Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 367 Qian Daoliu's Means
"呲~"

Golden rays of light bloomed from Liangtian's sword, and the endless sharpness seemed to tear the sky apart. Qian Renxue raised the sword in her hand and swung a golden sword energy.

The space seemed to tremble because of this sword, the sea water parted from the middle, the darkness in the sky was swept away, and the light gradually penetrated the darkness and fell on everyone.

At the same time, in front of Qian Renxue, a huge pitch-black crack appeared. It was a crack in space cut out by Liang Tian. The crack was like a shattered mirror, leaving a hideous mark at the entrance.

"Ha ha."

Chihiro Ji raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. From beginning to end, he never took any action to stop the actions of the three of them, because he also wanted to leave here, but there was a seal made by Liangtian, unless Qian Daoliu himself was willing to use Liangtian Destroy this space, otherwise he can't do anything.

"click~"

Quantian turned into golden light and dissipated, merging into Qian Daoliu's right hand. At the same time, the surrounding space began to burst into broken sounds, and the cracks began to spread from the cracks in the space, and soon covered Ye Ling and the other three. Not far out.

"This space is about to collapse, let's go!"

Qian Daoliu said in a weak tone, summoning the soul bone Quantian has already exhausted him, the soul power in his body is completely dried up, and the mental power is even weaker to a negligible level. If he is not strong-willed, I am afraid he would have passed out long ago .

"Leave him alone, let's go!" Ye Ling said in a deep voice,

As the sound of cracking became more and more frequent, the three of them began to prepare to leave. Chihiro Ji, standing beside the space crack, looked at the three of them with a smile on his face. He came before the three of them.

The pitch-black long sword in his hand swung out, and fell towards Ye Ling who was standing in the middle.

"Want to leave? Have you asked my opinion?"

The cold voice came to mind, followed by a sharp edge wrapped in a strong dark breath, Ye Ling hastily released the Wuhun Heartless Sword, which lay in front of him.

"Boom~"

The space was shattered, and the dark fragments were like sharp blades. The ice floe under Ye Ling's feet burst suddenly, and his body was thrown into the sea far away.

Qian Renxue grabbed Qian Daoliu's arm and rose into the air. She couldn't react to everything just now. When she came back to her senses, Ye Ling had already been sent flying by Qian Xun's swift sword.

"It's troublesome."

In the distance, the pitch-black sea was suddenly covered by purple ice. Ye Ling stood up from the ice and looked at Chihiro Ji in the distance, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

Just using the power of the unfeeling magic pattern to cut off the chain made of ten thousand years of cold iron and iron wood with two swords has already consumed more than half of the soul power in his body. …

"It's okay!"

Qian Renxue flew to Ye Ling with Qian Daoliu, her eyes fell on Qian Xun Ji in front of the space crack, and a flash of anger flashed in her eyes.

The surrounding space was still broken, and the sea water seemed to be stirred up by something, forming a huge vortex on the sea surface.

"This space is going to be destroyed. If we don't go out, I'm afraid we will all be buried here." Ye Ling said indifferently, looking at Qian Xunji with a chill in his eyes.

"Rush over directly?" Qian Renxue said.

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "That guy's strength is comparable to Limit Douluo. Standing there, I can't break through for a while, let alone you with one person."

"Then what should I do?" Qian Renxue's tone became anxious.

"no way!"

Ye Ling's voice fell, and Qian Xunji's attack came again. The long sword swallowed a black sword light. There was no soul ring behind him, and there was only the endless darkness.

"Om~"

The cold light on the Unfeeling Sword was revealed, and the eighth soul ring on the back lit up without warning. Ye Ling immediately made a decision, and swung the Unfeeling Sword towards his side.

The eighth soul skill Skyrim was released, and a strange purple glow bloomed on the Unfeeling Sword, spreading into the air instantly, condensing a majestic sword shadow, which collided with the black crystal-like long sword in Chihiro Ji's hand.

Violent soul power spewed out from the place where the two swords intersected, Ye Ling retreated ten meters away, mobilized the unfeeling sword energy again to condense a floe on the sea surface, and stepped on it.

Qian Xunji didn't win with this sword either, his figure retreated violently, and the six wings on his back slapped violently, only then did he stop his figure in the air. After all, he just covered the sword body with soul power to meet Ye Ling's first attack. Eight soul skills, it is inevitable that there will be some disadvantages.

"Good guy, this sword actually has the power of a Super Douluo." Looking at the sword of the Fallen Angel that was still trembling in his hand, Chihiro Ji was extremely surprised.

When he intersected with the Heartless Sword, he could clearly feel that the Fallen Angel Sword in his hand was afraid. How could this be possible?The Sword of Fallen Angels is an artifact of the same level as the Holy Sword of Angels. How could one feel this way about a mortal's martial soul?

"Fallen angels are coming!"

Looking at Ye Ling's slightly pale face, Qian Xunji was finally ready to take the real action, thinking silently in his heart, on the sword of the fallen angel in his hand, the rhombus-shaped black crystal suddenly shone brightly, and a phantom of a fallen angel appeared in one of them. Gone.

At the same time, the armor covering Chihiro Ji's body also spit out a deep black light, and the dark breath gushed out without the slightest restraint.

There seemed to be a round of black sun hanging in the sky, casting darkness on the bottom, and the surrounding time seemed to stand still, everyone including Chihiro Ji moved extremely slowly.

A phantom fell from the black sun, it was an angel, or a fallen angel, with a dark atmosphere on the dark wings, sharp claws growing from the fingertips of the bare feet, and the slender fingers were a bit scary, A pair of empty eyes stared down, without any emotion.

"Limit Douluo!"

Ye Ling's complexion changed drastically, and the surrounding time slowed down. He could only watch the arrival of the fallen angel, helplessly.

The violent and strong dark breath, like a collapsed dome, hit the shoulders of Ye Ling and the others. The heavy coercion made even Ye Ling feel uncomfortable.

This is by no means something he can resist, unless he breaks through the Title Douluo, it is possible for him to fight, but now, even with the unfeeling magic pattern, he can't survive three rounds under this phantom.

Qian Renxue on the side was not much better either, a fine layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, her expression was extremely difficult, her teeth were clenched, as if she was resisting something.

"Hey~"

A weak sigh came from behind the two of them. At some point, Qian Daoliu stood up, and Liangtian stood beside him, resisting this terrifying pressure for him.

"grandfather!"

Noticing the bright atmosphere gradually becoming stronger behind her, a bad thought flashed in Qian Renxue's mind, and she hastily exclaimed.

Qian Daoliu didn't speak, and looked at his granddaughter's back quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand to hold Liangtian tightly, and looked at Qianxun Ji, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"If I had known today, I shouldn't have suppressed you here in the first place, but should have killed you directly."

As he said that, Qian Daoliu raised the measuring sky, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "But it's not too late to kill you now..."

(End of this chapter)