Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

Rumble!

The spiritual platform seemed to be torn apart by a sharp object, and Yue Guan only felt a sharp pain attack, and subconsciously covered his head.

Like a firework burnt out, the soul power around Yue Guan dissipated.

The coercion on everyone's people also disappeared at this moment.

The ——, Moon Pass fell uncontrollably downwards.

Title Douluo?

Shot down?

Everyone who had just raised their heads looked at Yueguan's headache-splitting appearance, and their eyes were terrified.

But in the next second, the moon pass stopped.

He was pale, as if he had experienced some nightmare.

The eyes were terrified and frightened, as if trembling.

"Boy, you're looking for death!!"

The distorted face was fierce, and Yue Guan's eyes were murderous.

It was a great shame to be injured by a soul Venerable Douluo.

Rumble!

The terrifying dark golden claws covered the sky and shot towards the Soul Fighting Arena, and the diffused soul power ruthlessly knocked Hu Liena and several people out.

No matter how good a genius is, it is just an ant that has not grown up.

Enraged, Ju Douluo vowed to leave Su Ming's life here.

"Douluo is shameless to make a move against the junior."

The domineering voice exploded in everyone's mind, and it also completely woke up Ju Douluo.

"Who?!"

Ju Douluo quickly closed his hand and looked around like a great enemy.

Swish!

Yinhua snatched out, and a sharp long sword burst out from the passage.

Unbeatable sharpness!!

Nine stars faintly flashed on the sword body, striking straight into the dark golden claws.

The terrifying power raged from the sword god, chopping melons and cutting vegetables, grinding out the dark golden claws.

Swish!

With a crisp sound, the long sword broke through the air, aiming directly at Ju Douluo.

Seven Kills Sword!

Ju Douluo's heart trembled violently, and a magnificent and huge chrysanthemum suddenly appeared behind him.

The petals rained down, and the wind swept wildly, turning into a giant dragon and flying towards the Seven Kills Sword.

Rumble!

Two strands of energy exploded over the arena.

A terrifying wave of qi flew towards the surroundings of the arena, knocking everyone in the audience away.

Ju Douluo flew upside down and hit the dome, and the Seven Kills Sword was also ejected, turning into a streamer and falling into the hands of an old man.

"Yueguan, long time no see."

Dusty Heart stood with a sword, sharp and leaky, and his icy eyes exuded a dazzling horror.

Run!!

Come on!!

Needless to say, the audience scrambled to the exit.

"Let's go." Flender also hurriedly left with Tang San and the others.

Hu Liena and Evil Moon did not dare to stay for a long time, or even dare to look at it a few more times, and hurriedly gave the battlefield to the two.

It didn't take a few minutes to work, and the entire home arena of the Colosseum was empty.

Damn it~

How can Dustheart come to Soto City~

Ju Douluo's face was ugly, as if he had eaten a fly, his hand slapped the wall, and the figure came out of the dome.

"Dusty heart, this is none of your business, this kid has already taken a fancy to our Martial Soul Hall."

"Sell me a face today and let me take him back, what do you think?"

Yue Guan forcibly endured the anger in his heart and persuaded him with good words.

If he had changed peacetime, he might be willing to fight.

But the attack just now caused him some injuries.

At this moment, he definitely could not be the opponent of Dustheart.

"Just looking at it and taking someone away is a bit too overbearing, right?"

The easy-going light laughing voice sounded, and the elegant and elegant Ning Feng slowly walked out of the passage.

In his right hand, he also holds a pearlescent glazed tower, and the mysterious halo lingers, giving people a dreamy sense of closeness, and also sets off his rich and handsome.

"Ning Fengzhi, you are also here."

Ning Fengzhi's three words, word by word, burst out from Yue Guan's mouth.

His eyes were full of gloom and unwillingness, and his face was difficult to see.

A Sword Douluo Dust Heart, he is no longer an opponent.

Now there is another Ning Fengzhi, even if the ghost comes, the two of them are invincible together.

Sect Master Ning smiled slightly, "I heard that Soto City has a good genius, so I came to take a look, but I didn't think that I was still late." "

It seems that it is impossible to take people away today~

Yue Guan's icy afterglow looked at Su Ming who fell to the ground, and gloomy, angry, and cold emotions flashed.

"Today's shame will be rewarded in the coming day!"

The petals broke through the dome, Yue Guan snorted coldly, and flew out from the sky above the Soul Fighting Arena with great reluctance.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's heart also fell to the ground.

If it wasn't necessary, he was also reluctant to clash with the Martial Soul Hall.

"Uncle Jian, what is so unique about him that he can let you make a move?"

Ning Fengzhi slowly came to the Soul Fighting Platform, his eyes casually looking at Su Ming on the stage.

It seems that this is nonsense, after all, a genius whose soul Venerable cultivation is comparable to the strength of the Soul Emperor, who can let it go.

But Chenxin knew what Ning Fengzhi was asking, and opened his mouth to explain:

"He not only cultivates sword techniques, but also cultivates sword techniques, but he doesn't use them."

Dusty Heart's words are very firm and unshakable like a rock.

As if he was telling the truth.

Swordsmanship?

Ning Feng was shocked in his heart, a sword martial soul soul master, actually cultivated sword techniques?

"This..."

Ning Fengzhi frowned, feeling that this matter was incredible, but he also knew that Uncle Jian's words were definitely not groundless.

