I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 520 Limits Are Not Really Limits

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted, and all he could do was to dodge as much as possible, his body blurred, trying to dodge the sword in vain.

It's a pity that Chen Feng and Ghost Douluo, who have special spirits, have fought many times, so how could he succeed.

He still felt pain in his body, and a sword mark ran across his chest, becoming a wound.

Blood spewed out like a fountain, he let out a pained snort, clutched his wound and backed away quickly, his face had already turned pale.

In the air, amidst the platinum-golden light, Chen Feng held the blue-gold Promise Sword in his hand, and the power of the million-year-old soul ring was still surging.

"Qian Daoliu, you are defeated!"

Chen Feng spoke.

He didn't rush to chase, if he lost with one sword, then there would be no victory in the future.

Qian Daoliu stopped several hundred meters away in embarrassment, the wings behind him were broken, blood was continuously left on his chest, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were a little dull.

"I……"

"Failed again."

As the number one Douluo in the sky, it is not that he has never been defeated before, but it is the first time that he has been defeated so thoroughly.

The opponent used a million-year soul ring, and almost killed him with just one strike!

If there was a second sword, his body might have been split open.

He looked at Chen Feng complicatedly, with jealousy and admiration in his eyes. After a moment of flickering, he sighed: "You have a million-year soul ring, and I am not your match."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but said: "Is your ninth spirit ring also a million years old?"

At this moment, the other party also used special means to not reveal the ninth spirit ring, he was quite curious.

Chen Feng smiled lightly, and said in Qian Daoliu's expectant eyes: "I won't tell you!"

The latter's face froze, and he really wanted to hit someone, but thought that he had already lost.

"As I said just now, you have the ability to see surprises, but you are defeated by my eighth spirit ring, so you are not qualified to see the ninth spirit ring."

Chen Feng looked cold: "Besides, if you lose, you have to become my prisoner."

As soon as Qian Daoliu's face changed, he turned around and wanted to run away, but he had to resist the sword aura falling from the sky, otherwise his whole body would be torn apart by the sword aura, not to mention running away.

But if he resisted, he was no opponent, and he was smashed to the ground in an instant, with a loud bang, and a big hole was smashed out.

Among the dust flying all over the sky, Qian Daoliu looked nothing like an angel at the moment, but a chicken.

Chen Feng didn't stop, and with a flash of sword light, the sword plunged into Qian Daoliu's chest with a puff, and powerful sword energy poured in, shattering the last of his strength.

"If you dare to kill me, Spirit Hall will definitely not let you go!"

His body was torn apart by the sword energy, and Qian Daoliu became a little flustered. He has been a genius since he was a child, and he has never been threatened with his life before.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill you, so take a rest."

Chen Feng was expressionless, and slapped him out with a palm, knocked him out, then pulled out his sword, stretched out his hand and slid in the void, lines and lines were drawn into talismans, and fell on his body, sealing all his power.

Seeing that Qian Daoliu was completely blocked by talismans, Chen Feng smiled lightly: "With a fat sheep in hand, Limit Douluo should be fine."

The opponent was powerful, and he was not afraid that he would kill him with a single sword attack just now. He lifted it with a big wave of his hand, and glanced behind him, revealing a meaningful expression.

"At this time, no other Title Douluo has come over, Bibi Dong, you seem to want me to kill him, how can I do what you want?"

The title Douluo of the Wuhun Temple is the best in the world, and there are naturally more Contras. Even if he moves far away at once, he can send out experts to search in various directions at will, and he will soon be able to catch up.

Now there is no sign, it's very interesting, just confident in Qian Daoliu, he doesn't believe it all.

He is very clear about Bibi Dong's hatred for Qian Jia.

"Since there is such a tacit understanding, I will let the old man disappear for a while."

Chen Feng smiled, and disappeared in place, leaving puddles of blood and torn clothes on the messy ground.

After he had passed for a long time, a figure appeared, and the face of the visitor changed when he saw the blood on the ground.

"People are gone!"

"This is the clothes for the great offering."

"No Promise Douluo's blood was found."

"Where did they go!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others checked it out, and were shocked to find a result. It seemed that their great offering, Qian Daoliu of Limit Douluo, seemed to have suffered a great loss.

Bibi Dong looked at the bloodstains in the big pit on the ground, frowned and looked around for a while, then said coldly: "Check around and find their traces."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

Ghost Douluo and the others turned into shadows and quickly scattered around, trying to find some traces, but to their horror, they found nothing!

Where will Angel Douluo and Wuji Douluo go?

Thinking of Angel Douluo's clothes on the ground and Wuji Douluo's means of traveling through space, their scalps felt a little numb for a while.

If the result is that Angel Douluo loses, all this makes sense, but why can Wuji Douluo win Angel Douluo?
"Shouldn't be!"

Ghost Douluo was puzzled, "Wuji Douluo is only level 95, how could he be the opponent of the Great Priest?"

"Unless he hides his strength!"

When Ju Douluo said this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If Chen Feng concealed his strength, then when they fought against him, wouldn't the other party have a chance to defeat them?

Golden Crocodile Douluo said solemnly: "There is no trace of a third person's attack here. Is this Promise Douluo so powerful? Impossible, it must have been done by someone else!"

He still couldn't believe that a newly promoted Douluo who had just emerged would be more powerful than the Great Priest who had traversed the continent for hundreds of years and was one of the three Limit Douluos.

"But, what kind of cultivation will the person who can win the great offering be?"

Someone couldn't help but ask a question.

These words silenced everyone present, even Limit Douluo was no match, so who would make the move?
God?

Are there any gods on this continent?
Legend has it.

Even if there are, why avoid them, they are not opponents at all with the strength of the gods.

"It's not a god, it's just stronger than the big offering!"

Bibi Dong spoke with a firm tone, she stretched out her hand to release her soul power, a spider silk flew out, pulled up a drop of blood, and closed her eyes to feel it.

"The edge, the overwhelming edge, seems to be endless."

Bibi Dong was a little shocked, even though she thought that Chen Feng might make Qian Daoliu suffer, she still underestimated.

This is not only a loss, but a complete victory over it, which represents a strength beyond her control!
"Is there really someone stronger than Limit Douluo in this world? Isn't it a god?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo still couldn't believe that Qian Daoliu would lose so quickly.

"Perhaps, the limit we see is not the real limit."

With a flick of Bibi Dong, the blood fell on the ground, and with a bang, the sword energy contained in it erupted, blasting the ground into a big hole.

This startled the others, their pupils dilated in disbelief.

The remaining power is so terrifying, how terrifying is the main body?
(End of this chapter)