Douluo: My wife Qian Renxue gave birth to the Seven Calabash Brothers

Chapter 77: Sanwa is so powerful that he can catch Sword Douluo’s ninth soul skill with one hand!

When Bone Douluo saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked. This old guy was going to get serious. He rarely used this soul skill before, unless it was a matter of life and death.

Bone Douluo couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed a qualitative leap for a Titled Douluo to reach level 95 or above, 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.

Jian Douluo really began to use his full strength. Sanwa's action just now really destroyed Jian Douluo's pride. That was the Seven Killing Sword that he was proud of, but it was just blocked by a little Calabash Brothers, and it didn't even cause any damage. He was really unwilling to accept this!
Jian Douluo looked down at the three kids in front of him like a god of war. His voice was as deep and serious as thunder, with a hint of warning.

"Kneel down now and admit your mistake... maybe I can spare your life!"

He spoke hypocritically. After all, there were too many people here, and using the ninth soul skill on a child was indeed a bit like bullying the weak.

I still have to say some polite words...

"Old man, you really talk a lot of nonsense. What did my father say about people like you...pretending, yes, pretending, people like you just like to pretend.

"You are actually very weak... your sword doesn't have much power. If you want to kill me... then come on, don't come up with any high-sounding excuses."

Sanwa raised his head confidently, put his hands on his hips, and said lightly.

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he didn't care at all about Jian Douluo's threat.

Hearing this, Jian Douluo's expression became even uglier, as if his secrets had been touched upon.

"Then you're going to die!?"

Jian Douluo no longer hesitated. He swung the giant sword with swift and sharp movements. Each sword strike carried unparalleled power, and the air around him was torn apart with sharp explosions.

His figure moved as quickly as a ghost, and his sword moves fell like a torrential rain, dazzling people.

Sanwa didn't seem panicked at all. He dodged left and right flexibly, avoiding Jian Douluo's attacks again and again.

"White-haired old man, is this all you have got?" Sanwa shouted with a smile, his eyes full of provocation.

Jian Douluo snorted coldly, and the attack of the giant sword in his hand became more and more fierce. He suddenly jumped up and chopped the giant sword straight down at Sanwa. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy had already arrived, and a deep crack appeared on the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Sanwa's expression finally became serious. He activated his four major soul skills at the same time and crossed his hands to prepare to take the blow.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Sanwa was knocked back several steps by the powerful force, and his feet left two deep marks on the ground. But there were only marks on the ground, and Sanwa was still unharmed!
"Okay, okay, old man, your sword has some strength this time."

Sanwa shook his numb arms, and this time he really felt that the old man in front of him was quite powerful.

Hearing Sanwa's evaluation that he only had a little strength... Jian Douluo became even more angry, and his hands did not stop moving at all. The sword shadows intertwined, and just when the two sides were deadlocked, Jian Douluo suddenly flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Sanwa looked around and said nonchalantly, "White-haired old man, do you want to play hide-and-seek with me?"

"Break it for me!"

Jian Douluo's voice came from above.

Sanwa looked up and saw Jian Douluo holding up the giant sword with both hands. The sword was shining brightly and a terrifying energy was gathering.

The energy seemed to come from between heaven and earth, carrying endless pressure and majesty, making people tremble. "Finally it feels a little interesting... hehe."

Sanwa's expression finally became serious, even solemn. He took a deep breath, mobilised his own strength and prepared to meet the attack.

His body emanated 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 under Sanwa's feet lit up one by one. Among them, the blood-red hundred thousand year soul ring at the sixth position burst out with a strong blood light, illuminating the entire venue in blood red.

The bloody light was as rich as fresh blood, giving people a feeling of bloodiness and slaughter.

At this moment, a golden light shone brightly on Sanwa's body, as if a Buddha shadow emerged from the sky. The Buddha shadow was solemn and dignified, emitting endless Buddha light, which formed a sharp contrast with the blood light on Sanwa's body.

"Seven Killing Swords - kill both gods and demons!" Sword Douluo shouted, and the giant sword fell with the power to destroy the world.

Bone Douluo was shocked again. This was Sword Douluo's ninth soul skill, the real unique skill of his old friend. If he used this powerful ninth soul skill, even he himself would suffer some backlash, so he would not use it easily.

On the high platform!

Seeing that Jian Douluo actually activated the ninth soul skill, Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly and looked at Sanwa with some worry, hesitating whether to take action or not. But when she saw that Sanwa still had a confident look on his face, she gave up the idea.

Sanwa still raised his head confidently, with a powerful golden light emanating from his body and the shadow of Buddha looming behind him, resisting this powerful attack.

"Dang!" There was a clear and sharp sound, as if a huge bell was struck violently. The sound instantly cut through the air and hurt people's eardrums.

The sound was short and intense, with a unique vibrato, and the lingering sound lingered 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 the situation clearly.

"You little brat, you're really going to be beaten to death by Grandpa Jian. Let's see how arrogant you can be later."

"Grandpa Jian is a Titled Douluo at level ninety-six. Only a Titled Douluo of a higher level than him can possibly hurt Grandpa Jian. It's simply a daydream for a little brat to want to defeat Grandpa Jian." Ning Rongrong said with glee.

At this moment, some people began to feel sorry for Shi Dachun. "This kid couldn't really be killed by Jian Douluo's sword energy, right? It's such a pity that such a peerless genius is about to fall."

"Alas, perhaps this is fate. When such a powerful Title Douluo wants him dead, there is nothing we can do to change it."

However, after hearing these conversations, Bibi Dong, who was in the stands, felt a little regretful.

She couldn't help but clench her fists, her hands trembling slightly. She thought to herself, if this child was really Xiaoxue's, then she would be Shi Dachun's grandmother.

But she watched Sanwa being killed by someone else. Even if Bibi Dong hated Qian Renxue... Bibi Dong felt a little regretful at this moment.

"no!"

Bibi Dong shouted softly and prepared to attack, but when she was about to take a step, she stopped immediately.

Because at this moment the fog in the field gradually dissipated, and only the faint Buddha shadow behind the Calabash Brothers on the field was seen holding Sword Douluo's Seven Killing Sword with two fingers.

(End of this chapter)