[Chapter 91: Battle Sword Douluo, the Great River Sword comes from the sky!]

There are thousands of ways to curse people in the world. The more elegant ones are like the more vulgar ones, and the more vulgar ones are like the thief. The names are different, but the meaning is the same. However, the word "mixed" is the most vicious, let alone the dog and bastard!

"Swear, scold, it's better to be a mess!" Tang Xiyan stood on the high viewing platform, and the majestic stone pillars behind her seemed a little cold and serious. She prayed softly: "It's better to wrap Tang Xiao in with you and get hurt by both sides!"

Damn Tang Xiao, although he was heartbroken because A Yin was taken away by Tang Hao, was depressed every day and could not truly be a man over time. However, he became more and more perverted, and like the eunuch in the palace, he liked to torture people!

I think she was in Haotian Sect for ten years. Although Tang Xiyan was a virgin, she still stayed in the last position, but she was tortured by Tang Xiao and was covered in bruises and could no longer find any simplicity. She accidentally learned about Bibidong’s experience and immediately became a confidant.

Both of them are falling into the world. Although she is better than Bibi Dong, she is so good. This feeling that has attracted her as a confidant made her willing to go through fire and water for Bibi Dong. She responded to the bitter plan proposed by Bibi Dong and pretended to be the remains of Emperor Xingluo!

But she didn't know that this complex emotion was named lace in later generations.........

"No, don't hurt my father, he just spoke out loud for a while!" Ning Rongrong stimulated Ning Fengzhi and felt refreshed for a while. When Luo Jiutian said that, she regretted it very much. She quickly pulled Luo Jiutian's corner of the clothes and knelt down:

"Please don't kill my father, Luo... Luo... has given up a reputation of cruelty and incorruptibility!" Ning Rongrong almost bit Dingxiang's tongue for a moment. She spoke in panic and even hugged Luo Jiutian's thigh with a pair of lotus arms!

Two long marks were drawn on the ground by Luo Jiutian. Ning Rongrong's delicate knees gradually became bleeding, but her hair was scattered and she looked at Luo Jiutian with her pitiful eyes: "Don't kill my dad, or I'll take your secret..."

Before Ning Rongrong could finish speaking, he was glared by Luo Jiutian, and his surging soul power surged out, shocking Ning Rongrong to faint. Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly came to the stage in three steps and took Ning Rongrong from Luo Jiutian and took her back.

"It turns out that this young master is actually the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. The Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect is really interesting. My daughter and I are competing for the same woman. It may be a good story in a few years!"

The one who spoke was Zhu Changlin. He had not learned anything else, but he was invincible to the younger generation of Xingluo!

"This masked Wuming seems to be a nameless person. The previous assistant and thugs are obviously uncountable!" Queen Xingluo laughed softly and said, "The little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect obviously cannot control this person. Ning Fengzhi is afraid that she will be in big trouble!"

"Ning Feng can't even control his family. How can he assist Xueye in managing the entire Tiandou Empire? It will take a moment to unify the continent of Xingluo!" Xingluo's nobles were talking, and they whispered to each other and said some contempt and disdainful words.

Ning Feng's face was so angry that his daughter's sad and beautiful appearance just now made him feel even more distressed. He snorted coldly and stood tall behind him: "Little bastard! Apart from Luo Jiutian, I have never been afraid of anyone in my life!"

"I am standing here, you have the ability to kill me!"

Ning Fengzhi did not take the "unknown" in front of him seriously. Some people are good at using big moves and face a single force that is far weaker than their own. However, this kind of person's single attack power may not be strong. In terms of attack power, it must be the sword Douluo around him!

Now that Luo Jiutian is not out, he said he would need to cultivate for at least a year or two in that battle. After all, the pattern of this continent is still in the seven major sects. To be precise, it is in the hands of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Jian Douluo. Jian Douluo was unsheathed. The nine stars embedded in the sword turned into soul rings and rose. The dazzling light shone, causing countless exclamations for a moment. This kind of exclamation from the countryside bun made Ning Fengzhi very satisfied!

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black and red! The most perfect soul ring matches, but the other party only has a yellow soul ring!

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the nameless thing in front of him was Luo Jiutian who had picked the fruit by him! What Luo Jiutian took out now was his fourth martial soul, known as "Damage and throwing a bell" with a yellow air flowing on it.

The air flow turned into a yellow soul ring, which was darker in color, but the breath flowed, but it gave people a feeling as heavy as a mountain, as if a bell could suppress the heavens and demons and gods!

"Strange, this person is actually a twin martial soul, but why does this second martial soul only have a hundred-year soul?" Emperor Xingluo's eyes were full of doubts: Logically speaking, the first martial soul is so proportional to the soul ring, and the second martial soul is only starting in ten thousand years!

"This man has twin martial souls and I are close friends, but this soul ring is really strange!" Tang San muttered: "Can this big bell be the first martial soul and the black gold sledgehammer be the second martial soul? No, it doesn't make sense!"

"Don't worry about him!" Tang San took a silent step back and stayed away from the confrontation between Ning Fengzhi and Luo Jiutian. He thought to himself: "Let's let you fight to death. If you survive in Jian Douluo, I will definitely be brothers with you!"

"Let's go and resist Luo Jiutian together!"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't see it, the audience and Tang San couldn't see it. It didn't mean that Jian Douluo couldn't see it. His face was solemn, and his intuition told him that the big bell without soul rings was shocking. He stared at the "Wu Ming" in front of him!

