Douluo mainland Dragon God game

Chapter 72 Ten Fist Sword Martial Soul ([-])
Sure enough, after a lot of confrontation, Chao Tianxiang and Zhao Wuji reached an agreement, and the [-]th-level soul master of his own side would fight for it. Whoever wins will get the cockscombed snake.

However, what surprised Qian Linjue was that this time, it was not Tang San who fought, but Zi Jin who possessed the spirit of Ten Fist Sword.

Zi Jin with her hair in ponytails walked past Qian Linjue, turned her head to look at him with the corner of her mouth raised, and then walked in front of Meng Yiran.

Originally, Tang San took the initiative to ask for a fight, but Zijin was unwilling. When she fought Zhuge Yuqian last night, she lost without releasing her spirit, which made her feel very ashamed.

With the purpose of saving face and showing her strength in front of Qian Linjue, she took the initiative to ask for a fair fight with Meng Yiran.

Tang San was not a particularly competitive person, and when Zi Jin said so, he backed down.

Standing in front of Meng Yiran, Zijin was thinking of Qian Linjue.

Hmph, wait to see this girl show her strength, and see if you still obediently bow down under my pomegranate skirt.

Zijin hummed in her heart, opened her palms, and released her martial soul.

As the saying goes, to attract a person, not only the appearance, but also the inside is more important. What Zijin thinks in her heart is to use her own strength to attract Qian Linjue. After all, who doesn't like a strong, long and cute girl? Woolen cloth?

As the soul power was released, the red light in Zijin's hand flickered, and a 75 cm long sword hilt appeared in front of her, and two bright yellow soul rings hung quietly on the hilt.

Zijin stretched out her hands, holding her little finger and ring finger tightly, pinching her thumb and index finger lightly, and resting her middle finger on the handle in a relaxed manner.

She took a step back with one foot, pulled her arms back, and made a movement of drawing a knife out of its sheath.

A strange scene appeared, as Zijin drew the knife backwards, there was actually the friction sound of the long knife being unsheathed in the air, and the white and bright blade gradually appeared in front of everyone.

At the end of the draw, there was a "clang—" out of thin air, and the full picture of the Ten Fist Sword Wuhun was finally revealed.

This is a rather long Odachi, with a blade length of 1.5 meters, curved with a certain arc, and a cold edge is shining on it.

The hilt is 75 centimeters long, and Zijin's two bright yellow soul rings surround it.

The whole Odachi is more than two meters long, and it is held by Zijin who is a little over 1.1 meters long, giving people a strong sense of visual impact.

(Note: In Japanese weapons, the sword and the sword are actually the same weapon. According to the length and shape, they can be divided into Taidao, Hidao, Riba, Short Sword, etc.)
Zijin straightened her upper body, took a step forward with one foot, and held a knife with both arms slightly bent. The tip of the knife was slightly higher than her height, aiming at Meng Yiran who was facing him.

"Zi Jin, a level [-] assault weapon, a martial soul battle soul master, and a martial soul ten-fist sword."

Opposite Zijin, Meng Yiran was about to respond coldly when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

On the right hand, the snake staff trembled slightly, as if it was alive, and there was a feeling of fear.

what happened?The snake stick is afraid, is it because of the little girl opposite?

Meng Yiran looked at Zijin suspiciously, only to see that there seemed to be faint traces of red murderous aura lingering on the Ten Fist Sword, which seemed to split the air.

It's just a martial spirit, not a bird of prey and an eagle, why?
Meng still couldn't figure it out.

She frowned, as if she wanted to see through Zijin and Shiquanjian, but after staring for a while, she couldn't see anything.

(End of this chapter)