Ghost Shadow Douluo's body kept shaking as if sifting chaff, and even his voice became broken and hoarse."Please, save me, I really don't want to die like this!" Ghost Douluo continued to wail, his voice full of pleading and helplessness. His face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He looked extremely embarrassed, completely lacking the dignity and demeanor of a powerful Douluo. The muscles on Ghost Scythe Douluo's face kept twitching violently, and every muscle was jumping involuntarily, as if performing a crazy dance. His eyes were wide open, filled with deep disbelief and extreme hesitation, and he stammered incoherently: "This...how is this possible?" "Ghost Shadow Douluo, he is a feared existence in the spirit master world. How could he be forced into such a desperate and miserable state by a second-ring great spirit master? He even sent us such a desperate request for help?" "This is simply like a dream, a fantasy, a scene I have never imagined in my life!" Xingchen Douluo's face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. He shook his head vigorously and frantically, as if he had suffered a huge blow, and his whole body began to tremble. His voice was trembling like a candle in the wind, and he said tremblingly:

"I couldn't believe my eyes!" "Ghost Shadow Douluo is a Titled Douluo. He is also a top-notch strong man with a great reputation and is admired and feared in the spirit master world." "He has fought countless battles and defeated countless powerful enemies. How could he be beaten by a mere second-ring Great Spirit Master today and be completely defenseless and unable to fight back?" "This completely overturned my deep-rooted understanding of the level of soul master strength, and shattered my definition and imagination of a strong person!" Xingchen Douluo's brows were tightly knitted together, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be able to kill a fly. His eyes were filled with deep confusion and constant thinking: "No matter what, we can't just stand by and watch someone die." “The situation at hand is too complicated and unpredictable, and Tang Lan’s information is totally inconsistent with what we have received. ""It is possible to force the powerful Ghost Shadow Douluo into such a desperate and miserable situation." Ghost Scythe Douluo tightly grasped the Ghost Scythe in his hand, with such force that His knuckles turned pale, and his teeth clattered as if they were about to break. "If I don't take action, I won't be able to report to my superiors when I return." "I don't believe that a mere second-ring great spirit master has any heaven-defying means." "Humph, maybe it was just Ghost Shadow Douluo's carelessness that allowed this kid to get the upper hand by chance." "I think he's just lucky!" Xingchen Douluo's eyes were as solemn as water, and every ray of light seemed to carry a thousand-pound weight. He said slowly: "Don't underestimate the enemy. To be able to have such extraordinary abilities under such circumstances, this person is definitely not an ordinary person." "We need to act with caution, observe carefully, and patiently look for his flaws. We must not act impulsively and blindly." Ghost Scythe Douluo snorted coldly, and the sound was like the cold wind in winter, cold and full of disdain: "No matter what tricks he has, if we work together, are we still afraid that we can't subdue him?" "Even if he has three heads and six arms, he is only a second-ring great spirit master!" Xingchen Douluo shook his head, his face full of worry and caution: "Don't be impulsive, it's better to be safe than sorry. The battle situation is changing rapidly, if there is any unexpected change, it will be difficult for us to end it." Ghost Scythe Douluo's eyes widened, bloodshot from anger and anxiety, and he roared, "If you hesitate any longer, Ghost Shadow Douluo will die!" "How are we going to bear the consequences then!" After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Xingchen Douluo's dissuasion, his figure flashed like lightning, and with a fierce gust of wind, he rushed towards Tang Lan rapidly.

Seeing this, Xingchen Douluo sighed deeply in helplessness. His eyes showed both dissatisfaction with Ghost Scythe Douluo's impulsiveness and worry about the current situation. But we can only follow closely. Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan and others were excited when they saw Tang Lan defeat Ghost Douluo. Tang Ya jumped up and down excitedly, her face flushed red, and she cheered loudly: "Tang Lan is amazing! She is simply invincible!" Jiang Nannan covered her chest with her hands, her eyes sparkling with admiration, her voice trembling slightly with excitement: "I never thought Tang Lan was so powerful that he could defeat a Titled Douluo!" Ma Xiaotao was filled with emotion, her beautiful face was full of surprise and admiration, she murmured to herself: "It turns out that Tang Lan is so powerful. It seems that he held back when he fought with me last time." "I was so naive to think I could compete with him." Tang Lan held the Overlord Spear in his hand and took steady and powerful steps. Step by step, he approached the Ghost Shadow Douluo who had collapsed to the ground in a state of utter disgrace. His face was full of contempt and ridicule, and he said mercilessly: "Humph, Ghost Shadow Douluo, weren't you arrogant and insolent before?" "Why are you shivering here like a stray dog ​​with its tail between its legs?" Ghost Shadow Douluo's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. His body was shaking like a leaf in the wind, but he still tried to remain calm and said: "Boy, don't get complacent too soon! Things are changing, and it's still unknown who will win!" Tang Lan sneered, and that laugh seemed to freeze the air around him, and said disdainfully: "Proud? I am relying on my absolute strength to crush you!" "Do you think your little tricks, those sinister means that are not worthy of being shown on the stage, can make any waves in front of me? It's simply a foolish dream!" "Your so-called special moves are nothing but trifles in my eyes, not worth mentioning!" "How dare you call yourself Douluo? I think you are just a weakling with a false reputation!" Tang Lan's eyes were like two sharp swords. He stabbed straight at Ghost Shadow Douluo and stared at him intently, as if he wanted to see through his soul. Ghost Shadow Douluo gritted his teeth, his gums bleeding, and said bitterly: "You...you should not go too far! Leave some room for error so that we can meet again in the future!" Tang Lan laughed out loud again, the laughter was deafening and resounded through the sky: "Going too far? You asked for this!" "You have committed many evil deeds, and today is your end!" "Today, I will let you know what a truly strong person is and what an insurmountable gap in strength is!" After saying that, Tang Lan raised the Overlord Spear, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Ghost Shadow Douluo's throat, and the soul power flowed wildly on the spear. The light was so dazzling that it seemed to illuminate the entire dark world. (End of this chapter)