Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

run! !

Run! !

No need for further explanation, the audience scrambled to their feet and rushed to the exit.

"Let's go." Flanders also hurriedly took Tang San and others away.

Hu Liena and Xie Yue did not dare to stay for long, nor did they dare to look for a few more times, and quickly gave the battlefield to the two of them.

In less than a minute, the entire fighting arena was empty.

Damn~

Why did Chen Xin come to Soto City?

Ju Douluo looked ugly, as if he had eaten a fly. He slapped the wall and his figure emerged from the dome.

"Chen Xin, this is none of your business. We in the Spirit Hall have already taken a fancy to this boy."

"Please give me a favor today and let me take him back. What do you think?"

Yue Guan suppressed his anger and tried to persuade him kindly.

If it were any other time, he might be willing to fight.

But the attack just now left him with some injuries.

At this moment, he could definitely not be a match for Chen Xin.

"Isn't it a bit too overbearing to take someone away just because you take a fancy to him?"

A casual and gentle smile was heard, and the elegant and handsome Ning Fengzhi slowly walked out of the passage.

In his right hand, he holds up a jeweled glazed tower, surrounded by a mysterious halo, which gives people a dreamy sense of intimacy and also highlights his handsome appearance.

"Ning Fengzhi, you're here too."

The three words "Ning Fengzhi" burst out from Yue Guan's mouth word by word.

His eyes were full of sinisterness and unwillingness, and his face looked extremely ugly.

He is no match for Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Now with the addition of Ning Fengzhi, even if a ghost comes, the two of them together will be invincible.

Sect Master Ning smiled slightly, "I heard that a great genius emerged in Soto City, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect that I was still a little late."

It seems that I can't take anyone away today~

Yue Guan cast a cold glance at Su Ming who was lying on the ground, and a gloomy, angry and cold emotion flashed across his face.

"Today's shame will be avenged tomorrow!"

The petals broke through the dome, Yue Guan snorted coldly, and flew out from the sky above the Fighting Spirit Arena very reluctantly.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi felt relieved.

If it wasn't necessary, he was unwilling to come into conflict with the Spirit Hall.

"Uncle Jian, what is so special about him that made you take action?"

Ning Fengzhi walked slowly to the fighting spirit stage, looking at Su Ming on the stage casually.

It seems like this is nonsense. After all, who would let go of a genius whose Soul Master cultivation is comparable to that of a Soul Emperor?

But Chen Xin knew what Ning Fengzhi was asking, so he explained:

"He not only practices knife skills, but also sword skills, but he just doesn't use them."

Chen Xin's words were firm and as unshakable as a rock.

As if what he said was the truth.

Swordsmanship?

Ning Fengzhi was shocked. A soul master with a sword spirit actually practiced swordsmanship?

"this…"

Ning Fengzhi frowned, feeling that this was unbelievable, but he also knew that what Uncle Jian said was definitely not groundless.

When it comes to swordsmanship, no one in the entire continent can match him.

He said yes, he must have felt something.

Jian Douluo's eyes were dim, and there was a hint of warmth in his gaze as he looked at Su Ming.

"Feng Zhi, you don't understand. This boy's swordsmanship is so profound that I'm afraid he has surpassed many of the older generation of masters."

"It's a pity that he has a knife spirit. If he had a sword spirit, his future achievements in swordsmanship would definitely be higher than mine."

After saying this, Chen Xin couldn't help but sigh, feeling quite sad.

The martial spirit of Zhan Shen is extremely sharp, and is not inferior to his own Seven Kill Sword.

If it were a sword, my sword art would have someone to carry on my legacy, but unfortunately...

hiss~

Ning Fengzhi's heart was stirred. He had never heard of a swordsman who could receive such praise from Uncle Jian.

I didn’t expect that this trip to Soto City would actually bring me such a huge gain.

Knowing what Chen Xin was thinking, Ning Fengzhi was about to comfort her when he suddenly saw Chen Xin's face change drastically.

"Ju, you're looking for death!!"

The peaceful gaze suddenly turned murderous, and the seventh soul ring under Sword Douluo Chenxin's feet pulsed.

At the same time, he flew towards the sky.

A sword several dozen meters long appeared behind him. The mirror-like sword body was cold and chilling, as if it was going to shatter the sky.

Ning Fengzhi looked up suddenly, and a sharp explosion sounded in his ears.

Boom! !

The terrifying shock wave raised a cloud of dust all over the entire fighting arena.

