Signing to the Goddess from Douluo

Chapter 91 Kill him, Xiaoxue!

Driven by the sword array, the orange-yellow dagger in the hand of the black-clothed old man suddenly surged with soul power, pulling the lines of sword energy all over the air, and then a loud sword sound rang out, and a dagger suspended in the air blasted out a stream of light. The sword shadow slashed towards Ye Chen.

Immediately afterwards, the second dagger followed, shooting out a streamer of sword shadows with faster and stronger power. The speed was unbelievable. Ye Chen could only see two slanted sword marks that seemed to cut through the space. After passing by, two deep sword wounds appeared on his arms and chest.

The sharp sword energy penetrated the body, causing it to turn the blood and flesh to reveal the bones. Suddenly, the blood fell from the wound to the ground, staining the marble floor bright red.

The riot of the two short swords was just the beginning of the sword formation. Soon, many short swords suspended in the air burst into dazzling light, and then many solid-like flowing light sword shadows accompanied by countless ferocious sword sounds, bursting in the air. The sword marks visible to the naked eye filled the sky in an instant, and slashed away frantically with Ye Chen as the target.

Ye Chen wanted to hide sideways, but the many sword marks that were slashed were too fast. In just a split second, there were hundreds of sword marks slashed on his body.

In the small guest room, Ye Chen was like a scarecrow in the raging wind and rain. He was constantly spurred by the swiftly slashing sword shadows. His body was cut into the air by the sword marks. Like raindrops scattered all over the ground, the scene was bloody.

"Clearly..."

With the continuous slashing of the streamer sword shadow, the dazzling rays of light emitted by the more than ten orange-yellow short swords suspended in the air also dissipated rapidly, until the last sword sound fell, and the prototype of the sword formation turned into a streamer and returned to the black. Inside the old man's sword.

Looking at Ye Chen who had no good flesh and blood all over his body, the old man in black couldn't help but snorted: "I thought you had a few pounds, but I didn't expect you to be just a big talker, die with peace of mind, you It's good for everyone to die."

As he said that, he suddenly found that Ye Chen's body was still standing there upright, and he couldn't help frowning: "You are still so arrogant when you are dead, should I sympathize with you or pity you."

Shaking his head, the old man in black walked to Ye Chen's side and waved his short sword at his tattered forehead.

"Snapped!"

An exposed hand with only three fingers grabbed the orange-yellow dagger violently. The old man in black was surprised when a pair of broken black wings appeared in front of him, and then an indifferent and hoarse throat-breaking voice sounded in surprise.

"Pity me? You deserve it too!"

said,

In the sight of the black-clothed old man, Ye Chen's tattered body was quickly repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Above the fleshy bones, blood gushed out, and the black-clothed old man was completely restored to its original state. , but the blood and flesh still possessed on his body proved that he had been injured.

"How is it possible, what kind of monster are you?"

The black-clothed old man shouted in surprise, and the orange-yellow dagger in his hand was quickly swayed by him, stabbed into Ye Chen's chest violently, and sputtered a large amount of blood.

However, Ye Chen, who was so seriously injured, raised the corner of his mouth: "Monster? You may not understand the meaning between these two words."

Hearing this, the black-clothed old man suddenly felt bad, drew his sword and retreated to the rear.

However, he only retreated a few meters, and Ye Chen cast three curses of aging, emptiness, and extreme negativity one after another, and then the Moyuan dagger flew to the palm of his hand, and the five purple, black, black, and red spirit rings appeared completely under his feet. Unfolding, when the red spirit ring appeared, a coquettish red glow erupted, and then the space in the guest room suddenly froze, showing a strangely sticky state.

The step of the black-clothed old man's retreat and jump suddenly became extremely slow, and the body that was swept quickly was like a sea of ​​rocks and mud, and it was difficult to move at all.

"How... will... so, what is this... what is... a soul skill."

The shocked old man in black, even the panic-stricken words spread dozens of times slowly, almost every word of the interval, which is very funny.

At this time, Ye Chen walked briskly in front of the old man, unaffected at all.

"This is the power of the 100,000-year spirit ring that you disdain. Although I'm only level 52, it seems like enough to deal with you, a level 85 spirit douluo."

