Douluo's holy sword

What happened to this woman?

Ye Yao looked at Xue Qinghe, who was in a daze, and unconsciously touched his head, feeling confused for a while.

This woman is so strange today. She has been like this from the beginning. Just ask some weird and unrealistic questions, and then you end up like this

don't understand

"Boy, come out." A familiar old voice appeared in Ye Yao's ear.

"Yeah" Ye Yao was stunned for a moment and subconsciously whispered: "Old man"

He glanced at Xue Qinghe again and found that he had no reaction, so he realized that it was probably Sword Douluo who had only let him hear the sound.

What is this old man doing with me?

"Well, I have to go out first, you think about it slowly." Ye Yao hesitated for a moment, but still said hello to Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe nodded in a daze, but Ye Yao felt that he didn't understand what he said at all.

Is this a completely subconscious reaction?

This woman is hopeless

Ye Yao secretly shook his head, turned over and got off the carriage.

Ye Yao couldn't help but stretch his feet as he stepped on the ground again. He had been sitting in the car for most of the day and it was just a good time to stretch his muscles.

Well, has the convoy stopped?

That's right, it's almost sunset, and it's time to set up camp.

Then, why is the old man looking for me?

Ye Yao's eyes swept around, but he didn't see Jian Douluo for a moment.

"Where are you looking?" A voice sounded from behind.

Ye Yao was not surprised, but smiled helplessly and said: "Old man, you are a titled Douluo, why are you here to scare me, a little soul sect?"

"Scare!" Sword Douluo snorted coldly, then turned his back and said, "Follow me."

"Well, the two of us, Sect Leader Ning and His Highness the Crown Prince," Ye Yao asked subconsciously.

Although Ning Fengzhi is a soul sage, he is an auxiliary type, and his actual combat ability is not much better than ordinary people. Therefore, in his capacity, he will always be protected by one of Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo.

But now, Ye Yao didn't see Ning Fengzhi's figure.

"It doesn't matter, the crown prince already has a lot of good fighters with him, and within three kilometers, I'll be there in no time." Sword Douluo glanced at him and said.

"Old man, are we going?" Ye Yao couldn't help but ask.

"What are you talking about?" Sword Douluo's face darkened, he looked at Ye Yao and said maliciously: "Follow me quickly, or you'll make me do the same thing as before."

"Just don't let me go with you forever." Ye Yao said loudly immediately.

Just kidding, you knocked me out again and took you away under your arm

Do I, Ye Yao, have no face?

"Then go." After Jian Douluo said this, he ignored Ye Yao and walked forward on his own.

"Why do I have an ominous premonition?" Ye Yao lamented with a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but he did not dare to hesitate and immediately followed Sword Douluo's pace.

Afterwards, they walked about two kilometers away, and Jian Douluo stopped moving forward, but stayed in place.

"Okay, let's go here." Sword Douluo looked around and found that the place was still empty, so he nodded in satisfaction.

"It's over, my premonition seems to be getting worse." Ye Yao swallowed, his inner uneasiness getting stronger and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Then" Sword Douluo turned around, looked at Ye Yao, and said calmly: "Come, let me see how much you have grown during this time."

"It's not that, old man," Ye Yao said with a bitter look on his face, "Don't you always watch my battles during this period? You know best what improvements I have made.

"Huh..." It's fine if Ye Yao doesn't say anything, but when it comes to this, Jian Douluo feels out of breath.

"You still have the nerve to say"

"Tell me, in this competition, there were a few matches where you really gave your all," Sword Douluo snorted coldly.

Ye Yao thought about it carefully.

It seems, probably, should

"Not even one game." Jian Douluo snorted disdainfully.

"You didn't fight with all your strength, so how could I possibly know your progress?"

"Nowadays, the little guys of your generation are really getting worse every year," Sword Douluo said, shaking his head.

However, Ye Yao always felt that this old man was like his previous homeroom teacher, always saying that sentence again.

"You are the worst class I have ever led."

Ha ha

"The little fellows who went to Wuhun City, that Feng Xiaotian is not bad, he has created a soul skill similar to the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique of those barbarians from the Haotian School." Sword Douluo commented.

Ye Yao nodded.

Indeed, at a young age and with a Soul Sect-level strength, he was able to create his own soul skills. With this courage and creativity alone, Feng Xiaotian was worthy of the name of a genius.

