Douluo's gold and silver dragon spear

Yang Tianhong is clearly a titled Douluo

Almost instantly, Yang Tianhong disappeared.

"Where are you going?"

"You've been making trouble in Xinlan City for so long, and you still want to run away?"

"The people behind you should also come out, the city lord doesn't want to waste time."

The old man's pupils shrank sharply

The reason why his Xinxia Chamber of Commerce has stood on the mainland for many years is that there are two Titled Douluo sitting in the town, and each of them controls half of the resources.

Today, one of his titled Douluo from the Xinxia Chamber of Commerce, the ninety-two-level Fire Sword Douluo, brought them here to get the last big deal before the disaster.

They just represent Fire Saber Douluo.

Unexpectedly, the city lord of the main city could still find the location of Fire Saber Douluo, so powerful...

absolutely powerful

The red soul ring alone is enough of a deterrent.

"Haha, you are worthy of being the city lord of a major city. You can discover my existence at level ninety-one. It's really good. However, you can't keep my men today. Take a step back and the world will be brighter for you, young man."

The voice of disdain came from the void

The void shook dozens of meters away from Yang Tianhong, and an old man slowly walked out. He had short red hair, wore a red robe, and carried a silver sword on his back.

"Young man, you..."

"Don't bullshit, labor and capital have endured for a long time"

Yang Tianhong swears in disdain

So what about level ninety-two? It’s not like I haven’t killed anyone before.

The first level of the Titled Douluo realm is like a divine punishment. This is only for ordinary people, and it is just like that for Shrek's people.

This is Yang Tianhong's pride as a Shrek person.

Fire Sword Douluo's face darkened, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

A standard nine-circle soul ring emerged from the silver sword behind him, and the flames rose instantly.

The silver turned to fiery red, fiery red with the color of blood.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body"

"The eighth soul skill, Explosive Flame Sword Slash!"

The fire knife behind him soared into the air, and Fire Knife Douluo's seventh and eighth soul rings lit up one after another.

Blood red stains the sky

The fire knife slashed down vertically, and the half-moon-shaped flame wave fell with a high temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius, just like the sun falling, and it was extremely powerful.

The old soul sage had already hid far away, but he didn't run away. It can be seen that the battle between Title Douluo had a great effect on his improvement.

Moreover, in his heart, Fire Sword Douluo must win.

After all, the gap at level one is a bit big...

The next scene made him dumbfounded

The face of the imposing Fire Saber Douluo instantly lost all color, and a trace of fear surfaced on his face

The corner of Yang Tianhong's mouth raised. When the flame wave approached him, it was instantly deflected. The blow that was supposed to hit him did not make him move a step.

"You, are you...?"

"Shrek, Hongtian Douluo!"

Huo Dao Douluo and the old soul saint watching the battle from a distance exclaimed in unison

Hongtian Douluo, only hears his name but does not see his person, the martial soul is a demigod-level spiritual power martial soul, annihilated!

The cold sweat dripped down the back of the old man of soul sage in an instant, just now he was still provoking this killing god!

Has he lived enough!

Thinking of this, the old man of Soul Sage turned his head and ran away without even looking at the strongest Fire Saber Douluo in his heart.

Fire Knife Douluo, on the other hand, sat limply on the Fire Knife, his eyes dull, like a puppet.

Yang Tianhong approached Huo Dao Douluo, and said in a low voice: "If it weren't for the time of employing people, the city lord would have already killed you. You are lucky to be a puppet today. From today onwards, the city lord will appoint you as the deputy city lord of Xinlan City.

Do your best to serve this city master, and I will remove your spiritual imprint in five years. "

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

"Fire Knife Douluo" twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in a stiff tone.