Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 30: Heaven and Earth Sword, Royal Family [Seeking follow-up reading, seeking monthly votes]

"Xue Qinghe" smiled and said: "We don't need to release our spirit skills, we just need to exchange martial spirits."

Wang Quan Wumu did not refuse when he heard it. He had been in this world for so long, but had never experienced the power of the Holy Sword. Since the other party had already proposed this idea, he did not refuse.

But it’s better to finish eating first.

Xue Qinghe also saw 'barbecue' for the first time, and asked curiously, "What kind of food is this? This is the first time I've seen it."

Tile-barbecued meat is a Central Plains specialty, and Xue Qinghe had been pampered since childhood, so naturally he had never seen this kind of food.

Zhuo Shan blinked and said in disbelief: "Qinghe, you are too pitiful. You have never even eaten barbecue. I really doubt whether the Tiandou Empire is so poor that you have never seen this kind of food."

Xue Qinghe coughed awkwardly and said, "I have indeed never seen it. I have lived in the palace since I was a child, and my daily meals are prepared by professional chefs. Most of them are light food. This is the first time I have seen barbecue."

"Then you have to try it today. It tastes very good."

Zhuo Shan couldn't wait to start eating. The moment the aroma of barbecue burst into his mouth, his face was filled with happiness.

Feng Pang and his friends couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and eat with great relish.

This is the first time that "Xue Qinghe" has gathered with so many people to have a meal, especially after so many years of sitting in front of the tiles to eat, doesn't it feel unhygienic?
Wang Quan Wumu saw Xue Qinghe's concerns and considerately took out a new tile, smeared it with lard, and fried the fresh meat on it.

After a while, the aroma of the meat was aroused, and even "Xue Qinghe" couldn't help swallowing his dry mouth and tongue.

this smell...

It smells good.

Wang Quan Wumu made a gesture of invitation and said, "Eat it. If it's not enough, we have more here."

"Xue Qinghe" picked up a piece of barbecue that was still greasy, blew on it next to his lips, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it elegantly.

The aroma of grilled meat wafts in, with a slightly smoky flavor and the savory texture of the meat, and every bite is like a delicious adventure that will intoxicate your taste buds.

The grilled meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Take a bite and the crispy texture and tender meat are perfectly combined, as if a delicious feast blooms in your mouth.

"Xue Qinghe"'s eyes lit up and he ate the meat much faster. After a while, he had eaten up all the barbecue in front of him.

"Anything else?"

"…………"

After dinner, in the empty courtyard, Wang Quan Wu Mu and "Xue Qing He" looked at each other. Wang Quan Wu Mu was the first to summon his martial spirit "Wang Quan Sword".
A bright golden light quietly lit up, and even without any movement, people could still feel the cold sword energy.

The sword in Xue Qinghe's hand was made entirely of golden flames. It had no physical form, but the terrifying energy fluctuations on it made everyone's heart pause.

"Is this the sacred sword?"

The Holy Sword is completely different from the Angel Sword.

The Holy Sword is formed by the martial soul of the six-winged angel. As for the Holy Sword of Angels, it is a divine weapon that can only be used after the opponent has obtained the approval of the God of Angels.

Wang Quan Wumu took the first move. This time, the competition was not about soul power, but sword intent. In order to ensure that he would not hurt the opponent, Wang Quan Wumu blocked his own soul power.

In this way, there is no need to worry that the sword energy of the Wangquan Sword will hurt "Xue Qinghe".

"Xue Qinghe" also launched an attack, and the sacred sword struck with a mighty force, like a thousand troops rushing over the wasteland.

Wang Quan Wumu just shook his right hand, and the sword intent that burst out shattered all the sword forces in front of him.

The sword power of "Xue Qinghe" suddenly dissipated. He held the sword, slightly dazed: "What kind of technique is this?"

"Hehe, a special method of royal power." "Xue Qinghe" rushed over quickly, the sacred sword in his hand emitting sacred fire, and when he swung it, a sword mark was left in the air.

Wang Quan Wu Mu raised it with one hand.

Deep in the courtyard, sword energy was waving out like a surging river. In front of it, Wang Quan Wumu put one hand behind his back and held the sword in his right hand, which continued to collide with the sacred sword of "Xue Qinghe".

Dang Dang Dang...

The crisp sound is very pleasant to the ears in the courtyard.

The two figures overlapped like ghosts, and every collision caused the space to vibrate.

"Xue Qinghe" had never seen such joy in practicing sword, especially when he was practicing with Wang Quan Wumu, he felt his heart trembling violently.

Looking at the free and unrestrained man in front of him, "Xue Qinghe" couldn't help but smile. Such a smile might be difficult to see on his face.

Every dance will be accompanied by peach blossoms and bamboo leaves falling, once again adding a bit of picturesque scenery to the place.

"Young Master's swordsmanship has improved again."

Sister Yu stood there, watching the two men fighting with swords, and she could tell that the young master's strength had greatly improved.

Fatty Feng nodded and said, "Young Master's talent is truly terrifying. In just a few days, he has been able to cultivate the King Sword to this level. It is truly appalling."

"Young Master has been holding back. Xue Qinghe's understanding of the sword is not very high. Young Master is also trying to make him realize his own strength."

An indifferent voice came from Zhuo Ming's mouth, and his lively eyes wandered between the young master and "Xue Qinghe".

"Young Master's strength is such that even the Patriarch is no match for him, let alone Xue Qinghe."

Zhuo Shan spoke frankly.

boom.

Sister Yu punched down again and said, "If the young master hears this, you will be in trouble."

"Oh, I see."

Zhuo Shan pouted in grievance, rubbed his head and said: "But what I said is also true, the young master is known as the number one person in the Wang Quan family. Apart from the elders in Jianzhong, even the head of the family may not be his opponent."

"Xue Qinghe" attacked again, rushing over at lightning speed, but all her movements were still too slow in Wang Quan Wumu's eyes.

Wang Quan Wumu's wrist trembled, and the sword intent emanating from the Wang Quan Sword directly split the sacred sword in Xue Qinghe's hand into two.

It immediately turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

Seeing his martial soul being cut in half, "Xue Qinghe" also felt a sense of surprise in his heart. He did not expect that his sacred sword would be so vulnerable in front of the King's Sword.

Even when the opponent is suppressing his soul power.

If Wang Quan Wumu really wanted to fight seriously, with his own strength, he would probably not be able to hold on for even three rounds, let alone three hundred rounds.

Is this the Heaven and Earth Sword, the Royal Family? !

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