It's a pity that he's a bitch

"It's just that the soul skill is still a bit rough. In terms of power superposition, it's still a lot worse than the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique." Sword Douluo said with some regret.

"Old man, you must be a bit more demanding." Ye Yao laughed.

"People are cloaking the wind hammer method, but Haotianzong doesn't know how many generations of people have been perfecting the hammer method, and Feng Xiaotian has only one person, and it has only been created for a few years, no matter how wonderful it is, it is impossible to catch up with it all at once. ah."

"Oh, that's right. If a junior can create a unique skill that surpasses them so easily, then those barbarians should die of shame." Sword Douluo said maliciously.

He just doesn't like those barbarians who only know how to fight and kill.

Although he only knows how to chop, chop, chop

"And there's that girl named Huo Wu." Sword Douluo glanced at Ye Yao.

He still remembered what happened to Huo Wu and this little guy on the competition stage.

"That little guy is very rare. At this age, she has started to exercise the control of soul power. In this respect, she can already be said to be a leader of her class." Sword Douluo praised.

Ye Yao didn't say a word.

For this woman Huo Wu, for everything about her, he should stay as far away as possible.

Otherwise, the guy in the car doesn't know how he would torture him.

"Why didn't this little girl contact you after the game?" Sword Douluo's tone contained a hint of teasing.

"Contacted." Ye Yao sighed, a little helpless.

How could there be no contact, how could it be a joke to have done that kind of behavior on the competition stage.

During the few days in Wuhun City, Huo Wu came to see him more than once, but due to various reasons, Ye Yao was always unwilling to see her.

why

First of all, he is a kind, pure, dedicated and peerless man. Now that he already has a girl he likes, then he will definitely draw a line with other girls.

Especially for girls like Huo Wu who have already expressed their feelings clearly, they should keep their distance.

It's definitely not because I'm afraid of the jealous person at home.

Second come

Altria

The only black history in his life, he really doesn't want to be discovered

So, that night, Ye Yao didn't want to see any of Huo Wu and Hu Liena who had been in close contact.

Especially Ye Yao thought of the eager eyes of Huo Wushuang and Xie Yue

呕

"You're not bad for letting that girl go like this. She's worthy of you." Sword Douluo said with some curiosity.

"I have someone I like." Ye Yao said seriously.

"Tsk" Sword Douluo shook his head, looked at Ye Yao, and said disdainfully: "Then why are you flirting with that little girl?"

I didn't expect that I would be so pure all my life, and I would accept such a scumbag apprentice when I grow old.

Alas, there is no guarantee for the late festival. There is no guarantee for the late festival.

"How can you blame me?" Ye Yao said a little aggrievedly.

"I didn't take the initiative to flirt with him, it was her who took the initiative."

I am the one who is forced

"and"

"She just has a temporary affection and can't think about it." Ye Yao said softly, "Sooner or later, he will realize that this is not a real liking. At best, it is just a good impression."

"I'm not a good match either. Sooner or later, she will meet someone who loves her, someone she loves."

But to win one's heart, the white head will not be separated.

Fortunately, I have already met

Suddenly, Jian Douluo slapped Ye Yao on the head, interrupting his emotion.

"Old man, what are you doing?" Ye Yao glared at Sword Douluo and said dissatisfied.

"Hmph, at such a young age, when it comes to the love between men and women, his views are almost the same as those of a seventy-year-old guy. It's true." Sword Douluo snorted softly.

"You are young and don't do your job properly. No wonder you are still a soul sect now."

"It's just a soul sect," Ye Yao said with an angry smile.

"Old man, look for me. How many soul sects on this continent are already at the forty-sixth level at the age of fifteen?"

Just kidding, those "golden generation" who have been praised so loudly in Wuhundian, at Ye Yao's age, it is absolutely impossible for them to have higher soul power than him.

"How dare you talk back?" Another slap came down.

Ye Yao crouched on the ground, clutching his head wanting to cry but without tears.

This old man is so angry and furious

"Okay, let's continue talking"

"Apart from this Fire Dance, there are only a few from the Wuhun Palace."

"Originally, their strength is sufficient. If they compete head-on with you, even you have to go all out, otherwise you won't have enough chance of winning."

"After all, although your talents are even greater, but in terms of soul power, you are still at a disadvantage."

"But, I didn't expect that you would end up using the seven-in-one fusion technique," Sword Douluo said with some regret.

The fact that they possessed the seven-in-one fusion skill was indeed beyond his expectation, and as a result, they won the final victory so easily.

