The Man Was In Douluo and Saved Zhu Zhuqing at the Start

　　 The breeze is fading.

　　 blew away the last trace of dust in front of Wuhun City.

　　 Qianjun, the two powerful titled Douluo of Jiang Mo, fell to the ground in embarrassment.

　　 There is a little blood on the chest.

　　 This scene caused all the low-level spirit masters present to open their mouths, almost forgetting to breathe.

　　Who can imagine it, it was still aloof before. Will the Great Spirit Master whose strength is almost reaching the ceiling of Douluo Continent actually lose?

　　 Even if I think of the two Optimus pillars, I feel a burst of pressure, and it is difficult to resist.

　　 can be cut by a sword!

　　 This undoubtedly refreshed their world view of the strong.

So.

　　 How strong should this graceful and outstanding Sword Douluo be.

"Cough cough... Sword Dao has a heart-warming heart, and deserves its name. Unexpectedly, on the basis of the Seven Kills Sword Intent, you are more aware of other sword intents, even more terrifying than the Seven Kills Sword Intent! Now, the entire continent , I would like to call you the strongest sword, the sole master of kendo!"

　　Although he is an opponent, Qianjun Douluo sincerely respects this strong man who defeated their brothers by himself.

　　 And this sentence undoubtedly made countless people agree.

　　 Swordsmanship, this word is good.

　　 is compelling.

　　Swordsmanship?

　　 Sword Douluo was startled. Do you want to kill me?

　　 How can someone like Ho De, who can afford these four words?

　　 He shook his head and smiled bitterly. "The road to kendo is vast and profound. I just touched a little bit of fur. As for defeating your brothers, I used the ultimate sword. I really can't afford the strongest word! I am really ashamed..."

When 　　 was speaking, Jian Douluo couldn't help but appear in his mind when Lin Yan was painting.

　　 That figure, you can open up a world with a stroke of a pen!

　　In his heart, this is the real Kendo.

　　 It is easy to destroy, but harder to create.

　　 My own savvy is simply unattainable. Not even the sword intent full of destruction like "A blade of grass can cut the stars, the sun, the moon, and the stars".

　　 Don't think about other things.

　　 In the face of a powerhouse like Qianjun Jiangmo, Mr. Lin is afraid that he will be wiped out with just the click of a finger.

　　 What about yourself?

　　 has taken out the second stunt of pressing the bottom of the box.

　　 ashamed.

　　 is really shameful.

　　 "Good fellow, Sword Douluo deserves to be a big brother. The pretending 13 is so clean and refined."

　　 "This looks like Old Versailles. Defeating your two brothers is not worth mentioning, ha ha. Is it shameless for a rank 96 Title Douluo?"

　　 Sword Douluo uttered the truth in his heart, but everyone was stunned for a long time.

　　 can't help but give a thumbs up in his heart.

　　 This ordinary person can't fix it, this is a divine repair.

　　 It's nothing more than killing and punishing the heart.

　　 "You deceived people too much...puff."

　　 Jiang Mo Douluo was deeply stimulated. With a fierce temper, he squirted blood and fell straight.

　　 Everyone's eyelids twitched.

　　 It is said that everything can be a sword, now I have seen it.

　　 If Sword Douluo's words are so sharp, what else would they need to control?

　　 School is abolished.

　　 while Qianjun Douluo swayed to his feet. The stupid one rushed towards Chenxin. "Skills can be killed but not insulted. You kill me."

　　 was really admired, but ushered in such ridicule. He enshrines in the Hall of Martial Spirits, how can he suffer this?

　　 Sword Douluo: "..."

"I'm just telling the truth. Are you guys like this? Actually, I'm really ashamed that I've scrapped such a big Zhouzhang to defeat you. I don't say anything about it. If it goes out, I won't have the face to see Mr. Lin. "Sword Douluo was speechless.

　　 Isn't it? In his heart, he felt that a blade of grass and sword intent made himself useless.

　　 After all, people's sword intent of cutting the stars, cutting two Ninety-sixth-level Title Douluo by themselves is so hard.

　　 was born to be a human being.

　　 I am ashamed.

　　 Nima...that said.

　　 defeated us, turned out to be a shame? Is this improper to take the title Douluo...Qianjun Douluo can't help it anymore, he only feels that the blood is surging, and he is about to overturn his Heavenly Spirit Cap. "puff......"

　　Finally, he spouted a mouthful of blood and fell straight in front of him.

　　 The world is finally quiet... It’s nice.

　　 May there be no mockery in the dream.

"enough!"

　　 suddenly stopped drinking. A beam of golden light turned to Wuhun City and shot out, and it came to the sky in a flash.

　　 At this time, everyone could clearly see the figure in mid-air.

　　 was born with six white wings on his back, and the golden light circulated around him, like a **** descending.

　　 "This, is this a god?"

　　 This idea was born in countless people's hearts. Even some spirit masters in the Spirit Hall had already bowed their heads and knelt on the ground.

　　 "Welcome to the great offering!"

　　 "See the Great Offering!"

　　...

　　Different honorifics, highlighting an extremely extraordinary identity.

　　 "Great worship! Thousand Daoliu!"

　　Although, there are still many people who don’t know who the worship is. But Jian Douluo's pupils shrank, and the hands holding the sword trembled slightly.

　　 Of course, this is not fear. But because of excitement.

Finally, you have shown up.

　　 "Sword Dao Chenxin, really extraordinary. In the sense of kendo, your father is far inferior to you. You have broken the shackles of the Seven Kill Swords. With time, the level of ninety-nine is hopeful!"

　　 Qian Daoliu's figure is as light as a feather, slowly falling down.

　　 is like a **** descending from the earth.

　　 His voice fell in human ears, as loud as a big Lu Hongzhong.

　　 Level ninety-nine... Hopeful!

　　 The elders in Wuhun City felt their throats dry.

Before 　　, who on earth gave Chenxin's evaluation, isn't it difficult at level 97?

　　 Don’t you slap your face now?

　　 Renjia TM is obviously a ninety-nine level peerless talent~www.readwn.com~ At this moment, many elders looked at Jian Douluo with envy.

　　 As for jealousy.

　　 Ha ha, are you jealous?

　　 I'm just a level 95 trash. There is no qualification for jealousy.

　　 Didn't you see that level 96 is not a person in the eyes of the opponent?

　　 "Now, it's time to end this farce. Take a step back. Let's expose this matter."

　　 Qiandao Liu said with a smile. It's like nothing happened.

　　 Of course, his appearance has already shocked everyone. No one doubted his strength, but such a disposition made people feel his generosity.

　　 "Come here, take two worshippers and go for treatment."

　　 Qianjun and Jiangmo were quickly carried down. Qian Daoliu saw that Chen Xin didn't even want to retreat.

　　 could not help asking. "You have something else."

　　 "I have a sword, I can't get it out!" Jian Douluo replied lightly.

　　 At this time, his heart is full of war.

　　 How many years have it been.

　　His father once fought with Qian Daoliu and died in the end.

　　 Although, his father felt that he died well.

　　 However, there is a breath of energy in his heart.

　　 Regardless of victory or defeat.

　　 This sword must also be cut out.

　　Uh, how do I feel that Sword Douluo seems to be mader than Dugu Bo?

　　 "Hahaha. Chenxin. I said you are expected to be level ninety-nine, but I don't mean you are level ninety-nine now."

　　 Qiandao Liu smiled.

　　 "I only have one sword!"

　　 Sword Douluo repeated.

　　After decades of cultivating, he finally has the ability to worship the sword to the Wuhun Hall.

　　 This sword is for his father. Also for myself.