Douluo: Take the little brother Tang San at the beginning!

"You actually escaped from the battlefield." An Wenxuan said angrily.

"You should think about how to survive first, right?" You know, in front of such a top assassin, even a powerful Titled Douluo can't sleep at night.Not to mention that he came here with many subordinates at this time.

"You're just a titled Douluo. If Mei Du were here, how dare you be so arrogant." An Wenxuan shouted angrily.

Xie Ying smiled slightly and said, "Even if Mei Du is here, he will still be afraid of me."

An Wenxuan's eyes turned red and he suddenly released his soul ring: "Yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black." Although it was not the best soul ring ratio, it was still a titled Douluo. "If Meidu is here and we are together, you will be our opponent."

Xie Ying was startled: "I didn't expect that you could hide it deeply enough."

An Wenxuan said disdainfully: "It's still unclear who will win today. You must know that we have many more powerful people here than you, and the number of soul master soldiers here is several times that of yours."

More than whom?Two people suddenly walked in from the south gate. The first one was wearing a cloak and his face could not be seen clearly. He was pulling a coffin, and the beautiful woman in the coffin was lifelike.

Ye Pingping raised Nine-Hearted Begonia with both hands and said, "Group healing." After the increase of Sleeping Begonia, its therapeutic effect and scope were astonishing.

An Dong, who was beside Ye Pingping, slowly took off his hat so that everyone could see his face clearly.

"Andong."

"elder brother."

"Xiaodong."

There is joy and hatred. Of course, the hatred comes from An Wenxuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." An Dong said lightly, and an extremely black sickle appeared in his hand.

"Lizhi, how's it going?" Xie Ying asked.

An Dong's eyes became gloomy, and he did not dare to look directly into Xie Ying's eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect her, but there is still hope."

Xie Ying's body trembled, and if he wanted to ask anything else, An Dong said: "Let's resolve the battle in front of us first."

With that said, An Dong raised the death sickle and released the soul ring, black, black, black, red, black, black.

Especially the fourth soul ring, which symbolizes 10 years, looks so dazzling at this time.

The fourth soul ring lit up: "Aren't there more of you than there are people? Look at me: group clones." In an instant, everyone has an identical version of themselves next to them.

The overall number of people has doubled. This is the ability given by the 10-year-old soul ring.

Before this was over, An Dong's first soul ring lit up: "Group Invisibility." In an instant, all members of the Assassin's Alliance entered the invisible state.

What does it mean to be invisible to a member of the League of Assassins who specializes in assassination?Needless to say, you can see its effect just by looking at the enemies all around who are being assassinated instantly.

An Wenxuan was too tired from fighting the evil shadow, so he gasped and said, "Kill, kill him for me."

"City Lord, let's get out of here first." The Undertaker roared.

"No, go and kill him for me. Quick, kill him." An Wenxuan shouted.

The Undertaker quickly took orders and rushed towards An Dong.

"No." Xie Ying was about to return to defense.

An Dong shook his head: "Leave it to me, the mourner, to avenge my father."

Xie Ying nodded, released his martial soul avatar, and attacked Xie Ying.

The mourner rushed to An Dong, waved the ghost flag in his right hand, and countless skeletons crawled out of the ground, as well as the corpses of various spirit beasts crawled out of the ground.

I saw An Dong's clone, holding the Black Evil Sword, leading the way and rushing towards the group of skeletons.With just one clone, he could kill dozens of skeletons in an instant.

An Dong's body handed the coffin to Ye Pingping.

The two of them had the same mind. Ye Pingping just nodded, and both of them understood each other's thoughts.

Wherever the sickle passed, the skeleton seemed to have been drained of life and fell to the ground instantly, as if the life had been sucked out by Andong's sickle.

An Dong knew that what the sickle extracted was not life, but the breath of death. It was the breath of death.

An Dong understood instantly and smiled slightly: "This should be the breath of death. Compared with me, you are far behind." As he said that, An Dong knocked the death sickle on the ground.In an instant, the realm of death enveloped him.

Even Xie Ying was horrified that a mere 6th ring soul emperor actually possessed domain skills.

In an instant, the mourner felt that the skeletons filled with the aura of death were being suppressed tightly. This suppression was even more violent than that brought about by Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"How is that possible?" said the Undertaker.

"Nothing is impossible." An Dong replied calmly.

Except for the skeletons summoned by the Undertaker's martial spirit avatar, other skeletons in the field fell to the ground facing An Dong, as if they were worshiping.

"I'm going to kill you," The Undertaker said.

"Haha, if you have the ability, come over here."

The mourner waved the ghost flag, and instantly a miasma filled the air.The miasma slowly gathered, and the mourner's ghost flag was waved again, and the miasma rushed towards An Dong.It is the Undertaker's sixth soul skill: "Poison Burial."

When he fought with Poison Douluo Dugu Bo before, the reason why he didn't use this move was because he knew very well that his poison gas was nothing to Poison Douluo.

But now he has room to play.But what he didn't expect was.This miasma was actually restrained by An Dong.

I saw that An Dong actually absorbed it all in an instant, just like absorbing the miasma in the lake.

"You." The Undertaker said viciously: "The city lord is right, you kid, your future is limitless and I will never let you grow up. Look at me, the true form of the martial spirit."

An Dong was shocked. Aren't the skeletons carrying his sedan chair the true form of his martial spirit?

It turned out that those skeletons were just summoned by the martial spirit avatar, and the real martial spirit avatar of the Undertaker turned out to be a huge skeleton.

The skeleton was as tall as a three-story building, and its dark eyes glowed with a faint red light.The whole body is filled with the smell of death.

The skeleton held a huge scythe in his hand. The scythe was also extremely uncoordinated and was as high as a four-story building.

The Undertaker swung his sickle down and the ground began to crack. He was full of killing intent and majestic.The soul power he radiated alone blew away the people around him.

One can imagine how much pressure An Dong must endure when faced with this scythe.

An Dong didn't flinch. He knew that he couldn't flinch.

He also waved the two-meter-long death scythe in his hand and collided hard with the opponent's huge scythe.

The roar sounded, shaking the earth, and the violent and raging soul power washed away everything around.

An Dong was shocked so much that the smell of blood came from his throat. An Dong knew that he could not give in. He swallowed the blood in his mouth and waved the sickle with both hands.

"How is that possible?" the mourner asked in surprise.The death scythe drew a line of sword energy, pointing directly at the chest of the martial soul's true form.

The huge skeleton was pushed back five steps and sat on the ground, causing dust to fly.

He slowly stood up, stepped forward with his right foot, and opened the skull's huge mouth: "Roar." A roar came from the skull's mouth.An Dong was blown away and hit hard on a teaching building not far away.

Just as the mourner was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw An Dong flying over with a pair of huge wings behind him, holding a scythe, and waving the scythe again to attack the huge skeleton.