Chapter 39

"I've heard the reputation of the seven treasures glazed pagoda for a long time. I wonder if you could show me today."

Chen Xiaoming's fighting spirit is burning in his eyes. He is invincible. In addition to God, only a few people and a few soul beasts have the power to fight with him.

Under those people, Tang Hao and Chen Xin are not weak. Chen Xin has a super fighting strength, and the martial spirit is even stronger. It makes Chen Xiaoming warm-blooded than Haotian hammer.

I just don't know if the latter is as resistant as Tang Hao!

"Xiaoyou, he..."

"Be careful."

Ning Fengzhi's words were not finished. As soon as the sword fighting Luo Chenxin's momentum changed, he pulled him back. The next second, a terrible threat came out and enveloped the whole office in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The desks, chairs and teacups in the office are all broken, and the terrible soul force pressure makes the whole office building tremble slightly.

Frank, who was outside, noticed the fluctuation of soul power almost instantly. As soon as his expression changed, he directly pulled the master, and then quickly withdrew.

"Let's go."

He gave a soft drink to Tang San and others. Tang San and others also felt the fluctuation of palpitation. Their figure flashed and directly chased frande out.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Flander's office building exploded directly, and several figures rushed out. One of them was Chen Xiaoming, while the other two were Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo Chenxin.

"Hahaha, what a sword fight. Luo Chenxin, let's go and have a good fight with you today."

With a leap in his figure, Chen Xiaoming went straight to the dense forest outside Shrek college. This is not suitable for war. Otherwise, the two titles will fight and the whole Shrek college will be destroyed.

The previous confrontation made Luo Chenxin look dignified at the moment. Chen Xiaoming's soul power was actually above him, which he didn't expect.

You know, after level 95, the soul power of each higher level can be improved by more than a little. The sword Douluo has 97 soul power, but he didn't take advantage of the collision just now. The latter's cultivation is terrible, which makes him smack his tongue.

"Elegant!"

Looking at Ning Fengzhi, the sword Douluo has been immersed in the heart of the sword for a long time. At the moment, there is actually a trace of movement. His soul power has reached his level, and he can rarely compete with experts at the same level.

Now Chen Xiaoming's appearance makes him have a palpitation.

"Oh, go."

After getting along for a long time, Ning Fengzhi naturally understood the look in jiandouluo's eyes. Naturally, Chen Xiaoming had this idea. He just took the opportunity to try Chen Xiaoming's depth.

"Whew, whew."

Sword Douluo and Ning Feng caused them to take root in an instant, and disappeared in a moment.

"That's dad and grandpa Jian."

Ning Rongrong looked at the two people who left. His expression changed. Looking at this posture, he seemed to want to fight. For a time, he couldn't help but chase them out in the direction of leaving.

"Rongrong, be careful, wait for me."

In front of Oscar, Ning Rongrong followed him alone, shouted in his mouth, and chased him out without hesitation.

The rest of Tang San, Dai mubai and others saw this and chased out with frande.

Soon after the crowd left, Zhao Wuji came in a hurry. Looking at the collapsed office building, Zhao Wuji was surrounded.

What happened? He went out and something happened. That's it when he came back?

Meanwhile, the other side

"Whew."

However, it wasn't long before Chen Xiaoming came to the place where Tang Hao fought last time. It's the most open place where people can let go.

"Whew, whew."

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo Chenxin came next. They stopped on the gravel and looked at the scene in front of them. They were both experienced in fighting. Naturally, they saw that there had been a war here before.

"Now that I'm here, I won't talk nonsense." he smiled gently and stepped on his feet.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red.

Nine terrible bloody soul rings of 100000 years emerged. Ning Fengzhi and sword duel Luo Chenxin were stunned when they saw one of them. They heard that it was the same thing. Seeing this scene was another feeling.

The magnificent soul force diffuses from Chen Xiaoming's body, and the nine soul rings like blood roses are fixed around Chen Xiaoming.

On the right hand, a green green tree martial spirit appeared, flashing and soft light all over the body. On the green tree, there was a trace of silver light flashing, looming and strange.

"Drink."

With a light drink, Luo Chenxin knew that it was not a moment of stupidity. At the foot of a little, the figure jumped forward and stood in front of Ning Fengzhi. A long silver sword appeared. The sword was four feet three inches long and three inches wide. The hilt was one foot two inches long. It was made of pure silver without any decoration.

When the sword came out, the air around it shook slightly, as if it had been cut off by a sharp sword.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, nine soul rings appear at his feet.

"Whew."

Ning Fengzhi, who is behind him, now has a small Pagoda in his hand, surrounded by dazzling colorful light. It is the seven treasures glass pagoda, but compared with Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's light is more gorgeous.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, a total of seven soul rings appeared at the feet of Ning Fengzhi.

Up to 79 levels of soul power fluctuated. Although it was a little weaker than the two titles Douluo, no one dared to underestimate the role of the seven treasure glazed tower in his hand.

"Hahaha, OK, be careful."

At present, the sword fight Luo Chenxin and Ning Fengzhi are fully prepared. Chen Xiaoming laughs, and the first Soul Ring and the third Soul Ring Flash at the same time.

"The first soul skill, whip!"

"The third soul skill, winding!"

At the foot of Chen Xiaoming, countless branches sprang out and went straight to the heart of sword Douluo dust.

It's common sense to solve the problem of assisting the soul division when the soul division is engaged.

However, what Chen Xiaoming is pursuing this time is the ultimate battle. With the strength of sword Douluo Chenxin and the seven treasures glass tower, how powerful can it be.

When the attack came, Luo Chenxin and Ning Feng were calm. They fought side by side for many years and naturally cooperated smoothly.

He saw the sword Dou Luo Chenxin waving the long sword in his hand, the first soul ring, the third soul ring, the fourth Soul Ring and the three soul rings flashing. At the foot, his figure had gone to Chen Xiaoming.

"The first soul skill: long sword attack."

"The third soul skill: flat as water."

"The fourth soul skill: murderous spirit."

The first Soul Ring increased the attack by 30%, a bright light flashed on the long sword, and the sword light of the third soul skill flew out in an instant and went towards the flocking branches.

This is not over yet. At the moment when the sword light appeared, three streamers flew directly into the sword light.

"The seven treasures are famous. The second said: speed."

"The seven treasures are famous. The third says: soul."

"The seven treasures are famous. The fifth says: attack."

Increase the speed, soul power and attack by 70%. For a time, the sword of the sword Douluo soared to more than 50 meters, almost enveloping the flocking branches.

The sword fight Luo Chenxin followed closely. The fourth soul skill was finally launched. The long sword in his hand was waved again and sent out a blade. The blade was not as huge as the blade, but the soul power was condensed to the extreme. There was silver light shining on it, especially three streamers. The space around the blade was slightly noisy and cut by it. It was extremely sharp.