And Ye Yao had no chance to take action seriously.

"There is no other way. This method has a higher chance of winning." Ye Yao chuckled and said, "You also know that the opponent's martial soul fusion skills are not compatible with mine. If we fight hard, we still can't guarantee the chance of winning. "

"If it were a normal game, losing would be enough, but in this game, the reward is soul bones."

“And it’s still three yuan.”

Jian Douluo was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, let's seize the time and get started." Sword Douluo said with his hands behind his back.

"Ah, what a beating," Ye Yao said reluctantly with a bitter look on his face.

"Either you play the sword, or I will play, you choose one." Sword Douluo said coldly.

Ye Yao didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and immediately released his martial spirit.

Just kidding, you always draw your sword

Do you really want me to lie down in the car again?

It seems pretty good. Maybe Xueer will take care of me herself.

"By the way, don't let me see you cheating or you will know the consequences," Sword Douluo threatened.

Ye Yao didn't say a word, but silently put on a posture, gathering strength.

"Well, it's not bad." Sword Douluo nodded secretly.

Afterwards, various voices came from the open space.

"Why haven't you eaten? The sword is so slow and the strength is so weak. Do you want to eat before you come back?"

After a while

"Well, these two swords were quite interesting just now, in that case"

clang clang clang clang

"Old man, what are you doing? Didn't you agree that I would draw the sword?" Ye Yao was shocked and angry.

"But I never said I wouldn't draw a sword."

"Old man you"

"Stop talking nonsense and pick up the sword."

"Ya, Yamei Butterfly"

After a while

"I told you, don't rely too much on your intuition. If you do this, you may miss many opportunities during the battle. If you try again" "No, I can't do it anymore."

“If it doesn’t work, you have to keep going.”

"I told you that you didn't learn well at a young age and fell in love prematurely. You fell in love with someone my Rongrong was not good enough to still like."

"I, I," Ye Yao said tremblingly, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, half kneeling on the ground.

"What are you doing? Keep going."

Crackling

"Also, you are so good at it. You even recited poems during the competition."

"I do not"

"We also found someone to read the narration in advance."

"I"

"Damn it, I have lost all face to you."

I don't know how much time passed before Ye Yao lay on the ground covered in bruises and weakly condemned: "Old man, what are you doing?"

I will definitely fight to the end against evil forces like you.

I won't give in

"Yeah" Sword Douluo hummed, causing Ye Yao to swallow back the words that were about to reach his lips.

"Well played, well played"

I, after all, gave in to the evil forces.

"Okay, that's it for today." Sword Douluo looked at Ye Yao with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. It seemed that Ye Yao's progress was barely satisfactory to him.

Ye Yao was too lazy to say anything.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Jian Douluo said suddenly.

"Fengzhi has received news that there is news about the soul bone he is looking for for you."

"Well" Ye Yao was stunned for a moment, then struggled to stand up and asked, "That is"

"A left leg bone." Jian Douluo said.

"The age is about 50,000 years, and it is a top-grade soul bone."

"Fifty thousand years, this" Ye Yao was shocked.

Fifty thousand years, you know, the head bone that caused Wuhundian collective pain is only fifty thousand years old. The other two soul bones are already top-grade, but they are only at the level of 20,000 to 30,000 years old.

The skull that Ye Yao gave to Ning Rongrong was probably only 25,000 to 30,000 years old.

it seems

"Don't worry, it's not as outrageous as you imagined." Jian Douluo knew what Ye Yao was thinking at a glance.

"First of all, head bones are rarer and more valuable than limb bones. Therefore, the limb bones equivalent to Rongrong's head bone must be about 40,000 years old."

"This one is over ten thousand years old, so it's not too much," Sword Douluo said.

After all, a soul bone is not a Chinese cabbage, and it is impossible to choose it as you like. To find this one, which is about the same age, is already the skill of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

As for slightly higher value

Does this matter to the Qibao Glazed Sect?

Leaving aside the relationship between Ye Yao, Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't care too much about other soul masters.

Just think of it as forming a good relationship.

Ye Yao nodded silently, and at the same time, secretly remembered this matter in his heart.

"Okay, let's go back and continue tomorrow." Sword Douluo glanced at the sky and said to Ye Yao.

"Ah, come back tomorrow"

"Once at noon and once in the afternoon"

"No, old man, let's discuss it again." A wailing sound sounded.