Douluo's first sword

The dark night sky was illuminated by the shining soul rings and the colliding soul power. Tens of thousands of soul masters fought together, blood flowed into rivers, bones became mountains, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect was stained with blood.

Under the frenzied siege of ten thousand soul masters from the Wuhun Palace, the Qibao Glazed Sect suffered heavy losses, with more than two thousand disciples killed and injured. The remaining people were all trapped in the Wuhun Palace's encirclement, unable to break out, and the entire army was likely to be annihilated.

Above the starry sky, the battle between the six titled Douluo was in full swing. With the strong assistance of Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo fought two against four, not losing at all, but they could not even think about it in a short time. Decide the winner.

After all, this is a title-level battle. The six of them are all the top powerhouses in the mainland. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are resourceful. It is not that difficult to decide the winner.

Ning Fengzhi was anxious as he watched his disciples die in large numbers, but he was helpless. He knew clearly that they had no advantage in this battle. If they continued to fight, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would probably be destroyed!

Therefore, for the current plan, they must not be entangled with Wuhun Palace any longer. The best thing to do is to find a way to break out of the encirclement!

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone! This is not the way to go. We must break out immediately and minimize the sect's losses." Ning Fengzhi shouted to the two men who were fighting fiercely in the air.

"Seal the sky with one sword!"

Sword Douluo shouted coldly. Thousands of strands of sword energy formed a terrifying long river of sword energy. It was so vast that it washed away the void. The power of one sword actually knocked all four titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall flying away.

He exhaled a long breath, with a look of determination on his old face, and said to Ning Fengzhi: "Let me drag out these four people. You and Old Man Gu will quickly lead your disciples to break out. The one who can escape is One, the inheritance of Qibao Glazed Sect cannot be cut off in our hands!"

"One against four? How is this possible? Old man Jian, don't you want to live?"

Hearing Sword Douluo's words, Bone Douluo's expression turned ugly. The two of them joined forces, and with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, they were able to draw a tie with the four people from Wuhun Palace. But now, Sword Douluo was actually preparing to fight alone. Resisting these four titled Douluo is tantamount to seeking death.

"Uncle Jian, how could we abandon you!" Ning Fengzhi couldn't bear it.

"Don't waste any more time. If you hesitate a little longer, a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will die. Leave quickly! This is the only way!"

Sword Douluo looked solemn, roared wildly, raised the Seven Killing Sword high, and rushed towards the four major titles of Wuhun Hall. He looked like he was ready to die, and he fought against the four titles Douluo alone.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo sighed, looking a little sad. How could they not understand that Sword Douluo was using his life to buy time for them to break out.

"Uncle Gu, we can no longer hesitate. This is the precious time that Uncle Jian gave us with his life!" Ning Fengzhi had a firm look in his eyes and finally made up his mind.

"Okay! I understand!" Bone Douluo gritted his teeth. Although he couldn't bear it, he finally chose to put the overall situation first. He and Sword Douluo have been rivals for a lifetime. From enemies to friends, after so many years of ups and downs, This is a very deep friendship.

"Old Jian, if something unexpected happens to you today, I will go to the Spirit Hall to avenge you in the future!" Bone Douluo said firmly.

"Disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect, obey our orders, don't be reluctant to fight, hit the troops, and break out to the southeast together. If we can successfully break through tonight, it will be victory!"

Ning Fengzhi shouted loudly, holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand, and followed Bone Douluo to open the way in front, and groups of disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect followed behind!

Sword Douluo alone restrained the four major titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace. The soul masters of Wuhun Palace were leaderless. However, under the increase of Ning Fengzhi Qibao Glazed Pagoda, Bone Douluo's title-level power doubled, just like a statue. The ancient ferocious beast was so powerful that it killed hundreds of spirit masters from the Spirit Hall with just a few clicks!

"You guys from Wuhun Palace, get out of here!"

Bone Douluo had a ferocious expression and murderous intent. He vented all his anger on these Wuhun Palace soul masters and started killing like crazy. One person slaughtered hundreds of soul masters.

