Douluo's holy sword

"This is this." Some people at the VIP table were already starting to feel restless.

But Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said with a smile: "Today's young people are really..."

Sword Douluo at the side looked at this golden light with serious eyes.

It was unmistakable, this ray of light was indeed what he perceived last time.

Even if they are not, I am afraid they are closely related, and they definitely come from the same origin.

Now, is it finally going to show its true face?

"Your Majesty," someone from Wuhun Palace couldn't help but ask.

"Quiet." Bibi Dong whispered, her voice cold.

"Now watch the game quietly." Although her voice was calm and unwavering, it could be seen from her hands clenching the armrests that she was not as calm as she appeared.

In her heart, she could feel that the result of this competition might not be the same as they expected before.

Those three soul bones

I'm afraid I will make a wedding dress for others.

A smile quietly appeared on Xue Qinghe's face. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Yes, that's it."

"Show your brilliance to the fullest."

"You are the man I have chosen. You will shine wherever you go."

On the field, the golden light that originally permeated the entire field began to gradually converge, and finally converged on the side of Shrek Academy, forming a beam of light that soared into the sky.

A beam of light that can be clearly seen no matter where it is in Wuhun City.

Many civilians and low-level soul masters looked in awe and bowed slightly towards the Pope's Palace.

What's more, they prostrated themselves on the ground and professed miracles.

In the hall of offerings, many worshipers who were practicing here woke up from their cultivation, and at the same time turned their eyes to the hall of the Pope with surprise on their faces.

In the Temple of Angels, Qian Daoliu, who had returned here at some point, also looked into the distance with his hands behind his back.

"I remember near the Pope's Palace. Today is the final of the Continental Senior Soul Master Competition. Is this power that little guy? But where did he get such strong soul power?" Qian Daoliu thought in confusion.

This beam of light looks amazing, but its actual soul power is only at the Soul Saint level. It all depends on the quality of the martial soul itself to create such a fight.

However, that little guy is only at the Soul Sect level. Where did he get the soul power at the Soul Saint level?

"Oh, why do I think so much?" Qian Daoliu suddenly laughed and shook his head.

It won't be a bad thing after all

but

“It’s such a big movement.”

On the field, Xie Yue, Hu Liena and the others stared at the golden beam of light approaching with ashen faces.

"What should we do now?" After a long time, someone finally said with a trembling voice.

"I said what I said." Yan couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly shouted: "We should have rushed up as soon as possible. Then, no matter what they want to do, there is simply not enough time to complete it."

Faced with such huge pressure, Yan's character was already irritable, and now he is completely out of control.

Hu Liena pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Although Yan's words were somewhat unreasonable, in a sense, there was nothing wrong.

This is indeed the consequence of her command error.

If I knew it from the beginning

However, Hu Liena still believed that no matter who stood in her position, faced with an unknown situation, and felt a faint crisis in their hearts, they would choose to stand still and wait for the aftermath.

"Okay, let's not talk about this now." Xie Yue's face was a little pale, and his meridians were still a little uncomfortable due to the excessive use of soul power just now. However, because of his duty as captain, he still had to step in to stop Yan's behavior.

After Xie Yue said this, Yan stopped talking.

He didn't have any objection to Hu Liena at first, it's just that he lost control of his emotions a little under the mountainous pressure.

"What we have to do now is to think about how to face their next attack." Xie Yue said in a deep voice.

Now, everyone, including Yan who was excited before, stopped talking.

He didn't dare to say anything about rushing up now.

He is irritable and reckless, but he is not stupid

His inner alarm bells were beeping and telling him never to step forward.

If you step forward, you will die.

He doesn't want to die yet

"Back off." At this time, Hu Lina said in a hoarse voice.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, Hu Liena continued to explain: "Right now, although we don't know what they want to do, what we will face next will definitely be a thunderbolt."

"From their actions, it seems that everyone's soul power is concentrated in the body of the person at the front."

"Such a huge soul power cannot be gathered in one person's body for a long time. So"

"As long as we can withstand one blow, they should be defeated," Hu Liena said solemnly.

"We retreated to the distance and regrouped. The seven of us defended with all our strength. In addition, our own soul power will be better than theirs, so we may not be unable to resist this blow.

"Nana is right, I agree." Xie Yue nodded.

Yan was silent for a while, then said dully: "Second."

The leading "golden generation" agreed, and the rest naturally had no opinion.

They immediately began to retreat, and did not stop until they retreated not far from the edge of the field. Seven people gathered together and stood in a circle.

Just as they stood in their positions, a figure stepped out of the beam of light.

"That is"

Left arm armor, right arm armor, chest armor, battle skirt, right leg armor, left leg armor

Ye Yao, wearing a complete set of blue and white armor, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Behind him was a blue cloak fluttering slightly in the wind.

Ye Yao smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling the soul power filling his body, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Swallowed the piece of medicinal herb given by Tang San before the start of the match.

Emma, ​​I'm going to burst.

This statement is true in every sense of the word.

After gathering all the soul power of seven people and increasing it several times, with a body at the Yeyao Soul Sect level to withstand the Soul Saint level soul power, most people would have exploded long ago.

However, firstly, Ye Yao had a body tempered by immortal grass, and secondly, he had absorbed soul rings beyond the limit four times, and his physical strength far exceeded that of a soul master of the same level, so he could barely withstand this soul power.

According to the master's prediction, among the Shrek people, only Tang San and Ye Yao could barely bear it.

Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer couldn't be exposed, and the Blue Silver Grass's killing power was seriously insufficient, so naturally it was Ye Yao's turn to bear this heavy burden.

The most important point is that Ye Yao owns Avalon, which can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Even if there is an accident, he will never die.

If it was Tang San, if something unexpected happened along the way, he might actually have to burp.

Of course, even in this case, Tang San also gave Ye Yao a piece of medicinal herb to slightly suppress the passionate soul power in his body, making it easier for Ye Yao to control.

So when Ye Yao walked out before and stood there without saying a word, it was not because he was showing off, but because he was trying hard to control the soul power in his body and couldn't be distracted.

To be honest, he was really a little panicked. If he was suddenly attacked now, he would be in danger. However, on the surface, he remained completely calm and maintained his charming smile.

This is the so-called, stable as an old dog on the surface, but a flustered one on the inside.

Fortunately, the opponent was not so intelligent, and even retreated to the edge of the field.

Really

You are such a good opponent, where are we going to get hurt in the future? Ye Yao couldn't help but sigh.

After two more breaths, Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said comfortably, "I'm fine."

Then he turned his eyes to the people in the Wuhun Hall who were facing a formidable enemy in the distance, and their expressions became joyful.

"I said." Ye Yaomingming only spoke softly, but his voice clearly reached the ears of everyone in Wuhun Hall.

"Are you ready for the trial?"

As a result, everyone in Wuhundian didn't say a word, but their expressions became more and more tense, and even a few spirit rings lit up, blessing themselves.

"Well, this makes me a little embarrassed," Ye Yao said, scratching his cheek.

As Ye Yao stepped out of the beam of light, the beam of light gradually began to weaken, and now it has completely dissipated, revealing Tang San and the others in it.

Now, all of them collapsed to the ground exhausted.

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes feebly and cursed: "Stop pretending, kid, do it faster, do it faster, now I'm so uncomfortable with Ta Miao."

The exhaustion of soul power and the faint swelling and pain of the meridians made Dai Mubai only think about the end of the game to receive treatment and rest.

Ma Hongjun said sadly and angrily: "Why is it not me who is pretending to be beeping?"

Tang San's condition was slightly better. He steeled himself and said, "Hurry up, otherwise things will change if you wait too long."

"Oh, that's okay." Ye Yao nodded. Since everyone has said so, I'll do it quickly.

So, under everyone's gaze, he held the invisible holy sword in his right hand and whispered: "Wind"

A gust of wind suddenly surged from Ye Yao's right hand, and everyone could see that with the gust of wind, the holy sword in Ye Yao's right hand gradually revealed his true face.