"Arrogant... child... Hugh is so arrogant, do you think... you can kill me with this..."

The old man in black spoke faster and faster, and the spirit power in his body surged like a tidal wave, almost trying to offset the quagmire of space.

Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, but I can kill you."

As he said that, the Moyuan dagger flew to Ye Chen's eyes, and then the dagger trembled violently, and a strange energy interlaced in time and space suddenly surged out.

"Time and space flow, reverse!"

Ye Chen gave a light drink, and the fifth spirit ability was fully activated by him, and the mud in Zhou Kong became thicker, like a transparent gelatinous liquid, visible to the naked eye.

Whenever the black-clothed old man moves, dense folds and transparent traces will appear in the air, as if there is a piece of cloth in the air that is difficult to pull, and no matter how it is used, it will not be able to move freely.

But Soul Douluo is Soul Douluo after all. The old man in black relied on his powerful cultivation, and he just waved the short sword in his hand when the time and space flowed at a high speed. Although it was like a turtle in Ye Chen's eyes, it was already very fast. Fuck it.

His 100,000-year spirit ring was taken from the time-space magic sable given by the system after signing in Liu Erlong. It has the strange ability to control space, and after Ye Chen absorbed it, he obtained the spirit ability to control time and space: time and space flow, can Accelerate or reverse the time and space within a hundred meters, and with the growth of soul power cultivation, the scope of this manipulation will continue to expand.

This is the power of the 100,000-year spirit ring, and the super power it possesses is unique. If the time-space magic fox is absorbed by a titled Douluo, the combat power it can exert will be beyond imagination. .

Shaking his head, Ye Chen secretly thought that he thought too much, if it wasn't for his fallen angel martial soul, it would be difficult to deal with this level 85 Soul Douluo, so it's better to deal with this Prince Xue Xing's minions now. to avoid misfortune.

Looking at the black-clothed old man who was acting hard, Ye Chen just wanted to control the Moyuan dagger to test the sword formation skills he had just experienced, but he soon thought of a way to deal with it that was better than killing the old man.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen reached out to the old man, and a strong golden glow gradually appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, a dark shadow came into the window of the guest room, and then a strange golden light suddenly enveloped the whole space, as if a unique world of self was formed in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a golden long sword appeared in his hand and stabbed into the heart of the old man in black, instantly killing the nagging 'killer'.

Ye Chen looked sideways vigilantly, but when he saw the familiar pair of beautiful eyes, he smiled bitterly and said, "My Highness, can you ask my opinion when you start?"

As she spoke, Ye Chen couldn't help but sighed at the power of the Angel Domain, and instantly occupied the space in the room, forming a space-time world that belonged to her alone.

"I saw that his sword was pointing at your chest, and I solved it easily. Is there a problem?"

Qian Renxue, who had her face covered, said indifferently, how could Ye Chen answer? He originally wanted to use the illusion to control the old man and let him return to the imperial capital to assassinate Xue Xing.

With a wry smile, after cleaning up the old man, Ye Chen also changed into a black suit, accepted Qian Renxue's invitation, and rushed to the Elder Hall together.

In the dark night, the two of them acted very quickly, passing by quickly in the dark alley, like a pair of well-matched thieves, complementing each other.

Elder Hall!

An old man with white hair, the head of the high hall, looked down at Ye Chen and Qian Renxue in the hall. His eyes were calm and calm. Although they were ordinary, they were not angry or arrogant.

"Little Snow!"

With the sound of indifference, Qian Renxue immediately cupped her hands and said, "The granddaughter is here."

Hearing this, it was rare for the great worship of Qiandaoliu to show joy, but that joy quickly disappeared when he looked at Ye Chen, and then a cold word spread out.

"Kill him, Xiaoxue!"

Qian Renxue was a little stunned when she heard such strange words: "Why, grandpa, did Ye Chen do something wrong?"

Asking anxiously, Qian Renxue knew that her grandfather kept his promises, and almost everything he said would come true.

"I asked you to kill him and Ye Chen."

Without explanation, Qian Daoliu's skinny old hand waved at will, and the monstrous soul power enveloped the entire elder's hall, cutting off all paths for Ye Chen to escape.