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

Gentle breeze.

The last trace of dust in front of Wuhun City was blown away.

Qianjun, the two powerful titled Douluos of Conquering Demons, fell to the ground in embarrassment.

There is blood on the chest.

This scene made the low-level soul masters present open their mouths, almost forgetting to breathe.

Who could have imagined that it was still high before. The great soul master whose strength is almost reaching the ceiling of Douluo Continent will lose?

Even if I think of the two giant pillars now, I feel a burst of pressure, and it is difficult to raise the mind of resistance.

But it would be cut off by a sword!

This undoubtedly refreshed their world view of the strong.

So.

How strong should this Sword Douluo, who is light and cloudless, with an outstanding figure, be so strong.

"Cough cough.... Kendo Chen Xin is worthy of its name. I can't believe that you have comprehended other sword intents on the basis of the Seven Kills Sword Intent, even more terrifying than the Seven Kills Sword Intent! Today, the entire continent has , I would like to call you the strongest sword, the only one in kendo!"

Although they are opponents, Qianjun Douluo sincerely respects this strong man who defeated the two brothers by himself.

And this sentence, no doubt let countless people agree.

Kendo is the only one, it's a good word to use.

There is force.

Dominance of Kendo?

Sword Douluo was startled. Are you trying to kill me?

How can someone, how can I afford these four words.

He shook his head wryly. "The road of kendo is broad and profound, and I've only just scratched the surface. As for defeating both of your brothers, I used the ultimate sword. I really can't afford the word "strongest"! I am ashamed..."

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

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

In his mind, this is the real swordsmanship.

Destruction is easy, creation is harder.

Your own intellect is simply foolish. Even the sword intent full of destructive aura like 'a single grass can cut the stars, sun, moon and stars' has not been fully understood.

Don't think about anything else.

In the face of a strong man of the level of Qian Jun Conqueror, Mr. Lin is afraid that he will be annihilated by flying ashes at the click of a finger.

But what about yourself?

They have taken out the second stunt at the bottom of the press box.

shame.

It's so embarrassing.

"Good guy, Sword Douluo is worthy of being a big boss. The 13 who pretended to be so clean and refined."

"It looks like old Versailles. Beating your two brothers is not worth mentioning, hehe. Is the 96th-level Title Douluo shameless?"

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

Heart can not help but secretly thumbs up.

This life can't be fixed by ordinary people, this is God's supplementary sword.

Murder is just that.

"You're deceiving people too much... poof."

Demon Conqueror Douluo was deeply stimulated. With a fiery temper, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight over.

Everyone's eyelids jumped.

It is said that all things can be swords, and now I see it.

If these words are as sharp as Sword Douluo, what control is there?

Learning is useless.

On the other hand, Qianjun Douluo stood up staggeringly. Planted and rushed to the heart of the dust. "Shi can be killed but not humiliated. You can kill me."

Originally, I really admired it, but it was greeted with such ridicule. He was worshipped in the Hall of Martial Spirits, how could he have received this.

Sword Douluo: "......"

"I'm just telling the truth. Are you like this? In fact, I'm really ashamed that I lost such a big Zhouzhang and defeated you. Don't say anything about this. If it gets out, I won't have the face to see Mr. Lin. "Sword Douluo was speechless.

Not really. In his heart, he felt that a grass sword intent made him useless.

after all,

Other people's sword intent to slash stars, and his own slashing two ninety-sixth-level titled Douluos are so laborious.

Born to be human.

I am ashamed.

Nima...that's what I said.

Victory over us, turned out to be a shame? Is this taking a title Douluo as a human being... Qianjun Douluo couldn't hold it any longer, he only felt that his blood was surging, almost overturning his heavenly cover. "puff......"

Finally, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down with the blackness in front of him.

The world is finally quiet...good.

May there be no mockery in the dream.

"enough!"

Suddenly there was a sound of drinking. A beam of golden light shot out of the Spirit City, and came to the sky in an instant.

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

There are six pure white wings on his back, and golden light flows around him, like a god descending.

"This, is this God?"

Such an idea was born in the minds of countless people. Even some spirit masters in the Spirit Hall had bowed their heads and knelt on the ground.

"Welcome to the big offering!"

"See the big offering!"

........

Different honorifics show a very extraordinary identity.

"Great offering! Thousand Daoliu!"

Although, there are still many people who do not know who the big worship is. But Sword Douluo's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

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

Finally, you have shown up.

"The heart of kendo is really extraordinary. Even your father is far inferior to you in the understanding of kendo. You have already broken the shackles of the Seven Killing Swords. With time, the ninety-ninth level is hopeful!"

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

Like a god descended from the earth.

His voice fell in people's ears, as loud as Da Lu Hongzhong.

Ninety-ninth level...hopefully!

One of the elders in Spirit City felt their throats go dry.

Before, who did the evaluation for Chen Xin, isn't it difficult even at level 97?

Don't slap your face now?

TM is obviously a peerless talent at level 99.

At this moment, many elders looked at Sword Douluo with envy in their eyes.

As for jealousy.

Haha, are you jealous?

I'm just a rubbish below level ninety-five. There is no qualification for jealousy.

Didn't you see that level ninety-six was not considered a person in the eyes of the other party?

"Now, it's time to end this farce. Let's take a step back and let this matter be exposed."

Qian Dao Liu smiled lightly. Like nothing happened.

Of course, his appearance has shocked everyone. No one doubts his strength, but dealing with him in this way makes people feel his magnanimity.

"Come on, bring two people to worship for treatment."

Qianjun and Demon Subduing were quickly carried down. Qian Daoliu saw that Chen Xin had no intention of retreating at all.

Could not help asking. "You still have something to do."

"I have a sword, so I won't be happy!" Sword Douluo replied lightly.

At this moment, he was full of fighting spirit.

how many years.

His father had fought against Qian Daoliu and died in the end.

Although, his father felt well deserved to die.

However, there is a qi in his heart, which has been accumulated for many years, and he does not spit out unpleasantly.

Win or lose.

This sword must also be cut out.

Uh, why do I feel that Sword Douluo seems more mad than Dugu Bo?

"Hahaha. Chen Xin. I said that you are expected to be level 99, but I don't mean that you are level 99 now."

Qian Dao Liu smiled.

"I only have one sword!"

Sword Douluo repeated.

After cultivating for decades, he finally had the strength to consecrate the sword to the Spirit Hall.

This sword is for his father. Also for myself.