin the good things of my Spirit Hall!" Qian Daoliu did not choose to attack immediately. Even if the opponent's strength could not reach his level, it was probably not much different. You have to know that Qian Daoliu is not just a level 99 Titled Douluo, but a Titled Douluo with a spirit ring of ten thousand years or above.
The fact that she was able to shock Qian Daoliu was enough to show how powerful Xue Di was.
"I'll protect this man!" Xue Di said coldly with her icy blue eyes calmly.
Qian Daoliu was no longer hesitating at this moment. As long as he stopped Xue Di, Jiang Siming would still have no way to escape.
"Old ghost! Your opponent is me!" A dragon roar resounded through the sky.
The Black-Eyed Golden Dragon King's true body streaked across the sky like a black meteor and slammed heavily into the sea, causing a huge wave. The powerful momentum caused the people fighting to stop in their tracks.
The people from the Spirit Hall returned to Qian Daoliu's side one after another.
Jian Douluo and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief and got a moment's respite.
"Emperor Tian!" Qian Daoliu's eyes turned completely cold at this moment. Jiang Siming's surprise to him was getting bigger and bigger.
"What? Are you surprised?" A black-robed figure rushed out of the sea, hovering in the air and gave Qian Dao an evil smile.
"Snow Emperor! I didn't expect you to come. This kid really has some skills! He was able to convince you!" Di Tian couldn't help but teased as he looked at Snow Emperor who was emitting bursts of coldness.
"Hmph!" Xue Di ignored Di Tian.
Jiang Siming could probably guess that Snow Emperor should have sensed him through the half-Snow Emperor's origin mark in his hand, but Jiang Siming did not expect Snow Emperor to help him.
"You have half of my origin mark on your body. If you die, I will be seriously injured! So live for me!" Jiang Siming suddenly heard the cold and majestic voice of Xue Di in his mind, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Do you really want to protect him today?" Qian Daoliu said coldly.
However, what responded to Qian Daoliu was the huge black-eyed golden dragon king's true body of Di Tian and the ice spear of the ice and snow goddess Xue Di who was wearing ice armor.
At this moment, whether it was Jiang Siming's Sword Douluo or the masters of the Spirit Hall, they were all surprised to see the two beings that suddenly appeared. The aura they exuded was not weaker than Qian Daoliu at all, and even the violent beast pressure of the Black Eyed Golden Dragon King was stronger.
"Then let's fight!" Qian Daoliu shouted, proud of being the 99th-level peerless Douluo. Even without the order of the Angel God, he would never allow himself to retreat.
Along with Qian Daoliu's outburst, the old man in golden armor who had been standing silently beside Qian Daoliu also burst out with a strong aura. A huge golden crocodile phantom appeared behind him.
"Leave this birdman to me!" Di Tian stared at Qian Daoliu with his huge dragon eyes!
Xue Di had no intention of competing with Di Tian. With a sweep of her spear, the extreme cold force instantly froze the sea surface within a radius of hundreds of miles.
The battle broke out again, and the pressure on Jiang Siming's side was much less at this moment.
Xue Di alone stopped the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo, four Titled Douluos, and dozens of masters above the Soul Sage level.
Even so, Jiang Siming still under tremendous pressure.
Nearly a hundred masters above the level of Soul Saint surrounded Jiang Siming.
Countless attacks poured towards Jiang Siming like a tide.
Blood dripped onto the sea that had turned into ice, but Jiang Siming was not afraid at all.
The Juexian Sword and the Luxian Sword in his hands were like life harvesters, constantly reaping the lives of the Spirit Hall's masters.
(End of this chapter)