Douluo's Ultimate Knife

Chapter 91

Suddenly, Dugu Bo's blue scale holy light began to tremble, as if it was about to collapse.

"Little thief, you are here to seek revenge from the old man!" Dugu Bo stared dumbfounded at his unstable soul ability.

"Jie Jie, the silver-haired boy did a great job, I will ask His Holiness the Pope for your credit when I go back." Yue Guan laughed triumphantly.

Just when Yueguan was about to make more efforts to defeat Dugu Bo in one fell swoop, a new change appeared in the turbulent Bilin Shengguang.

The blue scale holy light became thinner but also stabilized, the color of dark green changed to pure black little by little.

After a while, it turned into a black beam of light, and the toxin in the blue scale holy light was multiplied dozens of times under the blessing of the deadly knife.

The strange velvet Babel chrysanthemum quickly withered and withered under the terrifying toxin erosion, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

Yueguan's ninth soul ability collapsed after only a dozen or so breaths, and a black beam of light blasted towards him.

Relying on the extraordinary reflexes of the Titled Douluo, Yueguan twisted her body to avoid the beam of light, but was still rubbed against her shoulder by the poisonous gas carried by the beam of light.

A black line began to climb up his face along his shoulders, outlining inexplicable lines on his face.

Yueguan's body suddenly exploded and turned into flower petals.

"Senior Dugu, is he dead?"

"No, he has already escaped." Although he did not kill Yueguan, Dugu Bo was still very happy. This was the first time he had won Yueguan in so many years.

Moreover, the power of the previous Bilin Holy Light made him feel unbelievable, even if Yueguan did not die, his strength would be greatly damaged.

The happy Dugu Bo patted Song Que on the shoulder, "I'm happy today, let's go have a drink or two."

Song Que didn't respond to Dugu Bo, he stood there with a gloomy expression.

The battle between Dugu Bo and Yueguan touched him deeply, even Dugu Bo and the Chisha Army could not keep Yueguan, the title Douluo.

Song Que was a little annoyed, he had become comfortable because he subdued Chisha Ling, if Yueguan was dealing with Dugu Bo and himself this time, he should be able to take his life from the army.

A large number of troops can resist and even besiege Title Douluo, but the Title Douluo cannot be stopped by the army if he wants to leave.

In the final analysis, its own strength is too weak.

Song Que bid farewell to the excited Dugu Bo and returned to the Sharpening Hall to retreat and introspect.

Three days later, the door of the Sharpening Hall was pushed open, and a somewhat emaciated Song Que came out. After self-examination, he had found the way forward.

The days immersed in cultivation always passed quickly, and before he knew it, it had been two years since Dugu Bo came to Chisha Ling.

Song Que reluctantly climbed out of Dugu Bo's poison cauldron, and for the past two years Song Que had to come here to take a poison bath every few days.

Stimulated by toxins, Song Que's speed of refining qi and blood and cultivating soul power has been greatly improved. Although it is not as fast as using the killing knife intent, it has also allowed him to rise to level 58 in the past two years.

But as the number of poison baths increased, the effect became weaker, and now it is completely useless.

With the previous friendship and the two years of coexistence, the conflict between Dugu Bo and Song Que has been resolved long ago, but neither of them said anything.

"Boy Song, why are you still sighing after breaking through?" Song Que, who has a common enemy, also revealed his identity after gradually trusting Dugu Bo.

"Hey! Old man, it would be great if your poison kung fu was a little stronger!"

Song Que said that Dugu Bo's face turned livid. Although he didn't improve as much as Song Que in front of him, after the hidden dangers in his body were solved, he rose to a level at the Title Douluo stage very quickly.

After coming out from Dugu Bo, Song Que asked Canglong to summon all the Sanfeng disciples to Xiaobi's arena.

Seeing that the disciples had arrived, Song Que jumped up to the high platform and said in a loud voice.

"In the past two years, you have all undergone considerable transformation. Next, you have a chance to show yourself. The five-year Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is about to begin. I have decided to select ten strongest and youngest soul masters. Zhanfeng disciples who are not over 25 years old represent the Martial Academy to participate."

Hearing that Song Que had already given all the places to Zhan Feng, the disciples of the other two peaks became confused, grievances and dissatisfaction arose in their hearts.

"However, the Changfeng Academy under the Martial Arts Academy is also eligible to participate. I will tell you the candidates for the Changfeng Academy. If you are not convinced, you can challenge them." Song Que added immediately.

Song Que threw a list to Canglong, and Canglong read it out according to the list.

"Candidates for the Martial Academy: Wang Wei, Zhanfeng sword bearer, Odin, Zhantang disciple, ..., the above ten people will be listed."

"Candidates for Changfeng Academy: Qin Dao, Qin Jian, Luo Qiancheng, who is in charge of the sword in Modaotang, Bibo in Qige, Lin Jiao in Wutang..., the above ten people will be listed."

In the past two years, Qin Jian has gained Song Que's approval with his own efforts, and Zhan Feng's Wang Wei has also been accepted by Song Que as a sword bearer because of his excellent talent in using spears.

The sword bearer does not mean that he must only use long swords, as long as he has the talent to cultivate artistic conception, Song Que will consider cultivating it.

Except for a few knife-bearers in the Modaotang, everyone else is the best in Qige Wufeng. They are the top few in the small competitions in the past two years, and no one has stood up to challenge.

Only the three sword-bearers in the Modao Hall either practiced at the top of the Dao Peak all the year round or went to the back mountain to hunt and kill soul beasts together. Even Xiao Bi had no time to participate.

"Peak Master, I want to challenge Luo Qiancheng." A male disciple of Wu Feng stood up and challenged the only girl among the three.

Others stepped down to leave the field for two people.

Luo Qiancheng looked at the challenger expressionlessly with a pretty face.

At the beginning of the competition, the disciple of Wufeng summoned the martial spirit, and a phantom of a leopard cat attached to his body, six long beards grew on his slightly immature face, and a pure white spirit ring wrapped around him, from the spirit In terms of power fluctuations, he is not far from the great soul master.

A crescent-shaped moon blade floated behind Luo Qiancheng, constantly swaying silvery-white shards of light, and two yellow and one purple soul rings radiated light.

Under the training of Song Que who didn't mind the loss of medicinal materials, the four sword bearers were improving rapidly. Among them, the one with the best cultivation talent was Luo Qiancheng, who was now the soul master.The level of luxury provided to the sword bearer may not even be comparable to the Wuhundian.

If it wasn't for drug resistance, with the help of Dugu Bo's magical herb garden that can quickly grow medicinal herbs, it might not just be the Soul Venerable.

Of course, although Qin Dao, who has comprehended the killing intent, is only a half-step soul master, his real strength is no less than that of Luo Qiancheng.

Disciple Wu Feng looked at the three soul rings on Luo Qiancheng's body and couldn't help showing timidity in his eyes, and the audience's eyes became dazzling, and he directly attacked with his blood on his head.

"The first soul skill, civet combo."

Wu Feng's disciple rushed towards Luo Qiancheng from left to right, facing the attacking opponent, Luo Qiancheng pinched his sword finger with his right hand.

The sword finger sent out the moon blade behind him, and the silver light fixed the moving body of Wufeng disciple, and dense silver light shrouded his body.

After the silver light dissipated, only Wufeng disciples in tattered clothes were left lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)