In this way, under the leadership of Bone Douluo, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect finally tore a hole in the tight encirclement of Wuhun Palace and fled in panic from the southeast.

"No, let the people from the Qibao Glazed Sect run away!" A man in black robe shouted, reporting the situation to the elders in the air.

"Damn, what a bunch of trash!"

The four titled elders of Wuhun Palace were furious. For this attack, Wuhun Palace dispatched an army of tens of thousands of soul masters. In the end, they failed to destroy the Qibao Glazed Sect and allowed Ning Fengzhi to escape. When they return to the Pope's Palace, they will definitely be punished by Bibi Dong.

"Hahahaha, Wuhun Palace, your wishful thinking is ruined!" Sword Douluo's silver hair was stained with blood, and his white robe was broken. He looked very embarrassed, but there was a happy smile on his face.

As long as the Qibao Glazed Sect can be preserved, he can risk his life.

"Jian Chen!!!"

The people of Qibao Glazed Sect escaped, and the remaining soul masters of Wuhun Palace would naturally settle the score. On Sword Douluo's head, the four major titles stared at Sword Douluo, their eyes full of cruelty!

"It's all because of you, an old guy, that ruined our big event. Go to hell, Jian Chen——"

With a sharp shout, the four major titles in Wuhun Palace gathered Fire Sword Douluo. The four of them joined forces and knocked Sword Douluo flying away.

"puff……"

Sword Douluo's face turned pale and he coughed up blood. His body was rolled out like a kite with its string cut off, and it hit the ground heavily. A strong feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart.

Although his level is higher than everyone present, the four people in front of him should not be underestimated. No one can be banned. With the combined efforts of the four people, he was unable to resist and was seriously injured. Fall to the ground.

"Jian Chen, your end has come!"

The four titled Douluo hung high in the sky, overlooking the gossamer-like Sword Douluo, their cold pupils showing no emotion.

The next moment, the ninth soul rings on the four people lit up at the same time, launching the strongest attack. The four terrifying soul skills came together and turned into a river of four-color light, wrapped with fierce murderous intent, and they rushed towards the sword fight crazily. Luo goes to kill.

"finished……"

Sword Douluo was in a daze, looking at the approaching attack, memories appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly recalled the scene when he was practicing swordplay as a child!

I used to be young, frivolous, and domineering.

Now he is old and waiting for death.

Sword Douluo had mixed feelings in his heart, and his understanding of the world was sublimated. The Seven Kills Sword suddenly burst out with a burst of blazing light. The sword body grew crazily, as if it had evolved, and the terrifying sword energy cut through the space!

"This is...level ninety-seven!!"

Sword Douluo was suddenly enlightened. Before he died, he had some insights. He finally made a step forward and reached the ninety-seventh level. His soul power skyrocketed crazily.

He was stuck at level ninety-six for decades. He originally thought that he would never be able to reach level ninety-seven and be on par with his father, but he never expected that he would make an unexpected breakthrough at this time.

Although it is only one level, there is a several times difference in soul power between each level of a titled Douluo. Level ninety-seven and level ninety-six are not the same!

"what……"

Sword Douluo let out a wild roar, his body suddenly rose into the air, swung the transformed Seven Kills Sword, and slashed hard at the four major titles of Wuhun Palace.

"Boom--"

That silver sword energy cut through the sky like a meteor, carrying the invincible momentum of me. With one sword, the combined force of the four titles was broken, and the four of them were defeated in one breath.

"How can it be?!"

The four major titles in Wuhun Palace spurted blood and were shocked. They couldn't believe that Sword Douluo could suddenly burst out with such powerful strength and defeat the four of them by himself.

"Hahahaha, everyone from Wuhun Palace, Jian Chen takes his leave!"

Sword Douluo laughed loudly, and in the angry eyes of countless Wuhun Palace disciples, Yu Jian left gracefully.

In place, only a broken arm was left...