The Man Was In Douluo and Saved Zhu Zhuqing at the Start

　　 "War!"

　　 Qianjun and Jiang Mo came to Jian Douluo in no time. Two Coiling Dragon sticks, one up and down, one left and one right, respectively attack Xiang Jian Douluo.

　　 The two people cooperated seamlessly, and the attack was just right, and while attacking, it also sealed all Sword Douluo's retreat. Force it to shake them hard.

　　 On the other hand, Sword Douluo's combat experience is so rich, and he can see the intention in an instant. Can't help but sneer. "Heh. Three feet invincible in front of me. Have you ever thought of retreating?"

　　 Facing such a terrifying power, Sword Douluo didn't even use his spirit skills. He stood in place and simply hacked, cut, crossed, stab, and handed out one sword after another.

　　 The special thing is that it is extremely fast. The seven kills sword is like a silver light and shadow.

　　 "Ding Ding Dong Dong."

　　 Soon, the two Coiling Dragon sticks and the Seven Kill Sword touched together.

　　 But as Sword Douluo said, he couldn't break through to three feet in front of him at all.

　　 "The Chenxin's kendo attainments really reached its peak. Every move and every move can turn decay into magic."

　　 There are no shortage of masters in the field, and I can't help but feel ashamed when I see this.

　　 Think about it, under the terrifying offensive of Qianjun Jiang Demon, they have long turned into mud.

　　 Don't look at the simple way of fighting between the two sides to the extreme. But it contains a terrifying murderous intent.

However.

　　 This is just a representation. As the people of the time, Qianjun and Jiang Devil became more and more frightened. Both are almost full. Every stick has a mighty force, and with such a terrifying impact, Sword Douluo has never taken a step back.

　　 Even the level ninety-eight powerhouse who was the opponent at the beginning, is not so easy and freehand.

　　 Could it be that his strength would be above level ninety-eight?

How can it be.

　　 How could there be so many monsters that leapfrogged and challenged Douluo Continent at once.

　　 "He must be pretending to be bracing, let's work harder!"

　　 Qianjun has cold eyes. It seems to penetrate everything.

　　 Sword Douluo was speechless.

　　Is it what I wear! ? Obviously you are too weak, OK!

　　 If I don’t crush you, I’m sorry to have been with the boss for so long. Those precious treasures have been washing the essence many times!

　　 Now, his power.

　　 I am afraid!

　　 "The Raptors go to sea."

　　 I saw, Qianjun, Jiang Mo suddenly withdrew from a hundred meters away, and then suddenly charged forward.

　　 Due to excessive force.

　　 The ground was trampled out, cracks several meters in diameter.

　　 The sixth spirit ring on the two of them was set on their respective Coiling Dragon sticks with lightning speed.

　　 Then, the two figures disappeared. It was replaced by two golden dragons with a length of more than ten meters.

　　 Majesty.

　　 powerful.

　　 is unmatched.

　　 makes people feel chilly.

　　 "Guru."

　　 Many people have their Adam's apple rolling, swallowing their saliva fiercely. It took such a moment. These two golden pieces were entangled and launched a more rapid attack.

　　 There is a kind of power that destroys the world.

　　 "Good job!"

　　 Sword Douluo was not surprised but rejoiced. "Sixth Soul Ability: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

　　 Suddenly, tens of thousands of terrifying silver-white sword energy swept around like a storm centered on him.

　　 is terrifying.

　　 "Huh? His sword spirit. It seems to be a blade of grass?"

　　 Suddenly, Ghost Douluo on the head of the city made a sound of doubt.

　　 But no one of the other elders paid any attention to him, they all stared at the figure of Jian Douluo.

　　 for fear of missing the wonderful picture.

　　 ultimate move is about to appear.

　　 I saw Sword Douluo holding the sword in both hands and raising it high, and countless silver-white sword auras gathered in mid-air into a strangely shaped sword.

　　 This is really strange.

　　 As we all know, there are two forms of Wan Jian, one sword and Wan Jian. Corresponding to a very strong single and very strong group attack.

