Chapter 77 Sanwa’s power, taking over Sword Douluo’s ninth soul skill with one hand!
When Bone Douluo saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel shocked. This old guy was about to start showing off for real. He had rarely used this soul skill before, except in life and death.
Bone Douluo couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed a qualitative leap for Titled Douluo to reach level ninety-five, and the Seven Killing Sword was a powerful martial spirit. He was actually convinced that he had been defeated by this old guy in the past few years.
Sword Douluo began to really use his full strength. Sanwa's actions just now really wiped out all of Sword Douluo's pride. That was the Seven Kills Sword that he was proud of, and it was just like this that a little gourd baby was killed. He was blocked casually and didn't even cause any damage. He was really unwilling to do so!
Sword Douluo looked down at Sanwa in front of him like a god of war. His voice was thunderous, low and serious, with a hint of warning.
"Now kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake... maybe I can spare your life!"
He said hypocritically, after all, there are too many people here, and using the ninth soul skill on a child is indeed a bit bullying.
I still have to talk about the scene...
"Old man, you really talk a lot of nonsense. What did my father say about people like you... pretentious, pretentious, people like you just like to pretend.
"Actually, you are really weak...your sword is not very powerful. If you want to kill me...then go ahead and don't give any high-sounding excuses."
Sanwa raised her head confidently, put her hands on her hips, and said calmly.
His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he didn't care about Sword Douluo's threat.
Hearing this, Sword Douluo's expression turned even more ugly, as if he had been stabbed into his thoughts.
"Then you're going to die!?"
Sword Douluo no longer hesitated. He swung the giant sword with fast and fierce movements. Each sword carried unparalleled power, and the air around him was torn apart with a sharp explosion.
His figure moved quickly like a ghost, and his sword moves fell like a gust of wind, making people dazzled.
Sanwa didn't show any signs of panic. He flexibly dodged left and right, avoiding Sword Douluo's attacks one after another.
"White-haired old man, is this all you have?" Sanwa shouted with a smile, her eyes full of provocation.
Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and the attack of the giant sword in his hand became more and more fierce. He suddenly jumped up and slashed straight at Sanwa with his giant sword. Before the sword could reach him, the sword energy had already arrived, and a deep crack instantly appeared on the ground.
Seeing this, Sanwa's expression finally became solemn, and all four soul skills were activated. He crossed his hands and prepared to receive the blow.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and Sanwa was knocked back several steps by the powerful force, and his feet drew two deep marks on the ground. But there were only traces on the ground, but Sanwa was still unscathed!
"Okay, okay, old man, your sword is a little stronger this time."
Sanwa shook her numb arm, and this time she really felt that the old man in front of her had some strength.
Hearing Sanwa's comment that he only had a little strength... Sword Douluo became even more angry, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all. The sword shadows intertwined, and just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Sword Douluo suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.
Sanwa looked around and said casually: "White-haired old man, do you want to play hide-and-seek with me?"
"Break it for me!"
Sword Douluo's voice came from above.
Sanwa looked up and saw Sword Douluo holding the giant sword high in both hands. The sword was shining brightly, and a terrifying energy was gathering.
The energy seemed to come from between heaven and earth, with endless pressure and majesty that made people tremble. "Finally it feels interesting...hehe."
Sanwa's expression finally became a little more serious, even a little solemn. He took a deep breath and used his own strength to prepare for the blow.
His body exuded a faint golden light, his muscles bulged, and his eyes were firm and sharp.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
At the same time, the eight soul rings at Sanwa's feet lit up one after another. The blood-red 100,000-year-old soul ring ranked sixth among them burst out with intense blood light, illuminating the entire venue in blood red.
The blood light was as rich as fresh blood, giving people a feeling of blood and killing.
At this moment, Sanwa's body glowed with golden light, as if a layer of Buddha's shadow emerged from the sky. The Buddha's shadow was solemn and solemn, exuding endless Buddha's light, which was in sharp contrast with the bloody light on Sanwa's body.
"Seven Killing Sword—two cuts of gods and demons!" Sword Douluo shouted loudly, and the giant sword crashed down with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth.
Bone Douluo was shocked again. This was Sword Douluo's ninth soul skill. This was his old friend's real unique skill. Using this powerful ninth soul skill, even he himself would receive some backlash. , so it will not be used easily at all.
On the high platform!
Seeing that Sword Douluo actually activated his ninth soul skill, Bibi Dong clenched his fists tightly at the moment, looking at Sanwa with some worry, hesitating whether to take action, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that Sanwa still had confidence on his face. With a look on his face, he put away this idea.
Sanwa still raised her head confidently, a powerful golden light glowed on her body, and the Buddha's shadow loomed behind her, resisting this powerful blow.
"Clang!" There was a loud, clear and sharp sound, like a bell being struck violently. The sound instantly cut through the air and made people's eardrums hurt.
The sound was short and intense, with a unique vibrato and "clanging" sound, and the reverberation echoed in the air for a long time.
However, at this moment, a thick fog suddenly rose up, covering the entire battlefield, making it impossible for people to see clearly what was going on.
"You little brat, you are really going to be beaten to death by Grandpa Jian. Let's see how arrogant you are later."
"Grandpa Jian is a ninety-sixth level Titled Douluo. Only a Titled Douluo with a higher level than him can possibly hurt Grandpa Jian. It is simply a daydream for a little kid to defeat Grandpa Jian." Ning Rongrong Said gloatingly.
At this moment, some people began to feel sorry for Shi Dachun. "This kid can't really be killed by Sword Douluo's sword energy. It's such a pity that such a peerless genius is about to perish."
"Well, maybe this is fate. If we meet such a powerful Titled Douluo and want him to die, we can't change anything."
However, after hearing these conversations, Bibi Dong in the stands felt a sense of regret.
She couldn't help clenching her fists, and her hands were trembling slightly. She secretly thought that if this child was really Xiaoxue's child, then she would be Shi Dachun's grandmother.
But he watched Sanwa being killed by others. Even if Bibi Dong hated Qian Renxue... Bibi Dong felt a little regretful at this moment.
"no!"
Bibi Dong shouted softly and was about to take action. When she was about to take a step, she immediately stopped.
Because the fog in the field gradually dissipated at this moment, only the faint Buddha shadow behind Calabash Baby on the field could be seen holding Sword Douluo's Seven Kills Sword with two fingers.
(End of chapter)