Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"chichi"

Even with the deceleration of the demon wolf's wings, the falling force still couldn't be completely offset. Together, they fell to the ground at a speed of at least a hundred miles per hour.

"Boom"

After a loud noise, a series of smoke appeared deep in the forest, dragging on the ground for hundreds of meters before stopping.

"Brother Jian"

Ning Rongrong ran with all her strength in the direction where Qin Jian and Gale Demon Wolf fell, and it took a full 5 minutes to arrive.

By this time, the smoke and dust had slowly dissipated.

Ning Rongrong and all the outside eyes focused on the past.

Then he saw the huge body of the Wind Demon Wolf lying on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

On its back, Qin Jian stood unsteadily with a purple long sword.

"Brother Jian, are you okay?" Ning Rongrong said anxiously.

Qin Jian turned his head and saw Ning Rongrong's small figure below.

He slowly showed a smile: "Rong Rong, give this devil wolf a quick stab, it's about to die."

"Are you okay?"

Ning Rongrong seemed to have not heard anything and was about to climb up.

"I'm fine"

Qin Jian said helplessly: "I just lost my strength. You should make up for it quickly, otherwise my efforts will be in vain."

Ning Rongrong felt relieved, then quickly took out a dagger from the magic guide and walked towards the head of the magic wolf.

"Roar"

But just when she was about to strike again, the dying demon wolf suddenly bared its teeth, startling Ning Rongrong.

"bang"

At this moment, Qin Jian stepped on the head of the demon wolf and said fiercely: "I'm going to die, so why should I be so fierce?"

"Rongrong's last strike"

His tone didn't have time to change, and Ning Rongrong's fierce look frightened him so much that he almost threw the dagger away.

"Uh Rongrong, I'm not against you."

Qin Jian was ashamed.

He found that the sword was worthy of being a killing weapon. Every time the battle was fierce, he would be affected by the martial spirit and become murderous.

"oh oh"

Ning Rongrong hurriedly stepped forward.

This time, nothing happened again. With one strike, she killed the last remaining vitality of the demon wolf.

Then, a golden soul ring lit up.

Outside the soul hunting ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief until now.

This series of changes was so thrilling that they didn't even dare to breathe.

After watching it all, I still can’t relax completely until now.

"Jian'er, this kid, also has a murderous spirit in his bones. No wonder he awakened a sword-shaped martial spirit."

Sword Douluo had not put away his Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun until now.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said: "Originally, when I saw him calmly intervening in other people's fights, I regretted that he was not a control-type soul master, but now when I see him hunting soul beasts, it's just..."

He paused and said with a smile: "He is simply a born attack-type soul master, and he is a perfect match for Rongrong."

Sword Douluo glanced at him and felt that his sect master seemed to particularly like Qin Jian now.

"Fengzhi, you don't want to give it to Jian'er and Rongrong," he tried.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said: "Although being a father may make me feel a little uncomfortable, Qin Jian really did the best for Rongrong. Whether it was yesterday or today, I feel that there is nothing to hesitate about."

Sword Douluo lowered his eyes, not knowing what expression to show.

One is his direct disciple, and the other is the treasure of the whole sect. If they get engaged, it will really be a match made in heaven.

It's a pity that Qin Jian is a hundred-year-old soul beast, and he also possesses the Nine Tests of Emotions, which is a heartbreaking existence of its own.

If they were really tied together now, he really didn't know how many entanglements would arise in the future.

Not to mention all the comments and exclamations from the outside world, inside Ning Rongrong finally began to absorb her second soul ring.

900 years is just her limit.

So although her body kept shaking, she still managed to hold on.

until half an hour later

"Brother Jian, I succeeded."

Ning Rongrong stood up neatly, and a bright yellow soul ring rose from her feet.

"My second soul skill consumes about the same amount of soul power as my first soul skill. What increases is the speed."

Ning Rongrong's words made Qin Jian's eyes light up.

Generally speaking, the later the soul skill becomes, the more powerful it will be and the more soul power will be consumed.

The reason why Ning Rongrong got such a result should be because the higher the level of the soul ring she absorbed, the higher the level of the soul ring she absorbed, the lower the required soul power would be.

"It's worth my efforts to get you this soul beast."

Qin Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Ning Rongrong rushed over and hugged him: "Hehe, thank you Brother Jian."

Qin Jian touched her little head: "Okay, it's time for us to go out, they are probably waiting for us."

When they walked out of the soul hunting ground hand in hand, they saw everyone looking at them.

To be more precise, they all looked at Qin Jian.

Even though he was in ragged clothes and disgraced at the moment, no one laughed at him.

Even Huo Wu and Yu Tianxin, who had been enemies before, had nothing to say at this moment, because the scene where Qin Jian hunted the Wind Demon Wolf in the end was so thrilling that it still left them with lingering fears.

"Qin Jian, Ning Rongrong, congratulations on getting the soul ring you wanted."

Meng Shenji first congratulated them, and then said to everyone: "Then this session of soul hunting ends here. I wish all students to achieve higher achievements in the future."

After he said this, without waiting for everyone to disperse, he and the two education committee members lowered their heads and hurriedly walked to one side.

That look showed that he was clearly hiding from someone.

But what to be afraid of.

"Three education committee members, don't be too busy leaving."

At this time, Sword Douluo walked up a few steps with his arms crossed: "We forgot about our scheduled sparring session."

The crowd who were originally planning to disperse their eyes suddenly lit up when they heard this.

Battles between a peak Douluo and three Contras are rare.

Meng Shenji and the other three turned around with sad faces. Their plan of sneaking away was ruined.

"Although they went through twists and turns this time, Jian'er and Rongrong still got what they wanted, so I won't embarrass you."

The nine soul rings on Sword Douluo's body lit up: "You just take my sword."

Meng Shenji and the other three looked at each other, and then nodded together.

If they don't even dare to take a sword from Sword Douluo, then their old faces will be lost in front of the students.

Of the three members of the education committee, two were control type Contras, and one was a defense type. A full attack might not be able to block Sword Douluo's moves.

"Jian'er, watch carefully, this is the true union of man and sword."

Sword Douluo's figure slowly floated into the air, the sword in his right hand pointed to the sky, and the Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun appeared above his head.

"Clearly"

The endless sword energy turned into flying sword shadows, covering a mile in radius.

"Chong"

The next moment, like a hundred birds flying towards the phoenix, all the sword energy gathered on the central main sword, the Seven Killing Sword Wuhun.

"buzz"

A giant sword several hundred meters long suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes