Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Master Ball, Beauty, Please Stay!

"I'm fine..."

Nan Shuishui blushed and slapped Nan Qiuqiu's hand away. There are other people here, you brat, can't you be more careful?

Do you think I don't have any pride?

"Waaaaah, Mom! You scared me to death! I thought something was wrong with you. Luckily, the Lord brought me here first!"

Nan Qiuqiu rubbed her eyes with tears in her eyes against Nan Shuishui's chest, a sight that made Nan Shuishui feel sad too.

The mother and daughter hugged each other, sharing their emotions over the past few days.

"Alright, Qiuqiu! Mom's all right now, don't cry..."

While comforting Nan Qiuqiu, Nan Shuishui secretly glanced at Jiang Yi.

The Pavilion Master? Could he be the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion? So young?

The news that Jiang Yi had succeeded as the Pavilion Master was known to all the influential forces on the mainland, but the Earth Dragon Gate was clearly ashamed.

Without even a single Title Douluo, the Earth Dragon Gate is not even worthy of a seat at Shrek Academy.

In addition, due to the surprise attack by the Holy Spirit Cult, Nan Shuishui did not receive any messages from Nan Qiuqiu.

"Mom! Let me open it for you!"

Nan Qiuqiu looked at the shackles on Nan Shuishui's hands, grabbed them with her little hands, and tried to pry them off, but to no avail.

"It's no use! Silly girl! This is specially made by the Holy Spirit Cult... Even with my cultivation level, I can't open it, let alone you!"

Nan Shuishui looked at her daughter with satisfaction and rubbed her head. Before she knew it, Qiuqiu had grown up so much.

But soon, she pushed Nan Qiuqiu away and looked at the two of them with a serious expression.

"You'd better leave quickly! There are two Title Douluo-level evil soul masters guarding Dragon City right now, you're no match for them!"

"I have a past with that Third Elder, so he won't hurt me. Or is Qiuqiu and your safety more important... Hmm?"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed.

With a snap, the shackles on Nan Shui Shui's hands were severed by the sword energy.

Nan Shuishui: ...

Wow, what a young man!

"Lord Pavilion Master!"

Nan Qiuqiu looked delighted and quickly gave up her seat. "Yes, is there anything the Pavilion Master can't solve?"

Lord Lord, you are the best in the world!

The adoration in her eyes was almost impossible to conceal, turning into little pink hearts.

"Master Nan, I apologize for the offense."

Jiang Yi swung his sword again, and a blue sword light slashed down. Nan Shuishui felt a chill in her crotch as the shackles snapped.

Why does it need to be cool?

Nan Shuishui pursed her lips, inwardly cursing herself.

I don't have that thing myself, but this kid has a good grasp of the ultimate ice, condensing it all into one point.

At the instant the shackles broke, somewhere in the Earth Dragon Gate, the Third Elder, who was arranging for someone to deliver a message to Shrek, suddenly looked up.

"Oh no, my water!"

The Third Elder was furious. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. Nine soul rings rose from his feet, and he turned and pounced towards the backyard.

How dare you! You stole his girlfriend again!

Isn't this bullying an honest person? This happened more than ten years ago, and now that he's about to get married, they're trying to steal his person away.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Kill! Kill! Kill!

At the same moment the Third Elder unleashed his aura, an even more powerful aura also erupted from the Tianlong Sect.

Two titled warriors emerged simultaneously.

Chapter 264 Nan Qiuqiu: Mom, our academy only has one Extreme Ice!

"Damn it! That person tampered with the shackles! We've been exposed!"

Sensing the approaching terrifying aura, Nan Shuishui stood up, her pretty face showing visible panic.

She pushed Nan Qiuqiu towards Jiang Yi, and a pink dragon shadow appeared behind her, her right arm covered with fine dragon scales.

Bang!

Nan Shuishui punched through the ceiling, leaped onto the roof, and stood there in the cold wind, her long dress billowing in the wind.

"Go quickly! I'll hold them off! Qiuqiu, live on! Pavilion Master Jiang, I'm entrusting Qiuqiu to you!"

"Also... if your master comes, remember to tell him about your aunt. It's a pity I've never met him."

With a resolute expression, Nan Shuishui watched the two terrifying figures approaching with a long howl in the distance and quickly finished explaining her last wishes.