　　 The giant sword made as a single body should normally be a seven-kill sword magnified countless times.

　　 Available now. It seems to be mutated.

　　 Because, this sword...looks like a blade of grass?

　　 did not give people too much consideration. In the flash of lightning, the weird giant sword has been slashed down.

　　 I saw two golden dragons coiled together, and they were silently divided in half under this sword.

　　 At the same time, Qianjun and Jiangmo fell from the light and shadow.

　　 The two faces were extremely pale.

　　 Obviously the soul abilities were broken, and it was uncomfortable.

　　 "Hiss... Kendo Chenxin lives up to its reputation."

　　 At this moment, no one thought that the other party would defeat the other party's spirit ability with this sword.

　　 Ninety-seven strength is so strong?

　　 doesn't give people much time to think. Qianjun, Jiang Mo again displayed a terrifying soul ability.

　　 "Seventh Soul Ability: Wuhun Real Body!"

　　 "The Ninth Soul Ability: Shake the sky and the earth."

　　 I saw two huge pillars towering up, as if connecting the sky and the earth, with a golden dragon hovering on them.

　　 For a time, the situation changed color.

　　 "For decades, these two people have made good progress in their cultivation. Although they are not at level 97, they are not far apart."

　　 On the Wuhun City, Bibi Dong slowly gave his evaluation.

　　 She is not happy anymore.

　　 Temple of Worship is the confidant of the Great Worship of Qian Daoliu. The stronger the opponent is, the more unfavorable it is to rule the Wuhun Hall.

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At this time, Qianjun Douluo’s voice resounded throughout the world: "Chenxin, now I’ll give you a chance. Now it’s too late to stop and hand over the Poison Douluo. This move, my brothers may not be able to grasp it. Don't say it's you, even a level ninety-eight powerhouse, you have to drink hate!"

　　 Now, no one will doubt.

　　 "Dust Heart Mianxia..."

　　 Dugu Bo moved a little in the distance. He could feel the deadly danger hidden in Qianjun's spirit ability to lower the demons.

　　 In this regard, he cannot watch others take risks for himself.

　　 If I am a poor person, how would I be afraid of these stinky fish and prawns... It's a pity that I am ashamed of Mr. Lin's cultivation of me.

　　 There is nothing to report.

　　 However, when everyone thought Chen Xin was about to bow their heads.

　　 He laughed.

　　 "Old poison, are you too pessimistic. There is also the suzerain~www.NovelMTL.com~ we will not be in danger. Besides..."

　　 Sword Douluo talk suddenly stagnated here. Then, looking at the two Optimus Pillars, he smiled slightly: "Besides, I also have a sword. If I cut it out, I am afraid! You said it was a coincidence?"

　　 "Arrogant."

　　 "Arrogant."

　　 Two cold shouts, with endless chills.

　　 Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the two Optimus Pillars slowly collapsed.

　　 For a time, the earth shook, and many people found it difficult to stand firm. Even Wuhun City began to shake.

　　 is like the sky falling down.

　　 "One of my swords can cut the sun, the moon and the stars. But it's only the Optimus Pillar, let me cut it!"

　　 Jian Douluo's eyes were cold, and the horizontal sword was on his chest. The left hand passed on the Seven Kill Sword.

　　 Suddenly, countless bright runes flashed. When people's eyes fell on it, two words came to mind.

　　 Sharp!

　　 This represents unmatched sharpness.

　　 I saw, Sword Douluo swept across with one sword.

　　 A huge crack appeared between the sky and the earth, and the two Optimus pillars were cut off, two points up and down.

　　 At this moment, there is no sound, and time has stopped.

　　 "I'm not mistaken. That's a space...a crack?"

　　 "How many years have you seen such a strong person."

　　 "Is this really the strength that level 98 can show?"

　　 For a while, when Ghost Douluo exclaimed. Bibi Dong suddenly said, "No, this is not level 98!"

What?

　　 This is less than level ninety-eight?

　　 When everyone is in a daze.

　　Bibi Dong sighed slightly. "Such attacks have reached level ninety-nine. Sword Douluo deserves to be among the same level, killing Wushuang!"