Douluo Tang San, stop rolling

The Sword Douluo in the back sensed the breath of the Titled Douluo, and turned into a sword light and quickly flew forward, leaving only a voice resounding in the field.

"Feng Zhi, a Titled Douluo has gone to the area where Rong Rong is. I am worried, so I will go ahead."

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then hurried forward. He was also a little worried about Rongrong.

On the other side, the feminine man instantly suppressed the Shrek Seven Devils as soon as he appeared. He looked at the seven people and asked, "Who among you is Tang San?"

The Shrek Seven Devils looked at each other, but none of them spoke.

Seeing this, the feminine man's face darkened, and his sharp voice rang out again, "Since no one answers my question, then you all can die!"

After saying that, he snapped his fingers and several golden flying knives flew towards the seven people.

The seven people had already been suppressed by the opponent's momentum and could hardly move. They could only watch as the flying knife was about to pierce their foreheads.

sigh~

At this critical moment, a sword light fell from the sky and hit the ground. A sword energy swept in all directions, shattering the seven golden flying knives.

A handsome old man with silver hair and white clothes appeared in the field. It was Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Ning Rongrong exclaimed, "Grandpa Jian!" She was so excited that she was about to run towards Jian Douluo.

Jian Douluo shouted quickly: "Rongrong, retreat!"

After saying that, Chen Xin looked at the feminine man and said, "Juhuaguan, you are really going backwards as you attack the younger generation."

"Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was gloomy, and then he threatened: "Why, your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect wants to be the enemy of my Spirit Hall?"

Jian Douluo's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "I only saw you attack the people of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

Ju Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong, a look of realization appeared on his face, and then he said:

"My target is only Tang San. I can leave the others alone."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Shrek Seven Devils all looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin with worried expressions.

Tang San's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud, and he thought to himself,

"Is it for me? Is it because of my father? What should I do? Should I beg for protection from others?"

Jian Douluo also stood there, feeling a little hesitant. After all, Tang San didn't have much interaction with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect now.

Just as the scene was strangely quiet, Ning Fengzhi walked out from the back of the convoy. He spoke with a firm look in his eyes:

"The three sects have always been of the same blood. Since you attacked Tang San, you should know who his father is. Aren't you afraid of revenge?"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Jian Douluo's inner hesitation immediately dissipated, and he stared at Ju Douluo with sharp eyes.

Ju Douluo shouted gloomily, "Old Ghost! Go kill Tang San, and I'll entangle Chen Xin."

After he finished speaking, nine soul rings appeared on his body, and in his hand he held a metallic Qirong Tongtianju. His body turned into golden light and rushed towards Sword Douluo Chenxin.

Jian Douluo put his fingers together like a sword, and the Seven Killing Swords came out to block Ju Douluo's attack. The two Titled Douluos released their soul power, causing everyone present to retreat uncontrollably.

Only Ghost Douluo was not affected, and turned into a ghost and rushed towards Tang San.

When Ning Fengzhi saw this, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower in his hand shone, and several rays of soul light shot into Jian Douluo's body.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's momentum suddenly increased, and all aspects of his body attributes increased by 70%. With one sword, he knocked Ju Douluo away.

Then he was seen holding his sword finger in front of him, and his whole body floated in the air, with the sixth soul ring on his body shining.

The sixth soul skill——Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!

Sword Douluo's soul power was released, and countless sword shadows appeared in the air, covering Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo like a meteor shower.

The sword light was so fast that the two men's pupils shrank slightly. They could only use their soul power to transform into a shield to resist.

Countless sword rains fell on the two turtle shells, making a crackling sound.

What a strong attack power!

Faced with Jian Douluo's violent attack, Jue and Gui could only defend themselves with difficulty. Under the huge impact force, they slid backwards with their feet on the ground.

Xu Dongyang, who came from behind and saw this scene, thought to himself, "Sword Douluo already has a soul power of level 96, which is stronger than both Jue and Gui. Now he has Ning Fengzhi's assistance, so his real combat power is probably not weaker than that of a level 98 Title Douluo."

'I'm afraid these two will return empty-handed.'

"Old Chrysanthemum, fusion!"

