Chapter 279
Chapter 279
At this time, the crowd seemed to have heard no sound. The petals of ten pieces of Qirong tongtianju suddenly turned into powder and scattered. A tall and straight figure in white quietly blocked his sight.
"Kendo dust heart." For the first time, Douluo's eyes became extremely dignified. Even when Dugu Bo appeared before, he didn't show such an expression.
Standing in front of shuirou and others is an old man, with spotless white clothes and silver hair combed very neatly. He has a sword in his hand, about three feet long and without any decoration. It is a long sword made of pure silver.
His expression was very indifferent. His eyes didn't seem to see anything around him. He just stood there quietly without opening his mouth. But he just stood there, but he still gave people a feeling that everything in heaven and earth was exclusive.
Douluo in white felt that his palm was a little wet. It was sweat. Dugu Bo was not afraid, because at their level, it was difficult for the toxin to work on them. However, Dugu Bo's real strength is still a little lower than those Title Douluo who have powerful martial spirits.
However, the man in front of him was different. The title Douluo, who claimed to be the strongest attacker, exercised all-round restraint against his attributes. In the known Title duel, the old man in white is definitely one of the people who restrain him most.
"Chenxin, do you even come to this muddy water?" The title Douluo in White said with a fierce look and an easy heart. The old man in white is one of the two ultimate guardians of Qibao Liuli sect, sword fighting Luo Chenxin.
At the level of Title Douluo, others are used to calling him Jiandao Chenxin. Immersed in the soul of his long sword, few people dare to compare with him in terms of attack power.
"Yueguan, thanks to your title, you bully children here. If you hide your head and show your tail, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Chen Xin's voice was not loud, but it stopped everyone except Dugu Bo and dark shadow. Because his voice is like a sharp blade, cutting everyone's heart.
"So, are you really going to oppose us?" The face of Douluo in white behind the veil has become extremely ugly. He knows that he may not be able to play this task today. It's a shame that the two title Douluo have not completed this task.
"Chrysanthemum pass, not that we want to oppose you, but that you want to oppose us!" The elegant voice floated out. Ning Fengzhi, dressed in simple clothes, didn't know when he had appeared on a bulge of the mountain bag.
Beside him stood Prince xueqinghe of Tiandou empire. Of course, this was a double fake. The seven treasures glass tower glitters, and the seven soul rings float up and down. Although it was only the seventh ring, when I saw the moment caused by Ning Feng, Ju Douluo yueguan had made up his mind.
"Today we admit defeat. However, we will remember this account today. Ghosts, let's go."
In the roar, Dugu Bo, who was incarnated as the green phosphorus snake emperor, retreated. The two titles of yueguan and ghost disappeared quietly. The people in black retreated like a tide. When they retreated, they didn't forget to take away their companions' bodies and didn't even leave a weapon.
Come quickly and retreat faster. In just a few blinks, these "bandits" who pose a fatal threat have disappeared on the other side of the hill.
"Dad, why are you here?" Ning Rongrong rushed up excitedly and rushed into Ning Feng's arms. By this time, she had forgotten to hide her identity in front of other colleges.
The students of ChiHuo college and Shenfeng college who had just completed the alliance suddenly turned extremely ugly. Huowu and fengxiaotian looked at each other, better than them. At this time, they couldn't help smiling bitterly.
In Tiandou college, there is still the daughter of the seven treasures glazed sect leader. It also led to the struggle of the four Title Douluo. Who the hell are they?
Ning Fengzhi pushed back his opponent as soon as he appeared. In fact, the reason is very simple. Although his own attack and defense ability is not strong, as long as he is there, one title Douluo is equivalent to two. With his help, a sword Douluo Chenxin alone is enough to deal with the chrysanthemum Douluo and the ghost Douluo. What's more, there is a Dugu Bo.
