Douluo Soul Emperor

Ah Fei glanced at Qian Beiwan, with a fighting spirit in his eyes, and said: "Okay, I came here today just to see how much you, this guy who has made money out of the world, weighs."

"A Fei, we're not ready yet." Shangguan Charming on the side quickly took A Fei's arm.

Seeing such a beautiful woman pressing her plump breasts tightly against A Fei's arm, Qian Beiwan was full of jealousy and said viciously: "Don't make excuses if you don't have the guts."

Gently breaking free from Shangguan's charming lotus-rooted arms, Ah Fei jumped up, flew down from the teahouse, and stood in the middle of a square outside the teahouse.

After snorting at Liu Ding, Qian Beiwan also stepped down from the teahouse with one step in the air. This was a counterattack against Liu Ding's Linghe stepping down just now.

Liu Ding shook his head. If A Fei hadn't arrived, Qian Beiwan, who was in trouble, would have slapped him and sent him flying out of the teahouse.

Seeing Qian Beiwan coming through the air and landing ten feet away in front of him, Ah Fei slowly pulled out his sword.

This pitch-black sword is still without a sheath, a handle, or an edge.

However, it is naturally not the same as the Sealed Sky-Shaking Sword that A Fei sent back to Liu Ding.

Liu Ding thought of the Bifang Claw that he had snatched from Zhao Bifang. If he gave it to A Fei, it would definitely improve his sword skills to a higher level. After all, it was a treasure.

But Liu Ding just thought about it and gave up.

First of all, this time is just to warm up the fighting spirit, and it is better to put the things at the bottom of the box on the day of the Talisman Competition.

Secondly, this is Zhao Bifang's treasure. If he takes it out rashly, it will cause a lot of trouble for A Fei, so he should deal with it briefly before talking about it.

"Let's show off the scraps of copper and iron." Qian Beiwan said disdainfully to A Fei's sword, raised his hand, and flew away with a green arcing wind blade, taking the lead in launching the attack.

There are no fancy skills, A Fei blocks it with a horizontal sword.

This green sword light, which symbolized the strength of the Four Cauldron Grandmasters in the Beast Soul Realm, suddenly exploded and disappeared without a trace.

"it is good"

A chorus of cheers came from the mouths of the people who followed closely to watch the battle.

Ah Fei was actually able to withstand the green sword light of the Four Cauldron Grandmasters, which made their low self-confidence suddenly doubled.

Qian Beiwan was also slightly surprised. It seemed that Wolf Afei's strength was not as bad as his cousin Mo Liang said.

"You also take a blow from my sword"

A Fei turned into an afterimage, the man and the sword merged into one, a flying fairy in the sky. There was no soul smoke, no beast soul, and no need for a sword rainbow.

The sword is not outstanding, but A Fei's afterimage gives people a vague illusion, as if he himself is a wolf.

Qian Beiwan's expression finally changed, but Ah Fei's attack was too fast and he had no time to use his weapon. He could only burst out orange soul energy from his whole body, forming an energy armor suit.

"puff"

Ignoring the defense, Ah Fei directly broke through Qian Beiwan's orange energy armor with a sword, knocked it away, and stabbed him in the chest with the sword.

Shaking his body, Qian Beiwan took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood with a pop.

Everyone who held their breath suddenly cheered:

"We won, A Fei won"

"You little bug from Fengxiang, get out of Chi County."

However, Qian Beiwan spat out another mouthful of blood-stained saliva and said, "A mere brute sword wanted to hurt me. I just asked him to give in."

"Whoops, who was in such a state of embarrassment and vomiting blood just now?" the onlookers expressed their contempt.

Liu Ding was also slightly surprised. Although A Fei's sword was not fancy, it was extremely lethal and failed to pierce Qian Beiwan's chest.

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p; After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he could see that Qian Beiwan was wearing a piece of soft armor of treasure level.

They were all armed up to their underwear, so of course they couldn't be pierced by Ah Fei's magic sword.

"Wolf bastard, since you used the magic sword, let's show you the truth in the way of swordsmanship." A complete rogue, Qian Beiwan finally used his weapon, a long sword with flowing blue light.

"It's a treasure again." Liu Ding was stunned.

"Wolf bastard, I gave you a blow with my sword just now. If you dare, let me strike with my sword too. I promise I won't stab a hole in your body."

He was so shameless that he couldn't avoid it, so he actually said that he had to give up the sword.

The audience's eyes were still sharp and they spat one after another.

"The clear water returns to the tide"

Qian Beiwan was not willing to give up. He swung out his sword, and the soul energy that was originally stirred by green light extended to the sword, and suddenly rolled up blue waves, rolling in waves, sweeping towards Ah Fei.

"Whoa Whoah"

It was like a giant wave sweeping over the rocks crazily, sending out a shocking tsunami.

However, at this time, A Fei suddenly felt like he was crazy. His ears stood up and he heard a sound that others could not hear.

That green sword, with the faint sound of howling wolves, fascinated him, confused him, and made him yearn for it.

"Be careful." Liu Ding's face changed slightly. He also felt the wolf's voice hidden in this green sword.

Seeing that Ah Fei still couldn't extricate himself from it, he was so anxious that he let out a thunderous roar, which woke up Ah Fei who was in confusion.

His scattered eyes finally regained his focus, and Qian Beiwan's green sword had already been slashed down on the head.

急退

raise sword

But it was still half a step too late.

There was just a bang sound, and the edgeless black sword in A Fei's hand was broken into two pieces.

"hiss"

There was a sound of cutting through the skin of clothes, and a deep sword mark was made on A Fei's chest by the green sword.

"A Fei" Shangguan exclaimed charmingly, rushed forward, stretched out his snow-white arms, and hugged A Fei tightly, who was still feeling pain.

"go to hell"

There was an inexplicable smell of vinegar, as strong as a vinegar bottle being smashed. Qian Beiwan's face was filled with ferociousness, and he stabbed out with another sword.

"enough."

A faint voice suddenly sounded in Qian Beiwan's ears, like a thunderous explosion, which shocked his soul and almost caused him to drift away. He was unsteady in holding the sword and almost fell.

In shock, Qian Beiwan suddenly turned around and stabbed horizontally with his sword. However, the sword missed, and Liu Ding, who almost frightened his courage, was not beside him at all. The old god was still standing ten feet away.

"I'm pretending to be a ghost, trying to scare your uncle." Feeling very embarrassed, Qian Beiwan yelled viciously, "You big talker, come up and fight with me if you dare."

"You're a scumbag, but you're not worthy of challenging me. Go away."

Liu Ding raised his hand, and an orange slap seemed to appear from his palm.

This slap, struck by the wind, became bigger and bigger, like a big handprint covering the sky.

"A second-level master of the Orange Beast Soul Realm dares to embarrass himself in front of a fourth-level master."

Although he was a little surprised by Liu Ding's strength, Qian Beiwan was completely relieved. After all, many legends about Liu Ding were too exaggerated and evil.

With a cold smile, Qian Beiwan clenched his fist and faced the big handprint from Zhetian. With a bang, a cyan fist phantom also rose into the air and turned into a giant hammer.

The slap of the Second Cauldron Grandmaster was compared to the fist of the Fourth Cauldron Grandmaster.

Many people's faces have changed drastically. Can they bear it?