Douluo: The Heavenly Sword Immortal takes Qian Renxue to have fun

Chapter 3 Is your knee too stiff? I'll help you break it

"Elder Lordiara, this man openly caused trouble in Wuhun City and insulted the Pope. We must not let him go!"

Seeing reinforcements coming, Hu Liena felt that she was fine again.

Hearing this, Lordiara's expression became even gloomier.

Breaking the Saint's shoulder blade in Wuhun City and insulting the Pope?

This no longer falls into the realm of causing trouble, but rather a blatant challenge to the authority of the Spirit Hall!

If we cannot capture him, the dignity of the Spirit Hall will be gone!
"Eighth Soul Skill: Eagle Strike the Sky!"

Lordiara's soul power instantly transformed into a dazzling golden eagle.

The eagle, with a terrifying force that seemed to be able to crush everything, rushed towards Qian Yuhan like lightning.

But Qian Yuhan looked relaxed, his eyes full of confidence and fearlessness.

His right hand still held the sword, suppressing Hu Liena.

He even held a jade gourd in his left hand and took a sip from time to time!
The moment the golden eagle approached, Qian Yuhan suddenly let go of the sword.

Take a step forward with your left foot, pressing it deeply into the ground, tap your right toes, and rotate your body slightly.

Then, he punched out with his right fist!

At this moment, the air around seemed to be torn apart.

The seemingly light blow contained infinite power and directly blew up the aggressive golden eagle!

"This is impossible."

Lordiara's face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with horror.

He is a Soul Fighter, yet he lost to a young man who looked only eighteen years old.

He was unwilling to believe that this was true!

Unfortunately, this is not a dream.

Qian Yuhan's eyes were cold, and he said indifferently: "I repeat again, get away from me, or I will chop you to death!"

"Are you a Titled Douluo?"

Lordia seemed to understand, with fear flashing in his eyes.

If the other party was just an ordinary soul master, how could he dare to be so arrogant and domineering?
Qian Yuhan glanced at him disdainfully and said, "What do you think?"

"I"

Lordia immediately shut his mouth, with a strong fear flashing in his eyes.

Titled Douluo is a being that is a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than a Soul King or Soul Emperor!

Even if he is only a Titled Douluo at level 91, he is enough to crush several peak Soul Douluos at level 89.

At this moment, Hu Liena suddenly stood up.

She endured the severe pain in her shoulder, pointed at Qian Yuhan and said viciously: "So what if you are a Titled Douluo? This is Wuhun City, the headquarters of Wuhun Hall. There are many Titled Douluos who are stronger than you!"

"If you hadn't said anything, I would have almost forgotten about you."

Qian Yuhan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "This matter was caused by you. Now kneel down and apologize, then slap yourself a few times, and let this matter be forgotten."

"What did you say?"

Hu Liena was so angry that she was shaking all over. As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, how could she have ever been insulted like this!

"Oh, you don't want to?"

Qian Yuhan shrugged, then continued to taste the wine in the jade gourd with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

While drinking, he said calmly: "Since you don't want to, I won't force you."

As he said that, Qian Yuhan suddenly kicked Hu Liena on the knee!
Click!

In an instant, Hu Liena's entire lower leg was fractured and broken!
Ah!
Hu Liena let out a shrill scream!
This man actually broke one of her legs!

Hu Liena's forehead was sweating from the pain. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "My teacher will not let you go. What awaits you must be a place of no return!" "Oh, then I'll wait and see!"

Qian Yuhan smiled without comment, picked up the jade gourd again, and started drinking!

After a moment, Qian Yuhan wiped the corner of his mouth and asked Hu Liena meaningfully, "Do you want to slap yourself twice now, or do you need my help?"

Hu Liena was suddenly panicked. She didn't expect this man to be so cruel.

Seeing the other person's careless look, Hu Liena finally got scared and begged for mercy: "No, no, I'll do it myself."

After saying this, Hu Liena couldn't wait to slap herself twice, then lowered her head and said aggrievedly: "Is this okay?"

However, Hu Liena kept her head down, her eyes full of resentment.

It was obvious that she was not apologizing sincerely, she was just giving in temporarily.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Qian Yuhan nodded.

Then he turned and left, walked to Lordiala, and glanced at him contemptuously: "Get away, otherwise, I will kill you!"

As soon as the words came out and Lordiara hadn't responded, an extremely feminine voice sounded from high in the sky.

"Your Excellency is very cunning. First, you slapped the Saint of our Spirit Hall, and now you are threatening to kill the elders of our Spirit Hall. Do you really think that there is no one in our Spirit Hall?"

Everyone looked up and saw two figures, one black and one white, flying down from the sky and appearing in everyone's sight.

The black figure was shrouded in darkness and his face could not be seen at all.

But his eyes were as sharp as a knife, emitting a cold and chilling light.

However, the white figure was a man with extremely gentle looks who could definitely be described as a beautiful woman.

Both of them exuded a powerful aura, and nine soul rings were hovering around them.

There is no doubt that they are the titled elders of the Spirit Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Guimei.

"I just came to see the juniors, but you guys are like flies, jumping out one after another. It's really annoying!"

Qian Yuhan shook his head, looking impatient.

Hearing his arrogant words, Ju Douluo's face suddenly turned ashen.

Although the ghost beside him didn't say anything, his expression was extremely ugly.

They are Titled Douluo, and their soul power is as high as level 95. They are top-notch warriors in the Douluo Continent.

Being called a fly?

This is so humiliating!

"Who are you exactly?"

Ju Douluo put his hands behind his back, his gaze fell on Qian Yuhan, he looked at him carefully, his eyes full of solemnity.

There was not a trace of aura emanating from Qian Yuhan, and even no fluctuations could be sensed. He seemed to be just an ordinary person.

But this mysterious feeling made him feel creepy, as if his head would fall off in the next second.

Especially when Ju Douluo saw Qian Yuhan still drinking, his expression became even more serious.

Facing a strong enemy, he still dared to drink a sip of wine from time to time. Either he was extremely powerful, or he was crazy!

But all he saw from Qian Yuhan was calmness, without any tension or worry at all.

"Qian Yuhan!"

Qian Yuhan raised the jade gourd and said without changing his expression.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Falling Flowers Break Your Heart!"

Seeing that he couldn't find out any information about the other party, Ju Douluo didn't waste any more words and directly released his soul skills.

(End of this chapter)