Ning Fengzhi put his arms around his daughter and said with a smile, "I'm not here to protect you. I'm entrusted by your majesty to protect the prince."
original, Xueqing River (double) as the representative of the Tiandou Empire, the prince didn't bring many followers. Besides the fifteen soul master colleges, he also equipped a carriage, but he was not the only one in the carriage. Ning Fengzhi and Luo Chenxin fought with the sword. As the prince, xueqinghe is the future of the Tiandou Empire. Would the snow night emperor let him risk himself? So please Ning Feng Cause covert protection.
As the leader of Qibao Liuli sect, Ning Fengzhi will always be followed by a powerful guardian. This time it's sword Douluo's turn to follow, and bone Douluo sits in Qibao Liuli sect. In previous battles, they were not in a hurry to appear. Originally, when the second Golden Eagle soul duel was about to start, Chenxin was ready to fight, but who knew that Dugu Bo was killed on the way.
In this way, the battle lost suspense.
When the seven treasures liulizong duo appeared. Having completely suppressed his opponent, the two title Douluo were not fools, so he immediately withdrew with his men.
When they pushed back their opponents, everyone felt relieved. If we say that when the "bandits" first appeared, the soul division college didn't care, when the two title Douluo appeared one after another, their hearts had already been raised to their throat.
That's a title fight!
Today, there are as many as four, which is almost one fourth or one fifth of the whole continent in the eyes of ordinary people. In front of the title Douluo, they are so small.
Xueqinghe (double) fully showed the emperor's education since childhood. When the enemy retreated, he immediately began to command the Royal Knights in an orderly manner, pulled the undamaged carriage to the front, treated the war horses and restored the formation.
In a short time, except for the dead horses, most of the 500 Royal Knights had recovered their combat effectiveness. Before, those bandits in black didn't have enough killing intention when fighting. Most of them were just defensive fights, buying time for the two title Douluo. Therefore, the biggest casualties on both sides are the more than 100 people who killed hi without scruples.
Xueqinghe (double) finished what he should do. Then he returned to Ning Fengzhi and said respectfully, "teacher, what do you think we should do next?"
Ning Feng smiled calmly, "continue to move forward according to the original plan. With this lesson, they won't act rashly again. After all, they won't brazenly tear their faces, or they won't have to be masked."
"Yes. Move on."
The whole team continued to move forward, but the atmosphere had obviously become tense.
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Wu soul city.
Yu Xiaogang, a master in cloth clothes, went into the city after being tested by the soul master. At his age, he was only in his thirties. Naturally, he would not attract anyone's attention. Without half a minute's stay or even taking a breath, the master went directly to the highest ruling body of the Wuhun hall, the Pope hall.
In front of the Pope's palace.
"Stop." Two knights in silver armor stopped the master's way. A total of 100 Knights raised their swords at the same time.
"This is a forbidden area. If you get closer, you will be killed." In the face of hundreds of paladins whose strength was significantly higher than his own, the master still looked as indifferent as usual, raised his hand and showed his token. One of the knights who led the temple guard stepped forward quickly. When he saw the six patterns on the token, he couldn't help shivering.
With a puff, he knelt down on one knee, "see elder."
Hundreds of paladin Knights made the same action. Against their background, the original ordinary master no longer looked so ordinary.
"Take me to the Pope." The master told each other his purpose in the simplest words.
Half an hour later, in the conference hall of the Pope's palace, the master quietly drank superior tea and waited quietly. He was the only one in the thousands of square meters of Nuo conference hall. The master's eyes always focused on the tea in his hands. He didn't look at everything around him. He was just waiting quietly.
The arch three meters high opened, and a soft voice sounded outside the door, "you wait outside. No one is allowed to disturb you without my command."
"Yes." The master's eyes finally moved away from Xiangming and looked in the direction of the door of the conference hall.
The door opened and a woman came in from the outside. He is not tall. He is dressed in a luxurious robe with black gold patterns, wears a zigzag purple gold crown, and holds a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gemstones. Her white skin and almost perfect face make her look so different.
