Awakens a martial spirit every ten levels

Chapter 176 Broken Sword Douluo One Arm

"No! Sovereign Master, I can't just leave like this, I have to take Old Bones with me if I leave."

Sword Douluo's eyes were bloodshot red.Bone Douluo's death was hard for him to accept.

The old brother who was still playing around yesterday. If you say no, it will be gone.

It would be fine if they were ordinary people, but they are not ordinary people!
With a dignified title of Douluo, and Bone Douluo is one of the strongest defensemen in the world, who would have thought that he would suddenly die suddenly?He just died by his own sword again!

At the same time, Sword Douluo was also very aggrieved, the cost of using this sword of Bone Slashing Douluo was also extremely high, it was completely a means of exchanging life for life.But why is this guy not restricted?

Seeing that lively appearance, the spirit is surprisingly good.

"Suppress me!"

Qianjun, Subduing Demons, the two major priests shot with all their strength.

The phantom of the real dragon on the coiling dragon stick manifests.Possesses inexplicable power!

"Those who stop me will die! Seven kills domain! Kill kill kill!"

Sword Douluo looks like a madman.The Seven Killing Sword in his hand cut out again and again.

A series of killing words went towards the suppression of Qianjun Jiangmo.

Crazy, really crazy. Ning Fengzhi scolded his mother in his heart, but he had no choice, if he didn't have Jian Douluo's protection, he would have to finish playing in minutes.

"The seven treasures are famous: one is power."

"The seven treasures are famous: the second is speed."

In the blink of an eye, the seven buffs all fell on Sword Douluo.

The latter's sword energy suddenly soared, and the huge "killing" character seemed to be real.

"Break it for me!"

Jian Douluo snarled, his face instantly aged ten years.

I saw Qianjun and Jiangmo, the real dragon phantoms of the two titled Douluo, shattered after resisting the third kill word.

The two also subconsciously moved hundreds of feet away, not daring to thwart their edge.

Undoubtedly, Sword Douluo successfully broke through the blockade of Qianjun Jiangmo.

Old Bones. I'll take you away. Sword Douluo rushed forward and finally came to Bone Douluo's side. He stretched out his left hand and was about to take away Bone Douluo's body.

and many more
Seems like you forgot something?
Whether it was Sword Douluo, or Ning Fengzhi, or even Qianjun Jiangmo, suddenly remembered something.

Is that the re-engraving body dust heart?
However, they did not keep them waiting.

"Uncle Jian, be careful!" Ning Fengzhi shouted immediately.

But it was too late.

A golden light flashed before everyone's eyes, and then dissipated.

Yes, completely dissipated.

Because, the time of ten seconds has come.

"Ah! My hand!"

Suddenly, Sword Douluo's hoarse screams spread throughout the arena.

Everyone saw something flying high up.

That is, Sword Douluo's left arm?
The eyesight of the people present was not weak, so they could see the appearance of the object clearly.

"Chen Xin, no one can take Bone Douluo away today, as I said." Han Ming said coldly.

He stood there, blocking in front of Bone Douluo.The figure is not tall, but it looks like a mountain peak.

That cold killing intent made people feel chills in their hearts.

At this moment, let alone Ning Fengzhi.

Even the two priests of Wuhun Hall felt that the man in front of him seemed to be a demon.

The Soul King Sword Slashed Bone Douluo, and another sword crippled Sword Douluo's arm, can you believe it?
Too TM science fiction!
Do not!
Even fairy tales don’t dare to write like this.

"Seven Killing Swords!"

Jian Douluo immediately made a decision and shouted again. "Sovereign! Let's go!"

The pain of the broken arm made Jian Douluo sober up a lot.

Knowing that I was acting on my will before.

Now desperately fleeing with Ning Fengzhi.

"You two worship, the poor should not chase after you."

When the two titled Douluo of Qianjun Jiangmo were about to get up, Han Ming stopped him.

Don't look at Chen Xin's crippled arm, but maybe he can use this to sharpen Jian Xin to go further.

At that time, with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, the two major offerings may not be able to obtain any benefits.

If you hang up, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Say.

Han Ming is a man who is determined to master the Wuhun Temple, and these offerings have been classified as his own private property.

It can't be broken easily.

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In the empty palace hall, there was a deathly silence.

"How are you."

Han Ming pondered for a while, but couldn't think of any words of comfort.

"fine."

Qian Renxue responded lightly with her back turned to Han Ming.

But even if Han Ming wasn't too careful, he could still hear the trembling in his voice.

is sad.

Where Qian Renxue looked, it was the figure sitting on the throne.

It's just that Emperor Xue Ye has passed away now.

Just like that, the eyes are wide open, and you can't die with peace.

A generation of kings, such an end can be described as sad.

"Take care of yourself."

Han Ming is not a person who is good at comforting others, so he only dropped two words.

It is not difficult to guess that Qian Renxue should be very sad now.

Although she is not the real son of Emperor Xue Ye, the upbringing of more than ten years has touched her heart.

In the previous life, some people said that she was cold-blooded and ruthless.

But who knew that she would feel better in her heart?
Let's put it this way, even if it is a pet, it will be sad to lose it after a while.What's more, what about the father who has been called for so many years?
"The next thing will be enshrined by the two of you."

Han Ming clasped his fists slightly, and under the instructions of the Pope, the two major consecration associations temporarily stayed in the palace to assist Qian Renxue.

In fact, Ning Fengzhi played well with his own hands.It gave Tiandou a reason to accept the assistance of Wuhundian.

I believe that it won't be long before Qian Renxue, who officially inherits the throne, will officially declare war on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, this has to go back and forth.

Before that, Han Ming had more important things to do.

Maybe it's been too long.

He feels that players have forgotten the fear of being dominated by themselves.

I thought that the past has disappeared like a passing cloud.But now, it has to be counted.

If you want to blame, you must blame Yue Yin Jinglong who has been trying to die.

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In a small town not far from Haotianzong.

Many outsiders came, as many as 500 people.

The clothes on their bodies are luxurious, wearing gold and jade.Formally the core of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is here, but I can't even enter the real mountain gate of the Clear Sky School?"

"The Haotian School is really too arrogant. They are both the top three schools and the number one school in the world. Why do you look down on me?"

"Yeah, who's not a baby anymore? I feel disgusted when I see this group of mountain village folks."

"When the suzerain takes control of Tiandou, we must let them know what it means: today you ignore my answer, and tomorrow I will make you unable to climb up!"

"Brother, well said!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is known as the richest sect in the world, and its disciples live a life of rich clothes and fine food. How have they ever received such treatment.

As the saying goes, don't put all your eggs in one basket.

Ning Fengzhi acted prudently, fearing that he would be wiped out by the regiment, he sent some of his operations to the territory of the Haotian School.

Of course, it also included the thought of asking Haotianzong to go into the water.

It's just that I didn't expect that my two-handed preparation would really work.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi felt a little heartbroken.

If I put all my eggs in one basket, would it have a different ending?

But if it weren't for the intervention of the Great Dark Sky and the Hall of Spirits, he would have succeeded.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt that the world's number one martial soul was nothing more than that, and the majestic Lieyang Douluo couldn't even resist a stranger at the level of a soul king!
In the blink of an eye, Ning Fengzhi had already arrived outside the small town.

After hesitating for a while, Ning Fengzhi straightened his clothes and stepped into it.

(End of this chapter)