Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Dao Feng didn't turn his head back, he began to gather energy under his feet, shook his head and said with a smile: "I hate fighting and killing."

There is an extra ordinary sword in his right hand, which is made of black iron by himself.

Soul power blesses the sword.

One day's strength!

Two-day speed!

Three-day soul!

At the moment before Dao Feng was about to launch an attack, three colored streaks shot out from the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand and landed on Dao Feng.

Dao Feng only felt that there were three inexplicable forces in his body.

He still doesn't understand which one stays away.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"Thanks."

Move your feet!

His whole body rushed towards the pink girl who was less than ten meters away like a sharp arrow.

The first essence of group battles is to cause the greatest damage with the least amount of force!

Therefore, Blade chose to fight in close quarters!

Soul power poured into Blade and Black Iron!

In one confrontation, the two swords beheaded all six pink girls who rushed forward!

Ning Rongrong and Oscar couldn't see clearly what was going on there in the purple mist, they could only hear the sound of various sharp weapons breaking, heavy objects falling to the ground, and low-pitched roars...

But Flender, Zhao Wuji and Liu Erlong's attentions were all attracted to them.

There, it was a one-sided killing!

There are no soul skills, no fluctuating soul power, no bells and whistles, even the slightest overflow of soul power!

Two sharp swords waved in the hands of the blade.

With one swing and one stab, pink blood splashed and the corpse fell to the ground.

The blade kicked the corpse in front of him, and the three pink girls who jumped from the tree in front were hit by the flying corpse.

Backhand stab!

Attacking from behind, the pink girl estimated to be more than 700 years old sprayed a mouthful of purple mist.

The soul power self-blade the sword body to disperse the purple mist in the form of shock waves, and the blade pierced straight into the hideous mouth of the pink girl...

shave!

A pink girl who rushed from the side was split into two halves under the blade of the black iron.

Internal organs, blood splashed out...

Time goes by.

Zhu Zhuqing and the others felt that the pressure dropped suddenly, but they didn't understand the reason for a while.

But it's a good thing anyway.

"Dean, what's the matter with you?" Ning Rongrong looked worriedly at the three people who were staring in the direction of the blade with extremely serious expressions.

Flender waved his hand: "Nothing, don't worry."

Zhao Wou-ki's face was solemn: "Isn't this kid a bit too scary?"

Liu Erlong covered his mouth and looked there dully: "How could this child..."

The master said: "What happened?"

Flender smiled wryly and waved his hands: "You will know when it's over."

Ning Rongrong and Oscar were a little worried looking at the side of the blade, the footsteps coming from there were too messy, but there was no big movement.

Gives a weird feeling.

The corpses near the blade had already piled up.

Around, hundreds of pink girls with different levels of cultivation just surrounded them.

Daofeng flicked the two swords in his hand, the pink blood faded, and one was black and the other was white.

He looked at the layers of pink men around him and thought.

The hundreds of pink girls who gathered did not approach, fearing that they were going to swarm up, otherwise, the clothes might be torn.

This is made of silkworm ice silk, worth hundreds of gold soul coins!

Forget it, let's spend some soul power.

After a moment of thinking, the blade decided to be extravagant.

He wants to zoom in!