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Sword Douluo? ? ?
When he woke up, Zeng Yi instantly remembered that he had indeed pretended to be his disciple before.
But what's going on? Didn't I just use your name for a while? As for coming here in person like this? Young people, what's wrong with casually getting high? This is all understandable. Who has never been young or bragged?
Why do you want me to get high? Why bother me like this?
"Senior is Sword Douluo?" Zeng Yi asked with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.
"What do you think?" Sword Douluo sneered.
After receiving the confirmation, Zeng Yi's mood sank again. Sure enough, a person should be down-to-earth and not brag or talk nonsense. Now it's fine, the real owner came to settle the score.
This time, Zeng Yi fell silent.
I just said it casually, but the real owner, Sword Douluo, came to visit me. That shows that things here are not simple. Could it be possible that this Sword Douluo really came all the way here to accept him as his disciple?
If that were the case, Zeng Yi would laugh to death.
He seems to be able to hug such thick thighs!
Although in the original work, this Sword Douluo is a decent character who belongs to the protagonist's side, but who knows if he will kill himself. After all, that is just the current real world, pros and cons. Who can tell clearly?
Who stipulates that Wuhun Palace is an evil force? And the alliance between these two empires and these sects are partners of justice?
Don't be kidding. In this world, there is no right or wrong. Whoever has the biggest fist and the last laugh is the one who is just.
Sword Douluo?
When Yanque heard this title, she was extremely shocked. She didn't dare to think that the old man in front of her was actually a titled Douluo. That is the highest honor of a soul master, a legendary existence! Now, it actually appeared in front of him. This makes Yan Que very unbelievable, and this titled Douluo may also be an enemy.
Thinking of this, Yan Que's hands holding the sword hilt began to tremble slightly.
"Senior, what do you want?" Zeng Yi asked in a deep voice.
"how?"
Sword Douluo curled his lips, and the next moment, his body disappeared from the spot.
So fast!
This speed made Zeng Yi unable to detect any trace of the trajectory, and he was extremely shocked.
Then, Sword Douluo's figure appeared at the same location again, and this time, there was another figure. Those were his apprentice, Yan Que, caught by this Sword Douluo, and Xiao Ju on Yan Que's body.
"Master!"
She was controlled instantly, which made Yan Que extremely panicked, and she looked at her master for help. Xiaoju, on the other hand, was also frightened. She stood on Yan Que's shoulder and grinned at Sword Douluo, warily guarding against this person.
"This is still a little soul beast, haha." Seeing Xiao Ju's body exuding faint fluctuations of soul power, Sword Douluo smiled faintly.
Then, Sword Douluo's soul power shook slightly, and Yan Que and Xiao Ju fell to the ground helplessly.
"Yanque! Xiaoju! Bastard, what did you do?"
Seeing this scene, Zeng Yi felt extremely angry, and his soul power instantly came out of his body. Three soul rings rose up from the soles of his feet, one purple, one yellow, and one purple. They shone and danced around his body, exuding terrifying and surging soul power fluctuations. The aura soared into the sky, like a divine sword being unsheathed, and the sharp aura was approaching this Sword Douluo.
So what if a titled Douluo hurts someone important to him, even if he dies, he still has to chew off a layer of his skin.
Zeng Yi's instant burst of momentum made Sword Douluo feel a little frightened. Not to mention the soul power, just the sharp sword power alone, he is definitely a master of swordsmanship. Moreover, there are two purple soul rings, and the soul power fluctuations emitted by those soul rings are almost beyond the age limit. Although I had already investigated this boy's information, I was still a little shocked when I saw him in person.
It is unimaginable that this person actually practiced alone.
Although he was very dissatisfied with this young man, his swordsmanship talent and strength were enough for him to become his disciple. In other words, he still got a bargain.
If other people had a disciple like this, they would laugh to death even in their dreams.
However, since his sect has fallen into a big dilemma because of him, this person should still suffer a little.
Sword Douluo thought to himself, and then said: "I just made them faint."
Hearing what Sword Douluo said, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel relieved, but he was still wary of him.
“However, I don’t know what will happen next.”
As soon as these words came out, Zeng Yi felt cold again.
"Let's attack with all our strength." Sword Douluo said calmly with his hands behind his back.
Sure enough, you still don’t plan to let me go? Thinking in his mind, he looked at Sword Douluo with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
"Young man can fight senior, but I hope senior can let Yan Que and Xiao Ju go. Please."
This surprised Sword Douluo because he could feel a will to die from Zeng Yi.
Aren't you afraid of death? What a funny guy.
A smile appeared on Sword Douluo's indifferent face. He really wanted to see how strong the sword his future disciple could slash with the will to die was.
"Okay." Sword Douluo spat out two words gently, and a fierce aura spread out from his body, like a divine sword unsheathed. The peerless sword intent pressed against Zeng Yi, making him unbearable, and his body was shaking. I couldn't help but tremble.
"Thank you, senior." Zeng Yi felt relieved after hearing Sword Douluo's assurance. It doesn't matter if he dies, but Xiao Yanque and Xiao Ju can't be harmed.
and......
Zeng Yi's hand holding the hilt of Lan Qie's sword was also trembling slightly. This is not fear, but excitement!
Sword Douluo, Sword Dao Chen Xin, the strongest swordsman in Douluo Continent, a person who stands at the top of the sword in this world, it is really exciting to be able to fight with such a person!
It would be no regret to die in the hands of such a swordsman.
Looking down at his martial soul, Lan Qie, it was also trembling slightly, expressing its excitement.
"Let's develop the most gorgeous sword together..."
Zeng Yi murmured, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Sword Douluo, with a strong sense of madness in his eyes, and his sword intent soared.
Seeing the madness in Zeng Yi's eyes, and the sharp sword force instantly breaking through his own aura suppression, Sword Douluo couldn't help but admire this young man.
Facing a titled Douluo, he could still muster such fighting spirit. He had to admire this young man's spirit.
Moreover, one can see in his eyes his fearless pursuit of swordsmanship.
This is the crazy meaning that only a true sword fanatic would have.
This made Sword Douluo think of his father, who would fearlessly challenge even death for the sake of the highest realm.
The soul rings on Zeng Yi's body shone one after another, and the soul skills were activated. The second soul skill, Selfless Sword Heart, and the third soul skill, Sword Domain!
The powerful increase in strength, fierce momentum, and the howling wind rotated around the body, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, forming a tornado visible to the naked eye. The surging soul power fluctuations caused subtle changes in the surrounding space. twist
Lan Qie unsheathed his sword in an instant, and his indifferent silver eyes stared coldly at the old man in white in front of him, not caring at all that he was a titled Douluo.
The moment Lan cut out the sheath, two invisible sword energy quickly slashed forward with fierce momentum.
Then he stepped on the sole of his foot, and his body instantly rose up, holding the long knife in both hands and rushing towards Sword Douluo.
Step forward and chop!
The bright silver blade carries a strong and sharp wind and cuts away fearlessly.
Face the blast!
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