chsdbacks Chapter 791 You Will Die Today
Chapter 791 You Will Die Today
Time Douluo continued speaking, his expression extremely serious, his brows furrowed tightly together, forming a deep "川" (river) character.
His eyes revealed deep worry, as if he had already foreseen the terrible battle that was about to begin.
Douluo took a deep breath and then said:
"This Martial Soul Fusion Skill is extremely powerful. It is said that once it is used, it can draw upon the power of heaven and earth, plunging everything around it into chaos."
"There was once a level 97 titled Douluo who suffered a great loss in a battle against them."
His voice trembled slightly, clearly showing his deep awe of the two Douluo's strength.
Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's pretty face instantly drained of color, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with terror:
"What are we going to do? Aren't we completely outmatched?"
Jiang Nannan's body swayed involuntarily, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her voice trembling with a hint of a sob:
"How could this happen? Are we really going to...?"
Yu'er collapsed to the ground, tears welling in her eyes, and murmured to herself:
"It's over, everything is over."
Ma Xiaotao's face also turned extremely ugly.
But she quickly bit her lip, forcing herself to calm down.
He shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! It's not the last moment yet, we can't give up like this!"
Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo spoke in unison:
"Tang Lan, you really have a lot of influence!"
The Star Douluo's chilling voice echoed in the air.
His narrow eyes flashed with disdain, like two cold glints shooting straight at Tang Lan.
"This time, you actually sent three Title Douluos to kill you!"
Ghost Scythe Douluo continued,
His voice seemed to come from the underworld, eerie and terrifying, carrying a strong sense of oppression.
His狰狞 face appeared even more distorted at this moment, as if a demon from hell was roaring.
"Even in death, you can be proud!"
Star Douluo spoke again, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips.
That smile held no warmth whatsoever, only boundless killing intent.
"Three Title Douluos killing a two-ring Great Soul Master—if this gets out, the entire Douluo Continent will probably be shocked."
"You are just a lowly second-ring Soul Master. What merit do you have to make us mobilize such a large force?"
"But today is your death day. You are destined to become a soul beneath our illustrious name. How can we allow an ant like you to tarnish our honor?"
Ghost Scythe Douluo snorted coldly and added, "That's right, this is simply an insult to us."
"But since there are orders from above, you can forget about escaping this inevitable fate."
"Your existence is nothing more than an ant in our eyes, something we can crush with a flick of our wrist."
"Your meager soul power is like a candle flickering in the wind before us, utterly vulnerable."
Their words were like a cold wind, sweeping through the hearts of everyone present, sending chills down their spines.
The air around them seemed to freeze because of their words, and the heavy pressure made it almost impossible to breathe.
Upon hearing this, Tang Lan felt no fear despite the howling wind that made his clothes flutter.
His face was calm and composed, as if those threatening words were nothing more than a gentle breeze.
He straightened his spine, like a proud pine tree standing atop a mountain, his posture upright and resolute.
His eyes blazed like torches, burning with an indomitable flame, showing no sign of retreat.
He met the oppressive gazes of Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo head-on.
There was not a trace of evasion or fear in his eyes.
At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if it too was suppressing the tension of the impending battle.
A slight, disdainful smirk played at the corners of his mouth.
"Hmph, it's indeed a rare thing for three Title Douluos to join forces against a mere two-ring Great Soul Master like me."
His voice was steady and powerful, carrying a resolute sarcasm, and clearly reached everyone's ears in the howling wind.
"But this only shows your cowardice and incompetence."
Tang Lan tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with disdain.
"As titled Douluo, you should have the pride and dignity that belong to the strong, but now you are bullying the weak with your numbers, which is truly shameful."
"Your so-called strength is nothing more than using numbers to cover up your inner cowardice."
The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly under his imposing aura.
"Furthermore, the idea that three mere Title Douluos can kill me is simply wishful thinking!"
Tang Lan shouted loudly,
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His words resonated powerfully, echoing through the air.
At that moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared, adding a thrilling and awe-inspiring quality to his words.
Upon hearing Tang Lan's arrogant words, Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo were immediately enraged.
Star Douluo's face instantly darkened to the point where it seemed as if water could drip from it.
His already cold eyes now flashed with a fierce light like sharp swords.
He said through gritted teeth:
"That ignorant brat, how dare he be so arrogant!"
At this moment, the dark clouds that were originally drifting slowly in the sky seemed to be suddenly stirred up by an invisible hand, churning wildly and pressing down heavily on the ground.
Ghost Scythe Douluo trembled with rage, his ferocious face contorted even more as he roared furiously:
"You ignorant ant, you're practically courting death!"
The demonic scythe in his hand seemed to sense its master's anger, emanating a sinister aura.
Wherever that aura touched, the surrounding flowers and plants withered and died instantly.
The air around them seemed to freeze because of their anger, and the oppressive atmosphere made it almost impossible to breathe.
The gale suddenly stopped, and in the deathly silence, only their angry panting could be clearly heard.
Under this immense pressure, the sand and gravel on the ground seemed to be forced into the earth.
The trees in the distance seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, their branches creaking as if they were groaning in pain.
"Do you think you can save your life this time by relying on time and the two Title Douluos, Ice Bear?"
Ghost Scythe Douluo narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with ruthlessness and mockery, and said viciously.
Ghost Scythe Douluo sneered, his laughter sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, sending chills down one's spine.
"Hmph, how utterly naive! You really think those two Title Douluos can be your lifeline?"
"We dare to come today because we have made full preparations."
He tilted his head slightly, his expression full of arrogance and hubris.
"We know everything about this place, and every possible scenario is within our expectations."
"Whoever is guarding this place today, you must die!"
Ghost Scythe Douluo raised his voice again, his voice booming like a bell, carrying an irresistible majesty and determination.
His words echoed in the air, like a judgment from hell, cold and merciless. (End of Chapter)