Chapter 101: Ju Douluo Comes to Provoke

The Tiandou Royal Knights were already unable to protect themselves, and the roads to each college had been blocked, making it impossible for them to go to support the injured colleges.

"Meet the enemy!"

The black-robed soul masters rushed up like a tide and launched a fierce attack on the Tiandou Empire in front of them without any hesitation.

The elite knights of the Heaven Dou Empire also immediately waved their spears and shattered all the boulders that were flying towards them. However, there were too many rocks and they soon caused some injuries.

Seeing that this was not an option, the leader of the Knights immediately arranged for five hundred warriors to form a steel defense line. In such unfavorable terrain, they did not let a stone pass in front of them in a short period of time.

Students from other colleges jumped off the carriage one after another and stared at what happened. They were quite surprised in their hearts. Although they didn't know who was responsible, offending the Tiandou Empire was not a wise choice.

The Tiandou Royal Knights were already unable to protect themselves, and the roads to each college had been blocked, making it impossible for them to go to support the injured colleges.

On the top of the mountain, Ju Douluo Yue Guanshou, one of the elders of Wuhun Palace, was looking at what was happening below him. He held a blooming chrysanthemum with his slender fingers, sniffed the smell, and said with some obsession: "Lol Diarra, go ahead and fight quickly."

The Contra next to him immediately nodded respectfully, "Yes!"

Yue Guan looked at the battle going on below him and let out a weird laugh: "That little guy should be Wang Quan Wu Mu, right? It's just right, let me experience the true strength of the head of the Wang Quan family."

Wang Quan Wumu stepped down from the carriage and looked at the black-robed soul masters that were like a tide. He also knew that they should be the soul masters of the Spirit Hall.

He glanced sideways at Xue Qinghe who was still drinking tea elegantly, and asked softly, "Did I take action?"

Xue Qinghe picked up the teacup on the table, shook it slightly, and nodded, "Their life or death has nothing to do with me. If you want, just kill them all."

Although Wang Quan Wumu is not a bloodthirsty person, he will still choose to defeat all his enemies.

The sword light flashed, and shot out like a startled wild goose.

The soul master closest to him had no chance to resist. In an instant he turned into a wisp of golden dust and disappeared without a trace.

In front of the Titled Douluo, these guys were as fragile as ants, and they couldn't even withstand Wang Quan Wumu's sword.

Wang Quan Wumu shrugged, glanced at the four people from "Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning" who had already arrived here, and immediately said, "Sister Yu."

Sister Yu nodded in understanding, and with a slight movement of her fingers, countless swords broke through the air and suddenly shot out with a devastating force. Nearly 30% of the soul masters who rushed up this time were killed on the spot.

The spirit masters of the Spirit Hall were startled and immediately stepped back, keeping a safe distance from Feng Yu Lei Dian and the others.

The leading Soul Douluo gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, these are the four guardian swords of the Wangquan family. They are indeed powerful. Everyone's strength has reached the Soul Douluo realm."

"Sir, what should we do next?"

Seeing that they had no way of breaking through the opponent's defense, the leading Soul Douluo clenched his teeth, shaking with anger, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Just as they were about to take action, a feminine voice suddenly rang out.

"Stop." The Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall immediately raised his head and looked at Elder Ju who was floating down from the sky. He also bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Elder."

Ju Douluo held the chrysanthemum in his hand and took a deep breath. The fragrance of the chrysanthemum made him a little intoxicated, and even his handsome face became distorted.

"Ah~"

"You are the patriarch of the Wang Quan family, Wang Quan Wu Mu, right?"

Wang Quan Wu Mu looked at the somewhat charming Ju Douluo Yue Guan in front of him and recognized the other party's identity. After all, as a time traveler, Wang Quan Wu Mu's predecessor had a very thorough understanding of the plot and characters of the entire Douluo Continent.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo in front of him is called Yue Guan, a Titled Douluo at level 95. He possesses the top-grade martial spirit, the Qirong Tongtianju, and is also an elder of the Spirit Hall.

Ju Douluo was actually a pretty good person. The reason why he was killed in the end was simply because of his different stances.

Wang Quan Wumu stood with his sword on his back and said, "You are wearing golden armor and your voice is enchanting. I think you must be the elder of Juhua Pass."

When Ju Douluo saw that his identity was exposed, he was not nervous, but rather playful. He looked at Wang Quan Wu Mu and said with a smile: "Yes, I am one of the elders of the Spirit Hall, Ju Douluo Yue Guan."

"I have long wanted to experience the King's Sword Martial Spirit. I heard that the King's Sword is even more ruthless than the Seven Killing Sword. I really want to see which is more powerful, your sword or Jian Dao Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword."

Wang Quan Wu Mu shrugged, glanced sideways and said, "Sister Yu, I'll leave the others to you."

"Don't worry, young master. These little bugs are no match for us."

Zhuo Shan raised the corner of his mouth, and the thunder sword in his hand flashed with purple thunder power. At the same time, his right hand was raised high above his head, gathering endless energy, ready to kill everyone here in an instant.

Wang Quan Wu Mu held the Wang Quan Sword in his hand, stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

Ju Douluo's eyes wandered around wildly, and his tone was a little surprised: "Hey, you are just a level 94 Titled Douluo, but you can have such speed. Interesting, really interesting."

Feeling the sword light coming from behind him, Ju Douluo turned around instantly, and at the same time, the Qirong Tongtianju martial spirit was released instantly.

Dangdang Dangdang!
As the sword intent collided with the strange chrysanthemum, a crisp buzzing sound suddenly rang out in the sky.

Under the huge impact, Ju Douluo involuntarily took two steps back, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

He didn't even expect that the power brought by the Sword of Kingship would be so strong. Is this guy really only in his teens?

Ju Douluo Yue Guan's expression was grim, and the strange velvet sky-reaching chrysanthemum martial soul in his hand bloomed. Countless chrysanthemums continued to fall like a goddess scattering flowers, and then under his control, countless small blades were formed and suspended here.

"What a terrifying sword energy. But it's not that easy to defeat me."

Wang Quan Wumu snorted coldly. Juhuaguan's martial soul was the top-grade martial soul, the Qirong Tongtianju. Even if it was transformed into a blade, it was just formed by plants. There was a big gap compared to a real blade.

The two collided almost at the same time, and the cold sword energy continued to spread out in all directions like a stormy wave. Yueguan could only use his own body to resist the swarming sword energy.

(End of this chapter)

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