Douluo: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel happy, and he slowly gathered the Seven Kills Sword.

Although this word "kill" was his first kill, it also condensed his knowing blow.

He knew who his father lost to. It was the legendary Great Priest of Wuhun Palace, a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo. He came to challenge the opponent today, but he encountered obstacles, or blocked the way. guy.

Naturally, he could see the relationship between the girl and the big priest. It was a bit like a fight between two families.

Therefore, he has never given up on practicing his Seven Killing Sword and "Killing Word Technique", and today's first set of small combos was extremely smooth.

When you want to defeat someone too much, some unexpected potential can always burst out, just like Qian Renxue used the broken ninth-level soul guidance armor to activate the fourth revolution.

"Saintess, this move shouldn't make you hide." Sword Douluo said coldly, "Let us continue. Giving up midway is not the style of a swordsman."

Suddenly, there was a slight pain in his wrist. He stretched out his hand and shook it for no apparent reason, and another drop of blood spattered out.

Qian Renxue appeared and smiled slightly: "As for me, sometimes I hate sneak attacks. At the beginning, you attacked me directly when you disagreed with me, which frightened me. But your sword energy is really It’s too slow and nothing compared to the one you’re about to challenge.”

The experience she was talking about was when she was taking the Angel Divine Examination thousands of years ago, and she had to hold on to a stick of incense under the attack of Qian Daoliu. In the first round at that time, Qian Daoliu took action without warning and knocked her away.

"I've heard the story about your father challenging him. He later told me that your father had the so-called killing technique, but he didn't have anything of his own in it. So he and the Seven Kills Sword were just in the relationship between the soul master and the seven-kill sword. Can you understand the relationship between martial spirits?"

The corners of Sword Douluo's eyes twitched slightly, and he heard the meaning behind Qian Renxue's words. In fact, this was indeed the case for his father. Qian Daoliu used the soul power of his angel martial soul to block nine killing words in a row, and then the reverse shock injured his internal organs, resulting in his death.

"Could it be that the patches of fire that the saint just had were her own?" Sword Douluo said slowly.

"You should know my martial soul." Qian Renxue said lightly, "Actually, my fifth soul skill can also condense a sacred sword. And no matter which one I use, I can even give it to you casually. With my long sword, I can use the sword intent just now, but you can't. The so-called Killing Technique is just an ability bound to the Seven Kills Sword."

"You think that when you reach level ninety-six, you understand what the true fusion of a soul master and a martial soul is, but you are still far from it." Qian Renxue shook her head slightly.

"Is it the style of a swordsman to be aggressive?" Sword Douluo couldn't help but frown.

"You should know in your heart whether you are aggressive or loyal." Qian Renxue said casually, "To put it bluntly, in Douluo Continent, he is the real best swordsman in the world, but he has not shown his face for a long time. Let the world forget about him. In the world of swords, your status can only help him throw firewood into the forge."

"..." Sword Douluo was silent. He didn't refute because he knew what Qian Renxue said was right.

"After many years, I finally realized how my father felt back then." Sword Douluo nodded, "I am Sword Dao Chen Xin, do you know your name?"

"Qian Renxue." Qian Renxue said slowly, "The daughter of the current Pope and the granddaughter of the great minister."

"I remember that it was mentioned in a file of the Qibao Glazed Sect that the Pope had a daughter who died young in his early years. Based on her age, if she is still alive, and if she is you, she should be more than fourteen years old."

"The world is full of lies, and what you see may not be true." Qian Renxue smiled, "A weapon used for sneak attacks can be sold for millions of gold soul coins. That kind of thing can also Is it something a child can master?"

"I have learned my lesson." Sword Douluo nodded slightly, "However, please see my determination."

The two sides fell into an eerie silence. It seemed that no one wanted to be the first to swing the sword, as if the one who struck first would reveal a flaw.

Sword Douluo shouted loudly, breaking the silence. His Seven Killing Sword suddenly expanded in the wind, instantly creating a huge sword shadow that was hundreds of meters long and nearly thirty meters wide.