"My nameless friend, how about you and I take a step back?" Jian Douluo was so rare that he didn't come up. He bowed and smiled at Luo Jiutian and said, "The mainland genius Luo Jiutian had a close relationship with me Qibao, and he was even considered my Qibao's son-in-law!"

"My nameless friend, you have to think about it!"

Jian Douluo could not see that Wuming in front of him was pretended by Luo Jiutian, and he couldn't see the other party's strength. He thought that it would be best to scare Wuming away if he could pull the tiger skin and make a big banner. Even if he couldn't, he could make the other party take care of it!

"This sword Douluo is probably crazy if he gains or loses his mind!" Zhu Guanhai laughed in the private room. The sound insulation of the private room is very good, and he is not afraid of leaking it: "Introducing Luo Jiutian to Luo Jiutian, this is the funnyest joke I have ever heard!"

"Luo Jiutian has become the son-in-law of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect?" Luo Jiutian, who pretended to be an unknown person, smiled coldly: "Why don't I know!"

"Tell me the sky, Ning Fengzhi is doomed!" Luo Jiutian smiled coldly, and the ancient bell gave people an unparalleled sense of oppression. Even if there is only one soul ring on the ancient bell, it is even worth discussing whether it is a soul ring!

Luo Jiutian was stepping on the mottled ancient bell at this time, his body was like a mirror lake, and the bright moon shining brightly. He looked at Jian Douluo coldly, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a moment! The next moment, Luo Jiutian's temperament was no longer extraordinary, but became extremely violent, as if he was about to fight against the sky and the earth!

"Shock - air shock!" Luo Jiutian stepped on his foot and slid down the clock body. He grabbed Zhong Fen with his right hand, and he held the big clock that could cover three or five people in the air with his handle and smashed it down at Jian Douluo!

"The murderous aura is revealed!" Jian Douluo made a quick decision to use his fourth soul skill, and a sharp sword blade shot straight towards Luo Jiutian! Don't underestimate this fourth soul skill, Jian Douluo can rely on the defense of breaking through the Qianjun Douluo Demon-subduing Stick!

"The fourth soul skill, Jiandao Chenxin, who do you underestimate!" Luo Jiutian sneered, and the giant bell hit the air hard!

The yellowish air flow wandered around the giant bell, and countless murals appeared on the mottled bell body. The murals were vaguely fluorescent, and they could see the work of ancient ancestors and the ancient sacrificial scenes moving and flowing endlessly!

Extremely mysterious!

As a bell rang across the sky, the earth began to shake slightly, and the air was stacked like waves. The dark clouds above were extremely strangely sunk towards the middle, and the space kept clattering sounds like a mirror!

The space continued to spread like a spider web, and it crawled densely on the sky and around. Bells rang out, and the space was sunken and peeled off. Jian Douluo's soul skills were as hard to move forward as if they were deeply trapped in a quagmire!

The surging suction came from the depression of the space. Jian Douluo's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily and jumped into the sky. A curtain fell from the sky, and a mysterious space filled everyone's surroundings: "The gods and demons broke! It's still time for you to stop!"

The picture shows that the sky cracked open, and there was a flowing waterfall in the gap. Looking closely, this majestic waterfall was actually composed of long swords! A big river gathered hundreds of millions of long swords and fell from the sky, like a sword rain!

The Great River Sword came from the sky and rushed towards Luo Jiutian. The sword sounded loudly and ferociously, as if thousands of horses galloped!

In the glorious history of Sword Douluo, this move will kill God, Demon block the Buddha, and directly kill the titled Douluo of the same level!

"Move mountains and fill the sea!" He said as he asked Luo Jiutian to stop, but he used all his skills. He was not at ease with his ninth soul skill. At that moment, twelve sword shadows slashed from Luo Jiutian from all directions, and each sword shadow had originally 80% of its strength!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Seeing Luo Jiutian covering himself with a giant bell, Jian Douluo's eyes turned cold, but he used his sixth soul skill! The soul power condensed tens of thousands of swords, shooting towards Luo Jiutian like arrows!

Jian Douluo did not use other soul skills anymore. If these three moves cannot severely damage the masked guest in front of him, other soul skills will be useless at all. If this person is still undead, he will only combine human and swords and fight to the death to split the turtle shell!

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The ancient bell hung high above Luo Jiutian's head, sprinkling some light. When the sword river washed away, it seemed to touch the hardest gold and steel in the world, and it turned into powder and sprinkled! Twelve sword shadows slashed above the ancient bell, but it made a light sound!

"I said, Ning Fengzhi will definitely die!" Luo Jiutian walked out step by step with the ancient clock, and behind him was a messy arena destroyed by Jian Douluo! Jian Douluo's three strongest soul skills have passed, but Luo Jiutian was unscathed!

Jian Douluo sighed, looked at Ning Fengzhi, whose legs were trembling, and finally looked deeply at Ning Rongrong in Zhu Zhuqing's arms. The sword eyebrows stood up, but mobilized the soul power of the whole body, and the swelling soul power caused waves of air!

"I have been raising my sword for seventy years and will be unsheathed today!"

Jian Douluo took a step forward, and his soul power was completely burning. He knew that if he had not blocked the masked monster in front of him, this guy named "Wu Ming"! Ning Fengzhi and the Seven Treasure Glazed Lilac Sect are all finished!

"This move was originally intended to be used on the Angel Douluo Qiandaoliu, but unexpectedly it was a coincidence!" The bright red soul power burned, and the soul power of Sword Douluo actually broke through level 98 at this moment, reaching level 99!

"Zheng!" The long sword whined, and a thousand-foot sword aura soared into the sky!
Chapter completed!