Ghost Douluo in the field suddenly shouted to Chrysanthemum Douluo, then released his soul power, the shield on his body glowed brightly, and he ran towards Chrysanthemum Pass while resisting the attack of Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

After hearing Ghost Douluo's words, Chrysanthemum Douluo did the same. Before the two of them got close, their soul powers began to intertwine and resonate.

"Oh no! It's a martial soul fusion technique!"

The third soul skill——sword wings flying!

Jian Douluo's eyes narrowed and he reacted immediately. Then he merged his body with the sword and transformed into a ray of sword light that rushed straight down.

Xu Dongyang only saw the Sword Douluo in the sky turn into a silver-white sword light and strike down like a silver-white lightning.

So fast!

Jue and Gui showed horror on their faces. With the blessing of Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo was incredibly fast. He arrived between the two of them first, and then slashed towards them with sword energy.

Countless sword energies flew across the field, cutting cracks on the rock walls on both sides. Countless scars appeared on the bodies of Jue and Gui, and they crashed into the rock walls on both sides.

Jian Douluo stood in the center, glancing indifferently at the disheveled Jue and Gui. The corners of his clothes and long hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked in all directions with impeccable dignity.

The eyes of the Shrek people gleamed with excitement, and they were all impressed by Jian Douluo's demeanor.

Xu Dongyang in the back also looked at Jian Douluo with a gleam of yearning, and said in his heart, "Swordsmen are really so elegant and graceful, and full of style!"

"Cough cough~"

Jue and Gui slowly stood up, their clothes were torn, their hair was disheveled, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of their mouths. There was a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Jian Douluo.

I only heard Ju Douluo say: "What a great Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what a great Sword Douluo Chen Xin! This time we are doomed, old ghost, let's retreat!"

After saying that, he took off into the air and flew away. Seeing this, Ghost Douluo turned into a ghost and disappeared on the spot.

Everyone at Shrek heaved a sigh of relief when they saw this. Tang San looked at Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, stepped forward and bowed, saying:

"Thank you two seniors for your help!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled as always and said, "You're welcome. You are also Rongrong's classmate. Moreover, the three sects have always been closely connected."

Hearing this, Xu Dongyang couldn't help but complain in his heart, "What do you mean by 'same blood'? It's just that your Qibao Liuli Sect is bigger and richer than the other two sects. You are afraid that the Wuhun Hall will be greedy, so you want to attract two allies."

After Kikue and the other two left, the remaining men in black naturally hurriedly evacuated, and the attack ended in such a whimper.

Xue Qinghe looked at the Knight Commander beside him and said, "Go and clear the road, and then we will continue our journey."

The Shrek people also noticed Xu Dongyang next to Xue Qinghe, and Oscar ran over excitedly to say hello.

"Brother Dong, why are you here? Are you here to help us win the championship?"

Xu Dongyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, this time I was invited by the eldest prince to come as a foreign aid to Tiandou Royal Academy. We are opponents."

"what?!"

Everyone in Shrek cried out in surprise, all looking frustrated.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 77 Wuhun City

The joy of the reunion was immediately dispersed, and Oscar and Ma Hongjun looked even more depressed.

Among the four people from the original Blue Bully Academy, Tai Long looked at Xu Dongyang with some fear, while the other three looked curious.

Ning Rongrong asked at this time: "Brother Dong, do you know where Xiao Wu went?"

Xu Dongyang glanced at Jian Douluo and thought to himself, "Jian Douluo didn't sense Tang Hao's aura, so he must be far away and can't hear what's going on here."

After hesitating for a while, Xu Dongyang explained: "Xiao Wu's family had an accident, so she went home."

"So that's it!" Everyone suddenly understood.

Xue Qinghe looked at Tang San with deep eyes, and there was a flash of murderous intent in the depths of his eyes, but no one in the field noticed it.

'He is Tang Hao's son, the son of the enemy who killed his father.'

The Spirit Hall announced that the previous Pope died at the hands of Haotian Douluo. Although this was not the real cause of death, only Qian Daoliu knew the real cause of death, and even Qian Renxue was completely unaware of it.

She only knew that Bibi Dong had disliked her since she was born.

