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Chapter 107 It hurts a bit!
"Who gave you the confidence? How dare a mere Super Douluo dare to act presumptuously in front of me?"

Zhao Wou-ki laughed back angrily, took a step forward, and the soles of his feet fell to the ground suddenly, the entire Temple of the Holy King seemed to shake, even more violent than the old man, a domineering aura vented from Zhao Wou-ki's body.

Zao Wou-ki's figure moved forward sharply, and he pressed his hand against the shadow of the white tiger condensed by the old man's soul power. The terrifying force pushed the air, forming a huge air palm print, which contained an overbearing and unparalleled will , violently suppressed!

The air palm print and the tiger palm collided with each other. At the moment of the collision, the old man's expression changed instantly. The tiger palm collapsed under the pressure of the air palm print, and the strong wind from the air palm print instantly tore the white tiger's shadow apart!

Without the protection of the shadow of the white tiger, the old man only felt his eyes darkened, and the palm print was infinitely magnified in his field of vision, covering the sky and the sun, as if the entire world was left with this palm print.

Before the palm print arrived, the domineering will contained in the palm print had already smashed into the old man's spiritual world, causing the old man to scream terribly.

"what!"

Amidst the screams, the old man bit the tip of his tongue violently, forcibly raised his spirits, and barely broke free from the suppression of the domineering will of the palm print. Because the shadow of the white tiger collapsed, the broken soul power gathered again, and the light of the soul power shot up into the sky. Also jumped up suddenly.

roared

"Little bastard, die for me!"

The hands snapped together, and amidst the sound of the roar of the tiger, a flash of thunder was born in the old man's palm!

"Eighth Soul Skill White Tiger God Thunder"

The black soul ring shines, and the majestic soul power pours into the palm like a tsunami. The thunder light in the palm is supported by the huge soul power, and grows against the wind, and the intensely shining thunder light shoots out to the surroundings!

The roaring palm print was blasted by the White Tiger Divine Thunder head-on, and the fierce thunder directly tore the palm print apart. After all, it was just Zhao Wuji's random blow. After defeating the old man's attack, the remaining power was no longer able to resist a super Douluo used the eighth soul skill's hateful strike.

"Boy, you're done!"

After defeating the palm prints, the old man grinned grimly, and immediately clasped his palms. The thunder that originally shot around, seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and returned to the old man's palms like a sparrow returning to its nest!

In the palm of the old man, the light of lightning was constantly condensing and compressing, and a tiger-headed golden gun shining with this light appeared in the old man's hand. Holding the tiger-headed golden gun, the old man was covered by the light of lightning, engulfing the mighty man who broke the palm print. The momentum strode towards Zhao Wuji.

The old man was condescending, holding a tiger-headed golden gun, and his whole body was covered by lightning, like a god descending from the earth, he stabbed at Zhao Wou-ki.

Roar!
Accompanied by the old man's spear, a huge white tiger's head manifested, and there was an earth-shattering roar of the tiger, followed by thousands of thunderbolts roaring down.

At the place where Zhao Wuji was, there was an earth-shattering explosion sound, thunder and light blazed, and a steady stream of waves of soul power surged towards the surroundings at a frighteningly high speed, and the space of thousands of meters around was directly turned into a vacuum state .

It is also fortunate that this attack fell inside the Holy King Temple. If it fell outside, it would have to be flattened for thousands of meters. Although the Holy King Temple lived up to its former power due to the decline of the Xiemou clan, the artifact is an artifact, not a mere one. The power of Super Douluo can be shaken!
"Hahaha, lifeless thing!"

The old man, whose whole body was still shrouded in thunder, let out a wanton smile, his eyes were extremely cold. His attack just now was not only aimed at Zhao Wou-ki, but Zhu Zhuqing was also within the range of his attack. He didn't have any subordinates at all just because Zhu Zhuqing was a descendant of the Zhu family. Thoughts of mercy.

As for Zhu Zhuqing's identity, the old man had some guesses, Zhu Zhuqing's age was similar to Dai Mubai's, and according to the Dai and Zhu family's traditions, Zhu Zhuqing was probably Dai Mubai's fiancée!

But the old man still didn't have any idea of ​​showing mercy. In the old man's eyes, Zhu Zhuqing's greatest use was to make up for the weakness of the White Tiger's martial soul power so as to unleash the Nether White Tiger, and Dai Mubai who had awakened the Evil Eyed White Tiger didn't need Zhu Zhuqing to make up for the Wuhun at all. Deficiency in soul power.

Then Zhu Zhuqing's existence is dispensable in the eyes of the old man.

"Ha ha!"

Just when the old man laughed wantonly, Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly sounded, and the old man's smile froze suddenly, but the old man's smile was only stiff for a moment, and in the next moment, a stern look flashed in the old man's eyes.

Raising the tiger-headed golden gun surrounded by lightning in his hand, the sharp edge bloomed, and stabbed again at the place where Zhao Wuji was.

The aftermath of the old man's attack before has not dissipated, at the moment where Zhao Wou-ki is, thunder is shining, and waves of soul power are constantly radiating out, so the specific situation cannot be seen clearly.

But this didn't affect the old man's attack at all. The tiger-headed golden gun whizzed past, the lightning flashed, and the sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.
And at the moment when the tiger's head was pierced by the golden spear, amidst the flashing thunder, Zhao Wou-ki stretched out one palm, slightly bent his index finger, lightly clasped his mother finger, and immediately flicked.

clang!
There was a light and crisp collision sound, Zao Wou-ki's fingertips collided with the tiger-headed golden gun, and the collision created ripples in the space, Zao Wou-ki's fingers collided with the old man's tiger-headed golden gun, and the stalemate lasted only for a moment , the next moment the tiger-headed golden gun in the old man's hand burst instantly.

"This! This! This!"

The old man's face was horrified, just one finger blocked the self-created soul skill he developed on the eighth soul skill, how could this be possible!

The next moment, a terrifying force shot out from Zhao Wuji's fingertips and poured into the old man's body. The vast soul power in the old man's body instantly collapsed in front of this huge force!
The whole person flew out straight upside down!

Boom!

The old man's body slammed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust!
Where Zao Wou-ki was, the thunder flashed away, and the figures of Zhao Wou-ki and Zhu Zhuqing were revealed, all intact, not even the slightest wrinkle in their clothes!

Zhao Wou-ki walked out slowly, kneading the tip of his index finger, and grinning at the old man.

"hurts a little!"

I have to say that the penetrating power of the old man's tiger-headed golden gun is pretty good. Although it didn't break the defense, and even didn't even have a red dot, it made Zao Wou-ki feel a little bit of pain, which is about the same as a mosquito bite!

The old man slowly got up from the ground, the hand that was holding the tiger-headed golden gun was trembling non-stop, and blood was constantly oozing from the pores, seeing Zhao Wou-ki's incomparably beating smile, the old man only felt angry and bloody Upwelling, a sweetness in the throat, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)