Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory.

Chapter 175 The end of the Tiger Arm Douluo, the chicken-stealing Huo Yuhao (4K (page 12)

"Well said, we are just enemies on a narrow road..."

Tiger Arm Douluo Chen Hu took a step back with his right foot, followed by a half-step with his left foot. With the step back, his hands moved back to hug the front of his belly button and punched forward.

"Death Hell Douluo, others are afraid of the Ultimate Martial Spirit, but our Noumenon Sect is not afraid!

The original martial spirit was born in response to the fate of heaven and earth. I want to see if you can resist my pair of tiger arms! "

The noumenal disciples only respect the noumenal martial soul, which is part of their own bodies, and they are recognized as the soul masters who least rely on soul skills in Douluo Continent, and they spend their entire lives honing combat skills.

Chen Hu is the chief elder of the Noumenon Sect and a ninety-sixth-level titled Douluo. His combat skills are based on observing tiger-like soul beasts, taking the imagery and practicing it into fists!

Tiger-shaped fist!

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hu began to change. The magic tiger tattoos on his arms were blazing brightly. Two giant tigers, one black and one white, came to life, and a strong silver light enveloped his body.

The second silver-level awakening of the main body's martial spirit, a 100% increase!

Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, five black, rose up boldly under his feet, the seventh soul ring shone brightly, violent soul power surged out, and the underground space seemed to set off a huge wave of soul power fluctuations outward.

"Death Hell Douluo, pay for my disciple's life!"

In the true form of Wuhun, Chen Hu's arms are particularly strong, and the transformed tiger claws are like five short spears condensed together. His right foot hits the ground heavily, pushing his body towards the Hell Bone Dragon like a cannonball. Come over.

The black and white hair on Chen Hu's arms floated back. When he jumped forward, he spread his fingers and curled them into his palms like claws. At the same time, he opened his mouth wide and let out a deafening tiger roar!

The Dantian is released in the throat and condenses into the sound of a tiger's roar, and the energy is penetrated through the arms to increase the power and make the enemy tremble upon hearing it and lose their will to fight!

Neither Ling Bai nor the Hell Bone Dragon had any emotion like fear in their hearts. The former sneered, while the latter gave Tiger Arm Douluo a thundering dragon roar. Eight ferocious illusions were hidden in the center of the dragon's claws. The blood-red vortex!

The dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the situation changed. The dragon and the tiger were both top-notch soul beasts in the world of soul beasts, and they were also top-notch when applied to martial souls. The tiger fist and the dragon claw collided without any fancy, and the explosive power of that moment made the entire underground space tremble!

A simple contact contains unparalleled murderous intent. Both sides feel the powerful strength of the other party. Tiger-shaped boxing uses shape as a fist, mind as a spirit, strength through joints, and energy as a boost. Chen Hu’s fists are fierce and his fists are like those of a tiger. Go down the mountain.

With the double amplification of Silver Level Second Awakening and Martial Spirit True Body, Chen Hu's tiger fists were extremely powerful. The moment the Hell Bone Dragon's claws came into contact with it, he immediately felt a mountain-like pressure coming from his fists.

The fist was attached with destructive soul power fluctuations, and even a small mountain would be shattered by this tiger fist. Fortunately, the dragon bone was hard and thick, and the Hell Bone Dragon withstood the destructive force of the tiger-shaped fist.

Chen Hu gritted his teeth, and his fists were numb. A strange force came from the blood-red dragon claws. Extreme death was eroding his fists pervasively. The hair on his fists gradually withered, and it seemed that he could already see it. To the flesh and blood beneath the hair!

"drink!"

If you drag him on, he will definitely die!

As soon as he thought of this, the shadows of the two demonic tigers behind Chen Hu suddenly became clear. As the ninth dark soul ring flashed, a majestic tiger howl sounded, as if all the energy in the world was condensed in his body. Chen Hu was overwhelmed. Take a step forward.

The ninth soul skill, the angry tiger runs through the forest!

Chen Hu's whole body flew up without any intention of defense. His whole body was wrapped with strong two-color soul power, and he launched a crazy close combat towards the Hell Bone Dragon. Two giant tigers also pounced on him and bit them without fear of death!

