The swordsman who started as Douluo

"Ah~"

"No, help."

"Sir, help me."

Long Tianquan kept waving his sword to block, but how could he block the attacks of ten people? So there were still several attacks directed at the crowd, and people kept falling.

Long Tianquan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted in a hissing voice: "What kind of skills do you have? If you have the skills, come at me! You are a bunch of bastards, trash, and rats in the gutter. You can only hide in this place for the rest of your life." In the smelly ditch.”

The black-robed soul sect sneered, "It must be hard for you after receiving so many attacks. Since you begged me, I will graciously satisfy you."

Long Tianquan secretly mobilized his soul power and said to everyone: "You guys leave quickly."

"Sword flash."

Long Tianquan used his second soul skill continuously to take the battle location away from the crowd. The ten people immediately followed. In their opinion, after Long Tianquan died, these civilians without soul power were the turtles in the urn, and they could do whatever they wanted.

"Seeing that you are also a kind and righteous person, surrender, I can give you a happy life."

Long Tianquan laughed and said with a cold face: "You are a bunch of bastards, trash, and stinky rats, but you still have the nerve to talk about friendship with me. If you want to fight, just fight. Only one of you can stand here today."

The black-robed soul sect clapped his hands and said, "I want to see if you can still be so arrogant when I break your bones."

"Sword flash."

Long Tianquan activated his skills again, but because he was injured before, his speed could no longer reach the level of killing and invisibility.

"The third soul skill, wild bear rage."

"Sword slash."

A black-robed soul master was knocked back more than ten steps, and his blocking hand was almost chopped off.

Long Tianquan didn't want to give him a chance to breathe. It was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt him.

"The third soul skill is the fusion of man and sword."

"The second soul skill, sword flash."

Long Tianquan instantly appeared behind the black-robed Soul Lord.

"The first soul skill is sword slashing."

A sharp sword light struck towards his vitals, and a head fell to the ground.

The other nine people immediately surrounded him again, "Stop holding back, kill him."

"The third soul skill, secret prison - prison."

A soul control skill unexpectedly trapped Long Tianquan.

"The third soul skill, Tiger Roar Strike."

Long Tianquan launched two sword slashes in a row, finally breaking through the thousand-year soul control skill, but he couldn't dodge.

"Bah~" The tiger's claws slapped the sword, and the huge force caused Long Tianquan to fly backwards and hit a huge rock hard.

"Pfft~"

Long Tianquan spurted out a mouthful of blood. Just as Long Tianquan was about to get up, an attack struck again.

"The fourth soul skill, violent attack."

"Poohhhhh~"

Long Tianquan's entire right chest was sunken, and his breath became breathless.

The black-robed soul sect approached Long Tianquan's ear and said, "I told you, when I break your bones, I'll see how you can still be so stubborn. What? You have nothing to say?"

Long Tianquan hissed: "You'd better kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill you."

The black-robed soul sect stood up and laughed loudly, "Kill me?"

With a "click", the entire hand was trampled off by the black-robed soul sect. Long Tianquan let out a muffled groan and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

The black-robed soul sect asked with a sinister smile: "How are you going to kill me? With the way you are now, how can you kill me?"

"Ka" Long Tianquan's kneecaps were also completely shattered.

"How do you want to kill me, just you?"

Long Tianquan was surrounded by heart-wrenching pain at this moment. He was almost fainting from the pain. He just suppressed it and didn't show it. He didn't even want to scream.

"What if it's me?"

"who?"

The black-robed soul sect looked around in fear. The other eight people had empty eyes, and they had died at some point.

A man in white clothes landed in front of Long Tianquan.

Long Tianquan forced his eyes open and looked at the man in front of him doubtfully.

"who are you?"

The man took a pill to Long Tianquan, stood up and said, "My name is Chen Xin, swordsman Chen Xin!"

Chen Xin criticized unceremoniously: "When one person is fighting against so many people, he must first deal with the healing type soul masters. If not, then deal with the control type first. You have to choose an attack type. It's really stupid."

Long Tianquan asked weakly: "You have always been here, why didn't you take action to save them from the beginning?"

Chen Xin shook his head and said, "When I came, it was already too late."

The black-robed soul sect slowly stepped back, praying desperately in his heart that this strong man would not discover him.

Just when he thought he could run away, Chen Xin saw at a glance that the black-robed soul sect fell down in a daze.

Long Tianquan was greatly disturbed in his heart at this time. Is this the titled Douluo named after the sword? Just one look can shatter other people's consciousness, truly killing someone invisible.

Seeing that he was out of danger, Long Tianquan could no longer hold on and fainted.

…………

"My lord, please help me. My lord, please help me."

Long Tianquan looked at the villagers rushing towards him, feeling filled with guilt.

"sorry Sorry."

"Sir, aren't you a soul master? Please help us."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone."

"Brother, I don't want to die, I still want to become a soul master."

"Xiaobao, I'm sorry."

"sorry"

Long Tianquan sat up straight and realized that he was in an unfamiliar environment.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Long Tianquan looked around carefully and thought about the previous question.

"Chen Xin, I was saved by Chen Xin, then this is the Qibao Glazed Sect."

After confirming that the surroundings were safe, Long Tianquan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaojiu, my Xiaojiu."

Long Tianquan shouted with all his strength: "Chen Xin! Chen Xin!"

"What are you shouting about?"

A pure and beautiful girl opened the door and asked angrily: "Grandpa Jian brought you back and spent a lot of money to prevent you from falling into trouble. You are still calling him by his name here. Really?" You’re rude, didn’t your mother teach you what education is?”

Long Tianquan drew his sword and shouted: "Shut up, it's not your turn to talk to my mother, so I'll find Sword Douluo immediately. I have something very urgent to see him for."

The girl looked at the sword on her neck and the ferocious expression on Long Tianquan's face, and was immediately frightened to tears.

"You...how dare, me, you...do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are? My cat is missing and now I want him to take me back to find my cat."

The girl sternly said: "I am the daughter of the sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect. My name is Ning Rongrong. How dare you fight me with a sword?"

Long Tianquan was stunned for a second, and immediately put down his sword. He hated himself in his heart, "When did I become so stupid? I didn't even recognize Ning Rongrong. I'm finished now. I just saved my life, and then It’s going to be folded here.”

"sorry."

Ning Rongrong became bold after seeing that Long Tianquan was apprehensive.

"Is this the end?"

"What else do you want?"

Ning Rongrong said arrogantly: "Kneel down and beg me, and I will consider whether to forgive you."

Long Tianquan's face darkened, and he put the sword on Ning Rongrong's neck again.