In particular, the invisible nobility and holiness revealed in the body can't help but produce the emotion of top worship. The master sat, and the woman stopped when she entered the gate.
Their eyes collided in the air. There were no sparks. What is more in the master's indifferent eyes? There are apologies, memories, but more disappointed.
The woman's eyes suddenly changed. Although she looked like she was only in her twenties, in fact, she was one year older than the master, already over fifty. The scepter in his hand fell on the ground and made a soft tinkle.
"Here you are." The soft and beautiful voice can easily make people feel like a spring breeze.
But the master's eyes became difficult. He stood up with his hands on the table in front of him and turned to the woman, "yes, I'm coming. Are you okay?"
There was a faint smile on the woman's face. "What's wrong with thousands of people? As the ruler of the Wulin hall, even the emperors of the two empires should give way to me. Do you think I will have anything bad?"
The master sighed, "bibidong, I know the pain in your heart."
"Bibidon? No, you said, I'm going to forget this name. Please call me Pope, or call me crown. I'm not that stupid bibidon anymore."
Yes, the beautiful and soft looking woman in front of us is the supreme ruler of the Wu soul hall and the target of all soul masters' Pilgrimage, Pope bidong.
If bidon in the parallel world had not been saved by Hemingway, then this would be her future.
"Yes, the Pope." The master's pupil contracted for a few minutes, and a trace of pain flowed out of his eyes. He turned around, walked to his previous position and stopped with tea in his hand. The whole person seemed to fall into the memory of the past.
Looking at the master's back, the indifference in the Pope's eyes disappeared. A trace of unbearable emotion flashed through her eyes, raised her feet and seemed to want to come forward, but she stopped after all.
"What's the matter with you coming to me? We haven't seen each other for twenty years." The Pope's voice still sounded so calm.
The master took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. Even he didn't expect that goodbye to bibidong would make him so out of control. When he turned back, all the emotions in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only the usual indifference. "The Pope, I'm here to ask for something."
"Oh?" The Pope looked at the master in surprise. "Will you come and beg me? It doesn't seem to be your character. It seems that time will really change a person. Go ahead."
The master did not explain that if it was his own business, he would never come to beg the other party for anything, but he had to come here for the sake of his disciples who loved his father and son.
"Under the Pope's crown, I want to know how you got through the difficulty of twin martial spirits."
The Pope's pupils contracted and said calmly, "you don't have to know this. Does this mean anything to you?"
The master didn't hide, "I have a disciple who has been practicing with me for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he has the same twin martial spirit as you. This child has unique talent. I hope to cultivate him into a strong man."
"Why should I help you? Let you cultivate a strong man against me?" The Pope's voice suddenly became cold.
The master said in a deep voice, "of course not. If you would tell me how you did it at the beginning, I can assure you that my disciple will not oppose the Wulin hall in his life."
There was a smile on the corner of the Pope's mouth, "so there's something you, the theorist, don't know. Yu Xiaogang, you're late. Just a few days ago, I sent someone to rob and kill the team of Tiandou empire. One of the targets is your disciple from haotianzong. Therefore, you don't need to know the secret of twin martial spirits."
The master's body shook violently, turned back fiercely and stared at the Pope, "what did you say?"
The Pope didn't hide it and said lightly, "the platinum bishop Salas sent a message that the children of Haotian sect have appeared and have extraordinary talents. They have broken through level 40 at a young age and have twin martial spirits. They are close to the seven treasures, Liuli sect and Tiandou empire. Such people can't be used by our martial spirit hall, so they have to be wiped out."
"You..." the master stepped forward and made progress. He grabbed the Pope's shoulder with both hands, and his eyes were covered with blood. The whole body was shaking violently.
Looking at the master's ferocious eyes, the Pope was stunned. "Is he really that important to you?"
With her strength, she can easily overturn the master, but she didn't do that, just let the master's hot hands firmly grasp on her shoulders.
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