But this was not his means of attack, one after another, the word "kill" followed closely behind this huge sword shadow. Jian Douluo swung out six swords in a short period of time.

About nineteen years ago, the seventy-two-year-old Chen Xin witnessed the sudden death of his father. From his father's stories, he learned the necessary conditions to enter the peak Douluo from an ordinary Title Douluo. He didn't know if he could reach the height of level ninety-nine in his lifetime, but he knew that he had to at least defeat this young swordsman today.

Because he has sharpened himself for nineteen years for today, which is enough time to forge an ordinary piece of iron into the sharpest sword blade in the world. He wanted to use his actions to tell Qian Renxue that he would never be content to just be an ordinary person adding fuel to the fire.

So he struck out one blow after another, with a huge force, like a mountain collapsing.

Qian Renxue passed by his word of killing, and also poured out sword light like a rainstorm at Sword Douluo, and countless sword energies collided with each other. The power of light and flame met the word "kill", and the energy burst out cut the surrounding space, and the harsh sounds overlapped, sounding like the roar of thunder.

This is not the end. After the first round of fighting, the two sides passed each other again. The vibrations in the air were endless, and Qian Renxue's sword shadow seemed to have the shadow of a fire dragon roaring, and he forced Sword Douluo The attack is resolved.

She was not inferior to Sword Douluo in terms of strength at this time, and was even more skillful. When the swords and swords intertwined, each of her blows accurately hit the middle part of the Seven Kills Sword, similar to some ferocious beasts, " "The waist" is its weakest point.

After the battle, the Seven Kills Sword made a clear "ding--" sound, but this was not a long-lasting sound, but the connection of countless swings by Qian Renxue. When she was strong enough, It reached an unparalleled high speed, and there was no gap between each blow.

"Too slow." Qian Renxue's voice seemed to echo in Sword Douluo's ears.

The Seven Killing Sword was suppressed to the point where it was unable to breathe at this moment, and only Qian Renxue knew that when she used the Angel Holy Sword at this time, she did not show the suppression of the "artifact against the weapon soul". She was simply using her best strength. He fought with superb swordsmanship without even using soul skills.

Sword Douluo suddenly understood one thing at this moment, that is, he was able to achieve invincibility before, a large part of the reason was because of Ning Fengzhi's assistance. In terms of strength at level 16, it cannot become the so-called No. 1 offensive martial spirit in the world.

"You are to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect just as you are to the Spirit Hall." Qian Renxue could still speak at this time, and her voice appeared directly in Sword Douluo's mind, "So there is no relationship between us. There is such a thing as treating enemies as friends or treating each other with sympathy. If we fight today, one of us will definitely fall."

Qian Renxue suddenly stood about ten meters in front of Sword Douluo. At this distance, any sword could damage him, but Sword Douluo did not take action.

"Are you finally going to use your full strength?" Sword Douluo clenched his Seven Kills Sword, stabilizing it from its trembling state.

"But as a swordsman, I am willing to give you the greatest respect." Qian Renxue said slowly, "The next move is my greatest understanding of the so-called sword intention. Therefore, please use your strongest move. Fight and share life and death with me."

Sword Douluo nodded slowly, and the ninth star on his Seven Kills Sword lit up at this moment; and behind Qian Renxue, a huge golden halo also rose.

"Seven Kills Sword, nine kills combined into one, thirteen consecutive kills!" Sword Douluo shouted loudly, and the Seven Kills Sword in his hand turned into a giant sword, flew across the air, and slashed at Qian Renxue.

The ninety-one-year-old Sword Douluo felt like he had returned to his youth at this moment. This was a sword strike with all his strength and determination.

He named this move——

"God! Funeral!"

The huge halo behind Qian Renxue was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky at this moment.

Holy Wrath: Take life and death!

The second round of golden sun seemed to form a huge force field vortex at this moment, absorbing all the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and finally condensed it on the angel holy sword.

No sound appeared, and Sword Douluo slowly closed his eyes.

He kept the last scene firmly in his mind. The platinum-colored figure came behind him and stood in the firelight that looked like sunrise.