Then everyone chatted for a while until a royal guard came over and said, "Your Highness, the road has been cleared."

Xue Qinghe nodded and said, "It's time to set off!"

Then everyone returned to their respective carriages, and the convoy set off again for Wuhun City.

In the carriage where the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was, Jian Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi and said, "Fengzhi, is it worth it to offend the Spirit Hall for Tang Hao's son?"

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's elegant and easygoing face faded, his eyes became deep, and he said helplessly:

"Uncle Jian, I don't want to either! But if we don't provoke the Spirit Hall, does that mean the Spirit Hall has no plans for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"

"In recent years, the Spirit Hall has become more and more powerful, and its strength has surpassed the two empires. I have a feeling that there may be unrest in the continent in the future!"

"If the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect wants to remain safe and sound under the great waves of the times, it must win over enough allies, and the lower four sects have always had a close relationship with the Spirit Hall. We have no choice."

Jian Douluo nodded slightly after hearing this, "Since you know what's going on, I won't ask any more questions."

After that, the convoy had a smooth journey without encountering any trouble.

A few days later, everyone arrived at Wuhun City, and a cardinal came out to greet them from the Wuhun Hall.

As the master of this city, Spirit Hall naturally prepared accommodation for all participating teams.

The group of more than 200 people were quickly settled in a hotel on the west side of Wuhun City.

The final will be held in three days. During this period, many soul master teams have begun to admire this magnificent city.

Wuhun City is built in a hexagonal shape. There is a hill in the center of the city with two magnificent ancient buildings on it. I think they are the Pope's Palace and Douluo Palace.

There are many angel statues in the city, which is almost one of the characteristics of this city. Most of the residents here are believers of the Spirit Hall and have a very high sense of belonging to the Spirit Hall.

Not only that, everyone who enters Wuhun City will feel a bit pious towards the angel statue.

Xu Dongyang looked at the huge angel statue outside the Spirit Hall and thought to himself, "Is this the power of will? Or should it be called faith?"

Xue Qinghe disappeared after arriving in Wuhun City, and even Xu Dongyang didn't know where he went.

In a magnificent hall in the center of Wuhun City.

A woman wore a nine-curved purple gold crown, a golden dress, and held a scepter inlaid with countless gems.

She had fair skin and a beautiful face. Her burgundy hair and lavender eyes made her look extremely charming. She sat lazily on the main throne in the hall, supporting her head with her right hand and holding a scepter in her left hand.

She is none other than the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!

Ta~ta~

The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a woman walked into the Pope's Palace and came in front of Bibi Dong. She did not salute the distinguished Pope, nor did she even greet him. She looked at Bibi Dong with hostility and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, with long golden hair, skin whiter than snow, a high nose bridge, a heroic look between her brows, and a stunning face with a bit of majesty.

She was wearing a golden palace dress, which was simple and elegant in style. The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and her whole body exuded a sacred and noble temperament.

She is Xue Qinghe who has disappeared since coming to Wuhun City, or she should be called Qian Renxue now.

"What are you doing here?" Bibi Dong asked in a cold tone.

Hearing the distant tone in Bibi Dong's words, Qian Renxue's expression gradually turned cold. She turned her head away and stopped looking at the other party. Then she said to herself:

"I came here to remind you. I brought someone from Tiandou, and I don't want your good disciple to attack him after losing."

When talking about the good disciple, Qian Renxue's tone was quite serious, with a hint of jealousy in her voice.

Bibi Dong quietly watched Qian Renxue mocking her, then said impatiently: "I know, if there is nothing else, you can leave."

Looking at the other party's indifferent and impatient look, Qian Renxue felt as if she had punched cotton, with a hint of bitterness in her angry heart.

Then she turned and walked towards the offering hall.

Looking at Qian Renxue's departing back, Bibi Dong's deep eyes revealed an intriguing light.

"I want to see what kind of people you can find to defeat Nana and the others."

Three days passed in a flash, and soon the finals of the Soul Master Competition were about to begin.

The competition venue is located in the center of Wuhun City. It is a fighting soul venue built by the Wuhun Palace specifically for the Soul Master Competition.