"How gorgeous," Ning Fengzhi said in admiration, stroking her palms.

In the previous competitions, the sword in Ye Yao's hand did not show its true face, but it only showed for a few short moments when using the first soul skill.

Never before have you been able to watch for so long.

Sword Douluo also nodded.

During the half-year training with Ye Yao, he had seen the real body of this sword many times, but every time he saw it, he would feel a sense of astonishment in his heart.

At the same time, I felt a little depressed in my heart.

Same as sword

Why can this boy be so beautiful?

"As long as I see this sword once, I'm afraid I will never forget it in this life." Someone praised.

"It's amazing." Someone echoed.

Bibi Dong looked deeply at this dazzling holy sword, and her heart fluctuated slightly.

Is this a martial spirit comparable to Seraphim?

On the competition stage, Ye Yao held the sword in both hands and raised it high above his head.

"Everyone, be careful, it's coming," Xie Yue shouted.

Afterwards, everyone in the Wuhun Hall began to mobilize all their soul power for defense.

"Gather the breath of the stars in the sky, and the rushing flow of brilliant life," Ye Yao solemnly declared.

There are countless golden light spots gathering on the holy sword from all directions.

From the meadows, from the streets, from the alleys, from the lakes

Countless people looked up at the sky at this moment.

This light is so warm.

And everyone present looked tense.

Are you coming?

In the empty space, someone seemed to be nostalgic and said: "Is it finally going to start?"

"Can we finally see that glory again?"

"That's the king's holy sword."

Didn't they always follow this light?

After many years, finally again

This golden light looked more startling than the east.

In the Angel Temple, Qian Daoliu felt a familiar aura.

"This is what that boy's power is"

At this time, voices sounded from all over the arena at the same time.

"The shining sword is the sad and lofty dream that all the warriors who died in battle in the past, present, and future had in their hearts before they died."

"He took pride in that belief and carried it through to the end."

这 是

"The power of faith" Qian Daoliu said that name in shock.

He who has served the God of Angels for many years naturally knows what this power is.

this kid

And in the field

"Well, no, where did this explanation come from?" someone suddenly said.

Everyone at the VIP table was stunned. Then, someone waved his hand and asked someone to go find someone who was talking there.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a frightened face arrived.

"What do you mean by that?" someone asked seriously.

"Young and old don't know," the man said quickly.

"I wonder if you know the consequences of lying?" Someone slammed the table and shouted, exuding a faint soul pressure.

This person is just a soul master of more than ten levels, and he is in the auxiliary department. He has never seen such a battle before, and he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.

"Sir, what I said is true," the middle-aged man said with a cry.

"The small martial soul is a loudspeaker. Its natural soul power is only half a level, and it will only be a dozen levels of soul power in a lifetime, and it has no fighting ability."

"So, the little one did a little business with other martial soul companions who are also like this."

"Relying on our martial arts, because our voices are loud enough, we help others act as masters of ceremonies and so on."

"Yesterday, a young man came to us, hoping that we could read a passage during today's game." Having said this, the man frantically took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to the person in front of him.

Others saw this piece of paper and looked at each other, as if this was really the case

"Then how did you know to recite it at this time?" someone questioned.

"That" the middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Originally we asked that customer this way, but"

"He said, when the time comes, we will naturally know how to read it."

Everyone looked at such a magnificent scene, and they were all speechless and speechless.

this young man

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing, Jian Douluo's face was ashen, and he closed his eyes silently.

This evil

Xue Qinghe covered his face in pain and sighed.

this idiot

"At this moment, the victorious king sings the true name of Miracle in the Singer" the voice on the field came to the end.

The sword blade in Ye Yao's hand was already shining with golden light, and Ye Yao shouted loudly.

"Take it ex"

"alibur"

A huge golden beam of light rushed out from Ye Yao's sword, heading straight towards the Wuhun Hall.

"It's over." Hu Liena laughed miserably and gave up resistance.

This force is simply not something they can resist.

Dead this time.

In the next second, a golden beam of light engulfed them all.