When it comes to sword techniques, absolutely no one in the entire continent can beat it.

He said yes, he must have felt something.

Sword Douluo's gaze was faint, and his eyes looking at Su Ming showed a bit of warmth.

"You don't understand the wind, the depth of this sword path is afraid that it has surpassed many of the older generation of powerhouses."

"It's a pity that he is a sword martial soul, if it is a sword martial soul, the future achievements of kendo will definitely be above me."

After speaking, Chenxin couldn't help sighing, quite sad.

The martial soul of the God Slashing was extremely sharp, and it was no less than his own seven-killing sword.

If it is a sword, his own kendo can also be followed by others, but it's a pity...

Hiss~

Ning Fengzhi's heart made waves, he had never heard of a swordsman who could get such praise from Uncle Jian.

I didn't expect that this time I came to Soto City, I could really have such a huge gain.

Knowing what Chenxin was thinking, Ning Fengzhi was just about to comfort him, and suddenly saw Chenxin's face change greatly.

"Ju, you are looking for death!!"

The peaceful gaze instantly killed with fierce intent, and the seventh soul ring under the foot of Sword Douluo Chen's heart moved.

At the same time, his whole person also flew towards the sky.

A long sword of tens of meters appeared behind him, and the mirror-like sword body was cold and cold, as if it was about to shatter the sky.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly raised his head, and a piercing explosion sounded in his ears.

Bang!!

The terrifying shockwave knocked the entire Soul Fighting Platform into dust.

It was as if a missile exploded over the Fighting Soul Arena, and the air wave tore everything apart, and the entire Fighting Soul Home Arena became a mess.

In the smoke, a blue light flashed.

I saw Ning Fengzhi standing in the billowing smoke, seemingly unaffected at all.

That blue light did not emanate from his Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, but from the chest position, allowing him to protect himself from the wind and waves and sit firmly on the fishing platform.

"Martial Soul Hall, really the thief's heart is not dead."

The fierce fighting sound of ping-pong outside came, and Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

But when he looked at Su Ming's position, everything in front of him couldn't help but make him pause.

I saw that the position where Su Ming was originally lying was empty at this moment, and even he didn't notice it.

Ning Feng looked around sharply——, his eyes showing nervousness.

Being able to take people away in the big battle of two titled Douluo, the latter's strength must also be titled Douluo.

Soto City, there is actually a title Douluo!!

"Who the hell is it?"

Sensing that the other party did not make a move against him, Ning Fengzhi did not relax in the slightest, his brows furrowed, and he was still thinking about something.

Not a person from the Martial Soul Hall.

There are only a handful of titled Douluo in the entire continent.

Able to take people away under the eyes of Uncle Jian.

"Could it be..."

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes couldn't help but show shock, and the word "no wonder" was muttered on his lips.

After a while, Sword Douluo went and returned.

The soul power of the battle on his body has not yet dissipated, just like his eyes at the moment, it seems to contain a sword with cold light out of its sheath.

The two knew the result.

Ju Douluo is an elder of the Martial Soul Hall, and Dusty Xin does not dare to kill the other party, but just teaches a lesson and makes the latter remember for a long time.

"Wind, man..."

Noticing that the murder was no longer there, Sword Douluo's face changed slightly, such a talent, could it be given by the Martial Soul Hall.

Wrong~

Even if it is Contra, it is impossible to escape his sight~

Being cut off, Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly helplessly, "Uncle Jian, you haven't noticed it, you can see the strength of the incoming person." "

"The water in this Soto City doesn't look ordinarily deep."

Dusty Heart's pupils shook, the small Soto City actually still hid the title Douluo, this...

After checking the surroundings to no avail, the two left the Soul Fighting Arena.

As for the damage caused to the Arena, the two turned a blind eye, as if everything had nothing to do with the two of them.

Even Murong Qi did not come forward, and the Soul Fighting Arena did not let go of a fart, allowing the two to leave.

On the other side, Tang Hao had already left a few kilometers with Su Ming.

Ugh --

As if throwing garbage, Tang Hao expressionlessly threw Su Ming into the river.

The night was dark and dark, and Tang Hao looked indifferent, seemingly not worried that Su Ming would be washed away.

The cold river water stimulated the body surface, Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, his empty eyes faded, and the moonlight was imprinted into his appearance.

Well?

The brain was confused, the sky was spinning, and Su Ming, who was aware of the water, supported the dizziness of the brain and jumped up from the river.

Noticing someone's figure, he stepped back to the bridge where Tang Hao was.

"Even if you want to wake me up, you can't do it this way."

Su Ming rubbed his swollen and bursting head, and took out a few candies from the space ring and took them down.

As his mental power recovered, Su Ming's uncomfortable face did not improve.

He always felt that something was wrong with his body, and he had a top-heavy feeling, as if he would fall down in the next second, and he could only hold on to the fence on the bridge softly.

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows and reminded:

"You overdraw not only spiritual power, but also soul power."

"With your cultivation, your spiritual sense has not collapsed at this moment, so you should rejoice in your good luck."

Tang Hao's tone was calm, but his heart set off terrifying waves.

Su Ming's blow just now had already touched the edge of the realm.

In time, this guy may be able to create his own field.

In the field of self-creation, he has never heard of such a shocking thing since ancient times.