Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

And even if someone who is not afraid of death dares to come over, it will take some time, and the corpse of the sharp pig will also attract the opponent's attention.

For Daofeng, this is the safest place to absorb spirit rings.

He has already started to absorb the spirit ring.

Huge power was released from the soul ring, and the blade absorbed as much as possible, but most of it was still spilled.

The body is suffering from a huge impact, and the skin even begins to ooze blood...

An hour later.

Dao Feng opened his eyes, hooked the corner of his mouth, it was done!

Through the dense branches and leaves, the blade found that there was a wind wolf surrounded by the dead body of the sharp pig.

A little bit at a loss.

Dao Feng sniffled, frowned, looked at his body, smiled helplessly, and wanted to take a bath first.

"The river is a bit far away, but there is a lot of water in the soul guide, that's all."

Get up, jump away from here on the canopy.

His current soul power is seventeen... half?

Dao Feng remembered some information he had read in the book as he was walking, and he secretly made up his mind that he must not tell others the good news.

It's not for himself, it's because he doesn't want to hurt most people.

People, when you can be kind, it's better to be kind!

[If you have a recommendation ticket, I hope everyone can throw it here? (′?`?)]

Chapter 10 The first soul skill and in order to break through

Since the water source was not particularly sufficient, the blade simply dealt with it.Change clothes, go back and deal with it.

Keep cool.

Dao Feng now wants to see what effect this first soul skill has.

Summon the Martial Soul Blade!

"Nothing has changed, it's still so small and miniature, how can it kill the enemy?" Dao Feng rubbed his chin and thought.

Thinking of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass capable of countless changes, Dao Feng thought.

The blade immediately turned into a long sword.

Dao Feng curled his lips: "It's not cute at all."

just kidding.

Although the blade has a sacred taste, but the cold light bursts, making people unable to feel the slightest contempt in their hearts.

Dao Feng held it in his hand, and felt that it was really hard to find a sword that fit his heart better than this in the world.

Swinging the sword, every sword move flows smoothly.

After a set of sword skills, Dao Feng shouted "Hello, it's so perfect, this sword seems to be tailor-made for him, and it fits him perfectly!"

Dao Feng looked obsessively at this Wuhun with the most simple and unpretentious structure.

The fingers flowed back and forth on the blade, and the slightly cold blade imparted an extremely wonderful tactile sensation to the blade, as if water and milk blended together.

"Come on, old man, let me see what the first soul skill is."

A dark yellow soul ring rose from under Dao Feng's feet, Dao Feng stood holding a sword, and was about to swing the sword at the small tree in front of which the two could not embrace.

Dao Feng paused suddenly and scratched his head: "Forget it, what is cutting is not cutting, so why cut you."

After turning the direction, he raised his hand and waved the sword, and a white light quickly left the sword body.

"boom!"

A deep sword mark appeared on a boulder in the distance.

Dao Feng walked over to check and took a deep breath: "The soul power of the body has been directly drawn by one-twentieth of the power?!"

After picking up a splashed fragment from the ground, Dao Feng thought: "Although it can be released without intentional control, the power is somewhat scattered, and a large part of the power is wasted. If it can be improved, it would be a very good skill."

God bless, if any high-level soul master passed by and knew what Dao Feng was thinking, he would definitely slap him to death.

Master Dao, can you first see what other people's first soul skills look like before picking faults? !

"It should be adjustable. We'll talk about it when the time comes. For now, we should first find a way to raise our cultivation base to level [-]."

"This first soul skill is called the first sword, um, it's vivid."

I looked at the sky, it was noon.

"It seems that there is nothing to do, so find a corner to practice."

Dao Feng retracted the blade, and took out the handcrafted rag (yes, Dao Feng is such a ruthless man).

It’s not that Dao Feng doesn’t want to summon Ren in his hand all the time, of course Dao Feng likes the feeling that the human sword is integrated, and besides, Dao Feng can give Dao Feng more sense of security, it’s just...

After the summoning blade came out, Daofeng felt that the little soul power in his body was being pulled away bit by bit!