It was as if a missile exploded above the Fighting Spirit Arena, the blast tore everything apart, and the entire Fighting Spirit Arena became a mess.

And in the smoke and dust, a blue light flashed.

Ning Fengzhi was seen standing in the billowing smoke and dust, seemingly unaffected at all.

The blue light did not emanate from his Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, but from his chest, protecting him from the wind and waves and allowing him to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

"Spirit Hall, you are indeed still harboring evil intentions."

The sound of fierce fighting came from outside and Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

But when he looked towards Su Ming's position, what he saw made him pause.

The place where Su Ming was originally lying was now empty, and he didn't even notice it.

Swish, swish—Ning Fengzhi looked around suddenly, nervousness revealed in his eyes.

Being able to take someone away in the battle between two Titled Douluo, the latter must also be a Titled Douluo.

In Soto City, there is actually a Titled Douluo! !

"Who on earth is it?"

Realizing that the other party did not attack him, Ning Fengzhi did not relax at all. He frowned and was still thinking about something.

Not from the Spirit Hall.

There are only a handful of Titled Douluo in the entire continent.

Be able to take the person away from Uncle Jian.

"Could it be..."

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes revealed a look of horror, and he murmured the word "no wonder".

After a while, Jian Douluo came back.

The fighting spirit in his body has not yet dissipated, just like his eyes at this moment, which seem to contain a sword with cold light unsheathed.

They both knew what the outcome would be.

Ju Douluo was an elder of the Spirit Hall after all, so Chen Xin did not dare to kill him. He just taught him a lesson so that the latter would remember it.

"Feng Zhi, people..."

Noticing that Shi was no longer there, Jian Douluo's expression changed slightly. Could it be that such a talent was given away by the Spirit Hall?

Wrong~

Even if it's Contra, it can't escape my sight~

Being intercepted, Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly, "Uncle Jian, you didn't even notice it, which shows how powerful the person who came is."

"The water in Soto City looks unusually deep."

Chen Xin's pupils trembled. The small city of Suoto actually hid a Titled Douluo. This...

After searching their surroundings to no avail, the two left the fighting arena.

As for the damage caused to the Fighting Spirit Arena, the two turned a blind eye, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

Even Murong Qi did not show up, and the Fighting Spirit Arena did not say a word, allowing the two to leave.

On the other side, Tang Hao had already taken Su Ming several kilometers away.

Swah——

Like throwing away garbage, Tang Hao threw Su Ming into the river with an expressionless face.

The night was pitch black and Tang Hao looked indifferent, as if he was not worried at all that Su Ming would be washed away.

The cold river water stimulated his body surface, and Su Ming slowly opened his eyes. The empty look in his eyes faded away, and the moonlight was imprinted on his spirit.

Ok?

His brain was fuzzy and the world was spinning. Su Ming, who was aware of being in the water, overcame the dizziness and jumped out of the river.

Noticing someone's figure, he stepped on the waves and returned to the bridge where Tang Hao was.

"Even if you want to wake me up, there's no need to do it in this way."

Su Ming rubbed his swollen, aching and bursting head, and took out a few candies from his space ring and swallowed them.

As his mental strength recovered, Su Ming's uncomfortable complexion did not improve.

He always felt that something was wrong with his body, as if his head was heavy and his feet were light, as if he would fall down in the next second. He could only hold on to the railing of the bridge weakly.

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows and reminded:

"You've overdrawn not only your mental strength, but also your soul strength."

"With your cultivation level, you should be thankful for your good luck that your spiritual consciousness has not collapsed at this moment."

Tang Hao's tone was calm, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Su Ming's attack just now had already touched the edge of the domain.

In time, this guy might be able to create a field of his own.

In his own field, from ancient times to the present, he had never heard of such a shocking thing.

Chapter 122 Ning Fengzhi’s fishing theory!

"The domain is a mysterious state. It is based on a certain attribute and is sublimated on this basis, thus erupting with terrifying power."

"Sword Douluo Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has unparalleled attack power due to his martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword. The Seven Killing Domain derived from it is also an extremely powerful domain skill."

"Life, death, murderous intent, elemental attributes, these can all be condensed into a domain, but they must be extremely refined."

"And this is just the basic condition. How to fix it and make it a unique domain of yours, no one in the entire continent knows the mystery."

“So there are very few soul masters in the world who have domains, and every one of them is a well-known strong man.”

Two figures were walking slowly on the street.

As he spoke, Tang Hao stopped, his dark pupils glowed with light, and he asked curiously: