Becoming emperor in Zhetian begins with Douluo

&ep;&ep;At this moment, Gu Yuena is sitting on the sofa, tasting the slightly bitter tea leaves, her beautiful eyes are curved, and there is a charming smile on her flawless face.

&ep;&ep;“This little guy really knows he can’t be beaten, so he uses his tricks?”

&ep;&ep;She didn't take a look, but the power of the soul had covered every corner of this fight.

&ep;&ep;“You brat, you need to be dealt with!”

&ep;&ep;At this time, Zhao Wuji was extremely angry. Even though he had the title of Fudo Mingwang, who could bear to directly poke at his innate deficiencies as soon as he came up?

&ep;&ep;Furthermore, he was not mentally prepared for this situation, and just one sentence gave him a critical hit of points.

&ep;&ep;However, just as he roared, he had lost the opportunity to take action.

&ep;&ep;In addition, Dao Tianxing unleashes a thousand-year soul ring as soon as he takes action, and three thousand swords come out to kill directly!

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji had never seen such a shocking scene before, and he only had a question in his mind: How could a thousand-year soul ring have such power?

&ep;&ep;“Not good!” Zhao Wuji felt a chill on his back, as if there was a deadly murderous intention targeting him.

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji quickly summoned his martial spirit, swatted Dao Tianxing's Guixi Sword body from the side with a wave of his hand, and then allowed the other three thousand phantom swords to attack him.

&ep;&ep; "You brat, your martial spirit is very special!" There was a hint of admiration in Zhao Wuji's words. He had never seen Dao Tianxing's sword before. It was too sharp, and its power was even More than Titled Douluo.

&ep;&ep; "It's a pity that you are too short. My sword flew high, otherwise it would be over if I hit you." Dao Tianxing smiled slightly, and did not forget to use some venomous words to provoke Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing stopped attacking, and the three thousand phantom swords were hovering in the air.

&ep;&ep;He knew in his heart that his first soul skill was indeed fancy. In ten more years, he would be able to generate an additional phantom sword, but its power was only % of its original form. It was still unable to fight against the seventy-sixth level Zhao Wuji. cause some damages.

&ep;&ep; "Don't worry, after we deal with them, I will take special care of you." Zhao Wuji curled his lips, snorted coldly, and looked at the other three people who were attacking him.

&ep;&ep;Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing attacked quickly and fiercely, arriving at Zhao Wuji's side almost at the same time and taking action together.

&ep;&ep;But the power is still a little small, and it cannot cause harm to Zhao Wuji at all.

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji’s martial spirit shook and he knocked back the three of them.

&ep;&ep;Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji slammed his hands on the ground, and a terrifying force was transmitted from the ground towards Ning Rongrong.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing's face suddenly turned gloomy. He summoned Guixi, and he arrived in an instant. His long sword penetrated the ground and unleashed an extremely sharp sword intent, wiping out Zhao Wuji's power.

"Don't touch my sister if you have the guts!" Dao Tianxing once promised to protect Ning Rongrong with the sword in his hand, so he would never allow Ning Rongrong to be injured.

&ep;&ep;But the power just now was definitely enough to make Ning Rongrong lose any fighting power!

&ep;&ep; "You brat, in a hostile battle, it is basic common sense to be the first to deal with the auxiliary spirit master!" Zhao Wuji replied casually, continuing to observe the attack methods of Tang San and others, admiring them in his heart.

&ep;&ep;“Sister, add buff to me.” Dao Tianxing summoned his Xi sword and killed Zhao Wuji directly.

&ep;&ep;Two soul rings quickly rose up from the soles of Ning Rongrong's feet, directly adding extreme strength and speed to Dao Tianxing.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing arrived in an instant and slashed him down with his sword.

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji felt the terrifying murderous intention on the sword, and after shaking Tang San and others away, he clamped the Gui Xi sword with both hands.

&ep;&ep; "Hey, boy, although the sword is good, it is useless if it can't kill anyone." Zhao Wuji smiled sarcastically and directly shook Dao Tianxing away.

&ep;&ep;Tang San's demonic eyes flashed with purple light, seizing this gap, he summoned countless blue silver grass vines to come from all directions and wrap themselves around Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep;Xiao Wu was extremely fast and caught Dao Tianxing flying backwards.

&ep;&ep;“Thank you, Third Sister-in-law.” Dao Tianxing smiled.

&ep;&ep; "Hey, what? You haven't even made a single stroke yet!" Xiao Wu's cheeks turned red immediately, and she glanced at Tang San in the distance who was concentrating on controlling Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep;Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came to them and said coldly, "Why are you stunned? Take action quickly!"

&ep;&ep; "Oh." Dao Tianxing nodded seriously, and with one thought, he activated three thousand phantom swords to kill Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep;Although he knew that this would not cause any effective harm to him, it was not bad to cause him trouble.

&ep;&ep;“Little monsters, I’m going to take action!”

&ep;&ep;The blue silver grass was wrapped into a cocoon, and Zhao Wuji's sinister voice came from inside.

&ep;&ep;“Roar!”

&ep;&ep;A bear's roar came from inside, all the blue silver grass was exploded, and Dao Tianxing's phantom sword was also blown away by this aura.

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji walked out bathed in the radiance. His body became extremely strong, and he even felt like he had grown taller.

&ep;&ep; "Xiao Wu, let's go!" Zhu Zhuqing's figure disappeared on the spot, Xiao Wu followed closely and jumped up, attacking Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep;Tang San also summoned countless blue and silver vines to fly towards Zhao Wuji, cooperating with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's attack.

&ep;&ep; "The seven treasures are famous, and one is called power." Ning Rongrong immediately took action and gave bonuses to the three of them.

&ep;&ep; "You have no chance." Zhao Wuji's palm glowed with golden light, and he blasted out with a palm, causing extremely terrifying oppression.

&ep;&ep;In just a moment, the terrifying palm force wrapped in the air and penetrated everyone, knocking everyone down. The nearest Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu suffered the strongest impact, and they both fainted.

&ep;&ep;Dai Mubai went up to catch Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San caught Xiao Wu.

&ep;&ep; "Teacher Zhao, isn't this a bit too much!" Dai Mubai's face was heavy, with a trace of resentment hidden in his tone.

&ep;&ep; "Don't worry, I have good control. The two of them are just unconscious. They can just sleep for one night." Zhao Wuji said casually, "Little monsters, I recognize your abilities."

&ep;&ep;Unfortunately, as soon as Zao Wuji started his closing speech, he was interrupted by the grumpy Dao Tianxing, "Fuck you, you uncle! My sister Rongrong's hands were all scratched, and sister Xiaowu , do you know who she is?"

&ep;&ep;“That’s my third sister-in-law!”

&ep;&ep; "Xiaotian, don't talk nonsense, we don't have any." Tang San was about to explain, but was interrupted by Dao Tianxing, "No matter whether we have it or not, it's all a matter of time. You are pure and pure!"

&ep;&ep; "Let's go, third brother, let's go up and deal with him!" Dao Tianxing didn't give Tang San a chance to explain at all, he took a step forward and pointed his sword at Zhao Wuji.

&ep;&ep; "Teacher Zhao, I'm offended!" Tang San stood beside Dao Tianxing, and it was not difficult to feel his resentment towards Zhao Wuji for making Xiao Wu faint in his tone.

&ep;&ep; "Okay, I'll help you!" Zhao Wuji was irritated by Dao Tianxing's words about short winter melon. He originally planned to stop there, but now he had to train these two prickly students.

&ep;&ep;Otherwise, where is the majesty of his Fudo Ming King?

&ep;&ep;How will we discipline these little monsters in the future?

&ep;&ep;Zhao Wuji stepped towards the two of them, Fudo Mingwang fully unfolded his body, and that powerful oppressive force once again rushed towards Dao Tianxing and Tang San.

&ep;&ep; "Xiaotian, don't be impulsive!" Ning Rongrong knew very well that the power of Soul Saint, the kind of existence that could freely shuttle among thousands of soldiers, was simply not something Dao Tianxing could compete with now.

&ep;&ep; "Sister, don't worry, there is a third brother here!" Dao Tianxing looked at Tang San, the two smiled at each other, there was a special tacit understanding, as if they had been connected four years ago.

&ep;&ep; "Third brother, you are the main attacker!" After Dao Tianxing finished speaking, Tang San's dark eyes glowed with purple light, and his pair of white palms became as pure as the Nine Heavens Cold Jade.

&ep;&ep;Twelve bright moon nights!

&ep;&ep;In an instant, countless hidden weapons shot out, and Tang San's hands turned into countless afterimages, making it even harder for people to see his movements clearly.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing closed his eyes tightly, the Guixi sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the murderous intention on it became stronger and stronger, as if it had solidified!

&ep;&ep;“Sword wielder, beware of the heaven and earth, the sword’s edge will reach wherever it points!”