Come to Douluo, don't be a scumbag

With a shocking aura, Tang Muchen rushed towards the opponent suddenly, his golden fists were absolutely powerful.

With a serious expression in Xue Qinghe's eyes, he gently raised his sword and posed in a posture, which also looked majestic, but because of his handsome appearance, he had a more elegant taste of holding a sword.

The power gap between the two should be obvious, so he didn't intend to abruptly catch the opponent's attack.

He just planned to rely on his strength to relieve his strength, and wanted to rely on this ability to stop Tang Muchen.

"If that's the case, you can't beat me."

Xue Qinghe showed a faint joy on his face: "The gap between us is also irreparable."

Perhaps Tang Muchen's hard work was noticed by her, and she also showed a slightly serious look.

The golden eyes are paired with the holy sword that shines the golden phantom, and the mighty power on his body makes people feel that there is a sharp long sword in front of him, obviously an out-and-out formidable enemy.

"That's all."

The golden fist struck the air in bursts, and Xue Qinghe easily dodged the fist that Tang Muchen focused on his powerful soul power.

"Your speed is good, but the gap in soul power makes it easy for me to see your moves."

Xue Qinghe said so, a halo appeared in the golden eyes, under the effect of these angelic eyes, no matter the use of soul power or spiritual power can be seen through.

Seizing the gap between Tang Muchen's attacks, the golden holy sword in her hand blatantly shot, pointing at the opponent's throat.

The gap between the top of the sword and Tang Muchen's throat was less than one centimeter, and Tang Muchen could even feel the sharpness of the holy sword, causing goosebumps on his throat.

With just an easy counterattack, she beautifully interrupted Tang Muchen's attacking pace.

"You lost~"

With such a melodious tone, Xue Qinghe also showed a relaxed expression in his eyes.

"If you fight me at the Soul Emperor level, even if you are called No. 1 in the younger generation of the Continent, you have no chance of winning."

She said these words calmly, and then showed a gentle smile: "Why don't you cooperate with me, if you are willing to cooperate with me, you can get a lot of what you want."

Obviously this time Xue Qinghe's plan was to recruit Tang Muchen, otherwise she would have used stronger moves, and Tang Muchen was also hiding his clumsiness, but the opponent of the Soul Emperor was stronger.

Facing the solicitation of the prince of the empire dressed up by a stunning beauty, Tang Muchen replied: "Although you are really charming when you say that, but—"

The golden light suddenly burst out, and hard scales suddenly appeared on his right hand, and then swept across the entire right hand.

It just happened in the blink of an eye, Tang Muchen stretched out his big hand and grabbed her golden holy sword.

"I still prefer to cooperate with equal status."

Xue Qinghe obviously didn't expect him to do this suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and the golden holy sword suddenly pierced towards his throat.

"hiss."

Before she made this move, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head.

"what?"

The holy sword that was originally facing the throat was slightly deviated due to the sudden attack, but with her strong willpower, she still controlled the long sword and suddenly pierced into the aiming point just now.

"It's useless."

With an evil smile on his face, Tang Muchen stuck out his tongue: "It's useless."

After saying this sentence, scales appeared on his throat, which happened to be used for defense, but Tang Muchen didn't intend to rely on this to defend against the opponent's attack.

After all, the best defense is a stronger offense, which Tang Muchen understands very well.

Taking advantage of the mental impact she received from Miss Yinlongwang, Tang Muchen took advantage of the opportunity to exert his physical strength.

The golden dragon claws immediately grabbed the opponent's holy sword from right to left, and the powerful force easily destroyed the opponent's holy sword condensed with soul power.

"You also showed your flaws."

The golden dragon claws faded away, leaving only a big hand that suddenly sprang out and firmly grabbed the opponent's neck.

"Now we should be able to talk on an equal footing."

Tang Muchen grabbed the other party's neck vigorously, and then said with a gentle smile on his face.

"~"

Everything happened between lightning and flint, even if Xue Qinghe was at the level of Soul Emperor, it was difficult to react.

She faced the mental shock of Miss Silver Dragon King abruptly, how could Silver Dragon King's mental shock be so simple, even the Golden Dragon King had to treat it with caution.

"Well."

Xue Qinghe's handsome face revealed a painful expression, and she didn't even feel that Tang Muchen was tightly restraining her neck.

"Be obedient~"

Leaning close to her ear, Tang Muchen breathed and said.

Xue Qinghe's body trembled suddenly, his eyes, which were originally closed in pain, opened slightly, and the golden light flashed.

"Too presumptuous."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Sixth soul skill, angel—roaring."

The holy sword on her forehead suddenly shone brightly, and a terrifying force was being born.

And Tang Muchen, who was extremely close to Xue Qinghe, was completely unstoppable.

Suddenly his eyes widened, but he fell into the swamp of the Angel Domain, Tang Muchen suddenly widened his eyes.

"enough."

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Miss Yinlongwang suddenly appeared beside Tang Muchen, and with her extremely fast speed, her long silver hair floated in the air, and she raised her small white fist and slammed on Tang Muchen's chest.

The sudden appearance of Miss Yinlong Wang obviously caught Qian Renxue a little by surprise, because her speed was too fast, and the power in her clenched fist was also exuding terrifying power, so she could only forcefully activate her own The sixth soul skill, and then turned sideways to avoid Miss Yinlongwang's terrifying little fist.

And Tang Muchen also seized the opportunity, taking advantage of her resolutely dodging the attack, suddenly rushed forward, clasped the opponent's arms with both hands, and then smiled: "Take me with a tortoise binding."

Manipulating his flexible body, his thick legs suddenly wrapped around the opponent's slender waist, his powerful arms locked the opponent's slender neck, relying on his own strong weight, he forcibly smashed Xue Qinghe to the ground.

A huge roar sounded, and Xue Qinghe fell heavily to the ground, feeling the malice of the world.

Under the combined attack of the hard floor and the heavy Tang Muchen, even her body screamed, and she couldn't help but scream.

The golden eyes were slightly distracted, perhaps because of the heavy blow, but more probably because of Tang Muchen's strong masculine aura.

And what Tang Muchen said next brought Xue Qinghe's distracted eyes back to his senses.

He just said a few words lightly.

"As expected - the young master of the Spirit Hall."