The admiral's liver energy was relaxed through his head, and he stepped on his feet and pounced with his palms and claws. Chen Hu fully displayed the power of the tiger-shaped fist, constantly venting the anger in his heart. However, as he was beating, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and raised his head with feeling. At first, I happened to look into the scarlet pupils of the Hell Bone Dragon and saw the humanized ridicule in them as well as the evil demonic lines on the edge of the eye sockets!

The Deathly Hell Spider King's third soul skill, the Undead Demonic Eyes!

Chen Hu trembled unconsciously, and the offensive of the tiger-shaped fist became a lot stiffer. The eyes of the Death Bone Dragon were frightening and cold. He seemed to be standing there naked, and his whole body was looked at cleanly. Pure, there is no secret at all.

The Death Hell Bone Dragon is an undead bone dragon that evolved with the Death Hell Demon Scythe as a contract. It can use the soul skills of Ling Bai's second martial soul, the Death Hell Spider Emperor. The Death Hell Demon Eye has already allowed it to see the weakness of the Tiger-shaped Fist!

The bloody light in the pupils surged, the dragon claws intertwined, and the huge X-shaped light blade drew a sad arc in the underground space!

The fourth soul skill of the Hell Spider Emperor, Eternal Creation!

"boom--"

The clothes on Chen Hu's upper body exploded under the attack of Eternal Creation, revealing his solid muscles, and blood spurted out when he was blown into the air.

It was embedded in the ground like a torn sack, and Chen Hu's breathing was as heavy as the whirring of a blower.

"I actually broke the tiger-shaped fist's cover with one blow..."

Chen Hu struggled to get up. The ferocious mark on his chest was dripping with blood. He had no time to pay attention to his injuries. The Death Hell Bone Dragon attacked quickly, and the black-haired young man standing above the Death Hell Bone Dragon looked like a god of death wielding a scythe!

"Damn it, where did the Noumenon Sect provoke this monster!" Chen Hu cursed in his heart.

He and the Death Hell Douluo were the only ones deep in the underground space of Mingdetang, complaining that the sky was not responding and the earth was not working. Now that the door was broken and he was seriously injured, the eternal wounds and ultimate death were constantly killing his own body cells. Chen Hu understood that today was a bad day.

But he is not reconciled!

He is the No. 3 figure in the Noumenon Sect, and he is not considered decrepit in age. He will have the opportunity to be promoted to level ninety-seven or even ninety-eight Titled Douluo in the future. He should not die so lightly as a feather!

"Death Prison Douluo, I'm not that easy to kill!"

Chen Hu's eyes showed the ferocity of a ferocious beast fighting to the death. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. The black and white devil tiger tattoo melted into his body instantly. The bones of his arms made a series of sounds like exploding beans, and his palms were completely transformed into one black and one white. The sharp claws of two tiger-like soul beasts!

Seeing this, Ling Bai was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Two thousand-year-old soul bones, I am very lucky today..."

Chen Hu said coldly: "If you want my soul bone, the prerequisite is that you can survive!"

Both of his arms have absorbed soul bones, the left arm is the fifty thousand year Netherworld Ghost Tiger King, and the right arm is the eighty thousand year Vajra White Tiger King.

The two pieces of the Tiger King's soul bones were extremely compatible with the Tiger-Shaped Fist, and they had just created the chief elder of the Noumenon Sect, the ninety-sixth level Tiger Arm Douluo Chen Hu.

The two tiger claws rubbed against each other, and a sharp and heart-wrenching sound sounded in the underground space. Chen Hu let the blood flow in his chest and stared directly at the Death Hell Bone Dragon, or more accurately, at the top of the Death Hell Bone Dragon's head. Ling Bai!

He thought that he had found the weakness of Death Hell Douluo. Death Hell Douluo's Bone Dragon Spirit could fight outside the body, but this also meant that Death Hell Douluo lost the body amplification of the Beast Spirit, and his body defense was extremely weak!

Chen Hu couldn't hold on any longer, but before he died, he wanted to die together with the Hell Douluo!

The 50,000-year-old Netherworld Ghost Tiger King’s left arm soul bone skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone!

The right arm soul bone skill of the 80,000-year-old Vajra White Tiger King, the indestructible body of Vajra!

Chen Hu transformed from one to five, and five identical figures rushed straight towards Ling Bai, and they were actually a few points faster than in his previous peak state.