Xiuwu Niang on Douluo Continent

Wuji Dekong glanced at the burning incense, and found that it was half burned. His eyelids trembled wildly, and his heart began to become irritable again.

He was a majestic saint, but he was beaten so hard and embarrassingly by a sixteen-year-old sister-in-law. When word spread to the ears of other teachers, how could he maintain his majestic image in the college in the future?

But now that the battle is basically over, Wuji has no intention of giving Su Xiu another chance to fight back.

The true form of Wuhun appeared, and the tripod collided, knocking Su Xiu into the ground; the round tripod fell, hitting the girl's legs directly.

Under this wave of attacks, it was impossible for Su Xiu's legs to be intact. If he lost his legs and was unable to stand up, the agility attack type war spirit master would be defeated.

Just when Wuji withdrew his martial soul's true form and turned into a human form and was about to land on the ground, in the smoke and dust, three cold lights rushed through the air. They were not martial spirits, but crossbow arrows.

The sudden appearance of the crossbow arrow made Wuji's pupils shrink slightly in fright. Fortunately, it was just an ordinary iron crossbow arrow, which was blown away by his soul power.

Taking this as an opportunity, iron swords began to be fired.

Wuji looked at Su Xiu who was crawling on the ground in disbelief. Iron swords kept appearing in the girl's hands, throwing them at him like anchors. Some of the iron swords had soul power, and some of them seemed like the ingenuity of some kind of technique. Of course, there were also some. Parts of it are just purely like throwing things out to vent your emotions.

"Mao Yatou! What on earth do you want to do?!" Wuji said unbearably.

Su Xiu didn't say anything, but the sharpness in his eyes did not diminish at all. This strange situation lasted for a minute, and the iron swords were scattered around like garbage.

Wuji suddenly rushed forward and launched an attack: "I want to see what other methods you have."

Su Xiu quickly tied the two unconscious legs together with a rope and tied them into a tight knot. She suddenly slapped her hands on the ground and her body flew into the air.

Holding the sword in his right hand, the Qinglian Sword Technique starts!

The left hand holds the sword or controls thousands of threads or strips of cloth, using the sword inserted on the ground as the fulcrum to ensure the movement and suspension of the body in the air.

At this time, Su Xiu was like a fish, the air was the sea water, the lost legs turned into a fish tail swinging with the water, and the hands were like fins.

The free-swimming fish wandered through the battlefield without any restraints. The fireworks caused by the collision were like crystals on the water. Swords were embellished, turning into blossoming lotus flowers. The fallen iron swords fell on the water like lotus petals. Create a ripple.

Many years later, whenever Sun Xiong heard someone talking about the story of the Canglan Seven Stars, which were famous in the mainland but have now become legends and gods, he would say: "There is a dark star in the Canglan Seven Stars, although it is invisible. , but she is the only legend who is comparable to a god in human form."

The shock in Wuji's heart was comparable to the severe pain radiating from several places on his body at this moment. With the strength of his body, he couldn't help but gasp, and his whole body spasmed in pain.

This sword array is different from the dazzling brought by martial arts and soul skills, but it has the beauty of returning to nature. Who would have thought that an iron sword that is ordinary in anyone's eyes can be in the hands of one person, with a person's skill? The beauty of bright objects.

The shadow of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the sword is one body. It is an object forged by human hands, and the value of this life is burned by human hands. The sword is broken without regrets.

Wuji looked up to the sky and roared, his pupils were bloodshot, and he pointed towards the sky. The seventh soul ring, the 100,000-year-old soul ring suddenly lit up, and the fiery red light was like a cloud rising from explosives. With the khaki mother energy of all things penetrating the heaven and the earth, the three-legged and two-round tripod stands in the sky.

"The Mother of Three Lives, the great cauldron canonize the gods, and destroy the country!"

"Brother Wu!" Sun Xiong transformed into the martial soul true form of a powerful Vajra Bear, and activated his soul skill Fudou Mingwang, using all his strength to protect Xuelian behind him. However, facing Wuji's seventh soul skill, Sun Xiong's soul skill was like a storm in the storm. The boat is shaky.

"Crazy, crazy, both of you are crazy!"

Sun Xiong kept swearing in his mouth, and the Fudo Mingou's defensive shield built with his soul skills continued to crack: "There is such a big commotion, but someone should come to the rescue!"

"Mad! This is the end of the world! I can't hold it any longer!"

The chirping of an eagle penetrated the eardrums, and the golden light came through the sky like a rain of arrows. A five-clawed golden eagle spread its giant wings and wrapped the Fudo Ming King's light mask, making it as solid as gold.

Seeing the man standing in front of him, Sun Xiong took away his martial spirit and sat down on the ground, panting heavily: "Brother Yuan, you are here, Brother Wu is crazy, he doesn't even know what happened to the little girl. , won’t he die?”

The man adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Nothing, the principal is here, he is always here."

"It's not easy for Principal Yan to be in the college. So he sees the performance of the five students. What does Mr. Yan say?"

"Five stars gather together to gather in Canglan."

"Okay! The attraction between geniuses!" Sun Xiong slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "So the merger of the colleges will not happen, right?"

"No, the principal has finalized the merger with the Imperial Academy."

"what?!!"

"After all, the academy really has no money now, and it is not qualified to participate in the upcoming Soul Master Elite Competition."

"..."

The man glanced at him, and Sun Xiong, whose unwillingness was evident, said, "Don't worry, Canglan never does business at a loss."

The snow lotus disappeared, and the woman in white appeared. Her jade hand fell on the bud-shaped snow lotus behind her, and four young men who had recovered from their injuries fell to the ground.

The five-clawed golden eagle also disappeared, and a huge pit appeared in the open space. Several figures were hovering around it, and a soul power shield was constructed to control the scope of the Wuji soul skill here.

Everyone's eyes fell on the pit. In the center stood an old man with silver hair and black clothes. The short Tang knife on his waist was broken by some kind of sharp blade in his left hand.

Wuji looked with lingering fear at the girl who was being held by the old man on his shoulders. In her right hand was a crystal sword that was slowly disappearing.

Wuji bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you principal for saving me. If this sword fell, my arm would probably be cut off."

"The little girl has many tricks. She can paralyze you with the iron sword. At critical moments, she can use the spiritual sword to replace the iron sword. Naturally, you will not be able to protect yourself. Although the spiritual sword is still just a sword embryo, it is not comparable to ordinary sharp blades. Don't be careless against the enemy in the future. "

"Yes, I sincerely follow the principal's instructions." Wuji said with great respect.

"The little girl's second soul skill, only she can help you take out the needle. The pain you suffered during this period of using soul power to suppress it should be regarded as a punishment for underestimating the enemy."

Wuji smiled bitterly: "Is this girl probably going to be in a coma for ten days and a half?"

"When Xiaoxue's anger subsides, let her loosen your muscles and bones, lest the needles are taken out and the muscles become necrotic and it won't be worthwhile."

"Yes"

"I'm leaving the academy to go to the Imperial Academy to discuss matters concerning the academy. I'll leave the three of you to take care of the children. I've also invited their instructor. He's on his way here. You must live in peace."

The old man handed Su Xiu to Wuji and said, "Little girl, I understand your good intentions. I think you also feel the pride of being a teacher."