Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Once there is a conflict, your old miraculous skills are world-class? You are safe and sound, but what about me, a young soul master in the world?"

Looking at Dao Feng's big eyes with a hint of resentment in them? Meteor couldn't help but blush.

He had overlooked this point.

But admitting mistakes or something - don't even think about it!

"Cough? Then use your boy's method, but take it easy."

Daofeng smiled faintly: "Well, I can judge the direction by sensing the location of the soul card handed over to Zhuqing. Although it consumes mental power? But it is still acceptable."

Then close your eyes? Start perception.

Only then did Meteor suddenly realize that this kid's method is this!

However, this method does consume a lot of mental power. The farther the distance, the more barriers there are, and the more terrifying the consumption...

"Found it? The soul card is here, let's go."

Seeing Dao Feng stepping into the snow curtain with a sword? Meteor quickly followed.

"Little knife, are you going in the wrong direction? This is the way back!"

"That's right? Let's go back and discuss with Meng Xingchen before we come in."

"Uh...Little Daozi, although the old man also wants you to turn around? But you were so handsome and decisive when you left? Turning back now is very embarrassing."

Blade didn't look back.

"Face? How many spirit stones per catty? My knife is short of everything but not short of face? Do you always want to wholesale?"

"This……"

Meteor doesn't know how to answer the conversation, don't young people have a good face?Especially when there is a woman around, and even more especially when there is a woman you like.

"Let's go, old man."

"Oh."

One person and one sword quickly walked through the snow curtain.

The blade stepped on the snow like a swallow, breaking through the snow curtain and rushing towards that little light in the sea of ​​consciousness!

He also wants to be calm and unrestrained when he kills someone, but he can't. Now his spiritual power is flowing like water, and there is no room for delay!

As for face, what is that?

The sea of ​​consciousness showed that Zhu Zhuqing was less than thirty miles away, but the thirty miles in a straight line was not as short as imagined.

Narrow vision, unknown road conditions.

The blade and the mottled ancient sword walked side by side.

When the foot landed, Dao Feng looked down.

Due to inertia, it was too late to stop.

Step into the air!

"Small knife!"

Dao Feng's whole body fell into the snow...

"fine."

Blade's calm voice came over.

He was standing on an ice pick that was so sharp that it could easily pierce him.

Everyone thought that his pair of cloth shoes were made of exquisite materials, in line with his temperament, and to accentuate his handsomeness!

But few people know that there is an alloy pick on the bottom of this cloth shoe!

This weight will not affect his movement speed, but his defense is amazing!

Soul power gushed out from under his feet, and the huge thrust sent him up.

The fourth soul skill - Sword Wing!

Blade's eyes in flight were full of indifference.

How could the spiritual power be lost faster and faster...

Can't delay any longer!

There is no need to save the soul power used!

Under the infusion of soul power, the holy sword wings turned into a stream of light and went away with the blade.

In the chaotic and powerful cold current, flying is not easy, but at least there is no terrain restriction, and the speed has increased a lot.

"boom!"

The flying blade was directly blasted into a small hill by a powerful airflow.

It's not that Daofeng doesn't want to hide, it's just that the power flow that pours down the sky is generated too fast, but the area covered is not as wide as usual...

Since there was no threat at all, the spiritual sense did not warn.