Douluo: the white tiger is proud of the world

The God's Punishment Silver Spear in Ye Xuan's hand waved, and gun flowers appeared on the tip of the spear, directly attacking Xiangchen's heart.

The long sword in Chen Xin's hand was just a simple swing, but the moment it collided with the silver gun, it made a clanking sound. Ye Xuan only felt a huge force coming from the silver gun to his hand, which shook his hands a little. tingling.

Looking at Chen Xin, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him.His body seemed to turn into an unsheathed sword, becoming one with the long sword in his hand.

Although he just stood there quietly and didn't speak.But just standing there, he still gave people a feeling that he was the only one in the universe.

"Is this the intention of the sword?" Ye Xuan sighed in his heart, but the silver spear in his hand did not stop at all, and he swung it faster and faster. Each spear was directed at the vital points of Chen Xin's body, completely abandoning defense. Just a blind attack.

The long sword in Chen Xin's hand was not slow at all, and his defense was flawless, but he had no intention of attacking and was just defending blindly.

The sound of clashing weapons continued to be heard in the field, and Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, Ye Xishui, and Tie Xiong were also watching quietly.

"Uncle Gu, what do you think of Xiaoxuan?" Ning Fengzhi looked at the competition in front of him and asked Gu Rong behind him.

"Very good, very smart. He knew that he could not defend himself, so he abandoned defense and switched to strong attack. It's just that compared with that old guy Chen Xin, he lacked a third of the natural artistic conception." There was a little bit of emotion in Gu Rong's voice. Appreciated.

Ye Xishui and Tiexiong remained silent. Ning Rongrong came over at some point and sat on the steps at the door, watching without blinking.

After Ning Fengzhi saw Ning Rongrong, he looked at Ye Xuan and Ye Xishui, and quickly calculated his thoughts. Finally, he smiled gently and went out to tell his disciples to prepare for the banquet.

Chen Xin, who was competing in the field, blocked Ye Xuan's silver spear with a sword and said slowly: "You have not realized the meaning, but your understanding of the meaning is enough. The last step that is missing is yours." The original heart, the heart and the mind are different, how can you understand the mind?" Chen Xin's voice was like a sharp blade, cutting Ye Xuan's heart.

When Ye Xuan heard this, he stopped moving and looked at the God's Silver Spear of Punishment in his hand, with a confused look in his eyes. He didn't understand what Chen Xin's words meant.

"Follow your original intention. There is only so much I can say. Whether you can understand the artistic conception depends on yourself." After saying this, Chen Xin remained silent and did not attack. He just watched quietly. .

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and meditated, the white tiger martial spirit appeared in his mind, and what appeared in the white tiger's eyes was the fighting spirit, and the killing intent exuded from his body, but this killing intent seemed to be firmly controlled by the white tiger.

After staring at the white tiger for a long time, Ye Xuan suddenly chuckled. The white tiger is good at fighting and killing, but he has been suppressing the white tiger's fighting and killing intent, so how can he realize the existence of intention.

Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and said with a faint smile: "I will no longer suppress your fighting and killing intentions. The white tiger is coming. Its momentum is irreversible and unstoppable. The gods will give way and the Buddhas will retreat."

The white tiger seemed to hear Ye Xuan's voice and let out a roar, his voice full of joy, and rushed directly towards Ye Xuan.

In the outside world, Ye Xuan opened his eyes. The arrogance in his eyes had not diminished at all, but there was endless fighting and killing intent in his arrogance. The white tiger of the martial spirit could not help but show up, roaring to the sky, and the sound shook the whole world.

He took back his martial spirit and spun the God's Silver Punishment Spear in his hand, pointing directly at Chen Xin. "Thank you, senior, for your advice. I have a move, please review it, senior."

Chen Xin seemed to be interested, and said calmly, "You can use it to your heart's content, even if you use your soul power, it doesn't matter."

The God's Silver Spear of Punishment in Ye Xuan's hand stabbed straight out, just a simple stab, but the God's Silver Spear of Punishment seemed to turn into a white tiger with wings on its back. The pressure on the white tiger was like an abyss and a prison, making it impossible to dodge. It can be taken head-on, and there seems to be endless murderous intent hidden in it.

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes and slashed out with the sword in his hand. Killing intent seemed to form wherever the sword passed.

"The outcome has been decided!" Ye Xishui said indifferently, and directly picked up a cup of tea and drank it. With her Ultimate Douluo's eyesight, she could naturally tell the outcome of this attack.

There was a crisp clang, and the moment the silver spear collided with the long sword, the long sword in Chen Xin's hand shattered, and the God's Punishment Silver Spear in Ye Xuan's hand also stopped.

He put the Divine Punishment Silver Spear back into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, put the right hand holding the silver spear behind his back, and said with some respect: "Thank you, senior, for your advice!"

"The sword is broken. You won this competition." Chen Xin walked directly towards the hall, not caring about the outcome of the competition.

Ye Xuan also headed towards the hall, but his hands behind him were shaking a little, and there were some traces of blood.

He had taken a trick in this competition. What Chen Xin had in his hand was just an ordinary long sword, and the God's Silver Spear of Punishment he used was a divine weapon. Although the destructive energy in it was not used, it was not comparable to that of an ordinary long sword.

Chen Xin came to the door and hugged Ning Rongrong directly. The indifferent expression on his face disappeared, and he treated Ning Rongrong like an old man treating his granddaughter.

"Grandpa Jian, I'm hungry!" Ning Rongrong's voice was crisp and sweet.

"Fengzhi, it's already dinner time. Why haven't you prepared any food yet? What should I do if Rongrong is so hungry?"

"The banquet is ready. Xiaoxuan, Senior Death God, and this titled Crown Prince, please come and have some." Ning Fengzhi's eyes were on Ye Xuan. As long as Ye Xuan nodded in agreement, the other two people would Will not object.

"Since Uncle Ning invited me, Aunt Ye, Tie Xiong, let's go have some food too!" Ye Xuan's voice sounded very calm. He was not just here to compete with Kendo Chenxin today.

"Yes, Young Master, Your Majesty." Ye Xishui and Tie Xiong agreed and followed Ye Xuan.

Ning Fengzhi led the way and soon came to a room. The tables in the room were filled with all kinds of delicacies. After everyone sat down, Ye Xuan took off the mask on his face and started to taste.

Ning Fengzhi seemed to ask casually: "Xiaoxuan, I'm curious, which sect or family can cultivate a genius like you?"

"I have not joined any sect, nor am I a descendant of a noble family, but I want to establish a sect myself." Ye Xuan said very calmly, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

"Well, with Senior Death here, it is more than enough to establish a sect on his own. However, establishing a sect requires huge funds, a good sect position, and many soul masters. It is impossible for Senior Death to do everything himself. "

"Xiao Xuan, it may be difficult for you to succeed in your sect alone." Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.