Douluo: Hang Up and Become a God

"Since that's the case, then I'm welcome." Sword Douluo also knew that Hu Jiu was stronger than him, and he didn't care about his face. The first to take the initiative to start the attack.

"Shh!"

A bright light flashed from the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and under the control of Sword Douluo, like a flying immortal from the sky, it flashed and attacked Hu Jiu.

"Good job!" Hu Jiu's eyes lit up, but he didn't use any soul skills, the soul power in his body roared, carrying a huge momentum, clenched the trident in his hand and greeted him.

boom!

A blast!

The battle between Hu Jiu and Sword Douluo began.

The figures of the two were erratic, one basket and one white in their hands, two rays of light flickering, and every collision caused a huge roar.

Sword Douluo's moves are astonishingly fierce, and every move and every move is decisive and full of murderous aura.

Even if it is to learn from each other, it seems like a life and death fight, and there is no intention to keep hands.

Hu Jiu, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. His moves were natural and untraceable, like an antelope hanging on its horns, unpredictable.

However, every move was just right, as if Sword Douluo's murderous aura had no effect on him.

"Soul skill, Jian Yi."

Sword Douluo's figure suddenly stopped, and I saw him stretch out his hand, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly came out of his hand. At that speed, even Hu Jiu could only feel the light of meaning flashing, and the Seven Killing Sword came to him. in front of him.

"it is good!"

Hu Jiu's body was suddenly shrouded in a blue light, and the blue light was like a hard egg shell.

Sword Douluo's Seven Killing Sword slammed into it without causing any ripples. The moment it touched the mask, there seemed to be an invisible force pulling it, pulling the Seven Killing Sword and deflecting it.

Whoosh!

Failing to hit a single blow, Sword Douluo raised his sword fingers, and the commander's Seven Killing Sword turned around, staying right above Hu Jiu.

"Jiangguang differentiation! Go!"

The Seven Killing Swords hovering in mid-air blurred for a while, one turned into two, two turned into four, just in an instant, ten thousand Seven Killing Swords appeared neatly in front of Hu Jiu.

This sword fairy-like ability made Hu Jiu's eyes shine.

However, he did not panic, and the trident in his hand was also thrown into the air.

The trident rose in the wind and instantly became a giant weapon with a length of ten meters.

A huge coercion appeared on the giant trident, and the tens of thousands of Seven Killing Swords on the opposite side were as small as toothpicks in front of the trident.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Sword Douluo was not afraid at all, and pointed at Hu Jiu with a serious face.

In midair, tens of thousands of Seven Killing Swords moved in unison and shot out instantly.

Bang bang bang bang!

The trident in front of Hu Jiu was automatic without wind, spinning like a hot wheel, hitting the Seven Killing Sword and flying out.

"All swords come together, unite!"

Seeing that Wanjian Guizong couldn't help Hu Jiu, Sword Douluo moved his fingers again, and all the Seven Killing Swords that were knocked into the air quickly gathered together to form a giant sword that was no weaker than the Trident.

"Haha, the real body of the martial soul is the real body of the martial soul. What are the ten thousand swords in one, people who don't know, think you are coming from across!"

Hu Jiu smiled and teased.

"What transcendence, I won't!" Sword Douluo was stunned for a moment, and the fanatical fighting intent burned in his eyes.

There was a gentle smile in Hu Jiu's eyes, as if he didn't see Sword Douluo in his eyes.

The two looked at each other. The Seven Killing Swords and the Trident moved spontaneously.

As if an invisible hand was directing, all kinds of moves were readily available, and the competition of moves belonging to the spirit avatar began.

At this moment, the two seemed to be evenly matched, the battle was fierce, and various collision sounds kept ringing.

Ning Fengzhi and the others outside the arena were very excited.

"So Grandpa Jian is so powerful! Even Brother Ninth can't beat him." Ning Rongrong exclaimed.

"Hmph, that's your ninth brother letting him, otherwise, how could it be like this." After all, it was Bone Douluo, and he could see the situation on the field very clearly.

In his eyes, he could already see that Hu Jiu was guiding Sword Douluo's growth!

"Ah, so it was Brother Nine who kept his hand? Will Grandpa Jian be very angry when he finds out the truth?" Ning Rongrong asked amusingly.

"Hehe, of course you won't be angry. Your grandfather Jian is not an idiot. Why don't you know what Hu Jiu is doing? No one else can ask for this kind of treatment."

"I can't tell, he'll have to thank your ninth brother later!" Bone Douluo said enviously.

He also wants this kind of sparring-like treatment!

Unfortunately, his attack method is different from Sword Douluo. Even if Hu Jiu is willing to be a sparring partner, the effect is not as good as Sword Douluo.

In fact, Hu Jiu was more than one level stronger than Sword Douluo, and that's why such a bizarre scene of evenly matched forces was formed now.

An hour later, Hu Jiu and Sword Douluo looked at each other and smiled, and stopped their movements at the same time.

"Hey, it looks like I'm really getting old!" Sword Douluo looked at Hu Jiu with a wry smile.

He originally thought that even if he couldn't beat Hu Jiu, he was only slightly worse.

But he didn't expect that he would be taken away by Hu Jiu before he knew it. All the moves and movements were within Hu Jiu's expectations.

Even at the end, his moves were actually taken by Hu Jiu and kept improving.

After a battle, he felt that his strength had actually improved more than one step.

"Hehe, I just have a little more understanding than Senior Jian. Even without me, after a while, Senior Jian will be able to understand it." Hu Jiu smiled modestly.

"Haha, Xiao Jiu, don't be humble, otherwise, this old guy might take it seriously later." Bone Douluo said strangely.

"You old bone, I'm not that kind of person." Sword Douluo said angrily.

"Hehe, isn't it, only he knows." Bone Douluo shrugged, and he was really not afraid of it.

"Okay, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, stop arguing, I'm hungry, let's go eat!" Ning Rongrong came to the middle of the two old men and persuaded unhappily.

"Okay, since our little princess has spoken, let's stop arguing." Bone Douluo showed a smug smile to Sword Douluo as if he had won the battle.

"Humph!"

Sword Douluo gave him a disdainful look.

He was really reminiscing about the battle with Hu Jiu just now.

In this battle, he did learn a lot. Now, he wants to recall more details and gain more.

...

In the next period of time, Ning Fengzhi really took action and spread the news that Hu Jiu had become a rank ninety-ninth Peerless Douluo.

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it was even more decorated with lanterns.

The entire sect was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong looked at the information in her hand solemnly, her expression full of shock.

"I didn't expect that the little guy from the beginning has grown to this level now. It seems that I underestimated him." Bibi Dong muttered to himself.