The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the waters flow away, never to return, and so does my old mother...

"Eighth Soul Skill! Annihilation Dragon!"

Nan Shuishui looked up at the sky and let out a dragon's roar, making her originally slender body appear even more elongated.

In a hazy, indistinct way, she transformed into a crimson dragon and soared upwards, charging toward the Third Elder with a death-defying resolve.

She was just a Soul Douluo. Although she could barely reach the level of a Title Douluo in a short time by relying on the Annihilation attribute, she was ultimately no match for a true Title Douluo!

But so what? Death is death! If there's no chance of survival, then so be it! If it's a one-way trip, then so be it!

Nan Shuishui's mind was clear, and she felt an inexhaustible amount of energy surging from within her body.

This is love! You bastard!

"It's kind of exciting! But I don't know what the Southern Sect Master is igniting..."

Jiang Yi stroked his chin, looking at Nan Shuishui, who was resigned to her fate, through the large hole in the roof, and relaxed.

On the other side, Nan Qiuqiu covered her face in a rather embarrassed manner.

Mom, can you please stop being so Jiaxin-like? Oh well, when Mom gets to her age, she'll probably be more composed.

"Master, please..."

Nan Qiuqiu clasped her hands together and looked at Jiang Yi with her big, bright eyes.

Previously, they had passed right under the Third Elder's nose, and the other party had not noticed anything amiss.

The Pavilion Master's strength is definitely above that Third Elder!

"Ah."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly, raised the long sword in his hand, and a silver light shone from the blade, converging at the tip of the sword.

Om-!

The sound of a sword rang out, and a white line streaked across the sky, leaving a trail of dark gaps in its wake.

This white line, like a white horse galloping past a crack, had already crossed the South River and spread to the Third Elder in the sky in the blink of an eye.

Without any violent collision, the white line sliced ​​across the Third Elder's body, slicing him and his martial spirit in two.

The Third Elder has passed away!

Meanwhile, in the distance, another old man in black robes who had flown in from Tianlongmen saw this scene and immediately turned his aircraft carrier around.

"Spatial power! Holy crap!"

The old man in black robes had no intention of resisting at all. A Soul Master who can control the power of space is either a Space-type Martial Soul or a Limit Douluo.

But no matter what, he wasn't interested. He was just running errands; what was the point of risking his life for a few bottles of spicy blood curd?

Roar--!

The black-robed old man was surrounded by swirling black mist, which vaguely coalesced into a black tiger behind him before he swiftly fled out of the city.

The wind is strong, get out of here!

Meanwhile, on the other side, our old Jiaxin Nanshui.

"Ah, this..."

Nan Shui Shui missed her target and stared blankly at the Third Elder's body, which had suddenly snapped to death and landed on the ground.

It was so sudden, you know?

She looked down and saw a scene she would never forget.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... eight 100,000-year soul rings, am I dreaming?"

Nan Shuishui fell from the sky, her eyes nearly popping out of her head as she looked at the eight scarlet soul rings on Jiang Yi's body.

This is Shrek's prodigy?!

Nan Shuishui blushed as she recalled Jiahao's remarks, but fortunately Jiang Yi wasn't looking at her at that moment.

"Hmph! Trying to run away?"

Jiang Yi watched Zhang Peng flee, chuckled lightly, and swung his Heavenly Ice Sword with a flourish.

He took a step forward and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Although he is not a Limit Douluo and does not have a Space Martial Soul, the power of the Silver Dragon King, kid!

In just a few seconds, Zhang Peng had already escaped Longcheng and was about to disappear into the vast snowfield in the distance, escaping to safety.

Just then, he suddenly stopped, looking ahead with a surprised and uncertain expression. The snowfield was so close, yet it seemed as if a barrier was separating him from it.

"No!"

Zhang Peng let out a long roar, transforming into a ten-zhang-long black scorpion tiger, its claws carrying countless vengeful spirits, leaving a black claw mark.

Strangely, however, the paw prints flew further and further away, but never landed on the snowfield, as if they existed in another dimension.

"It's snow..."

Zhang Peng glanced around, his gaze settling on the snowflakes that had somehow become denser in the air, before suddenly looking up.

Above him, a young man dressed in white, holding a long sword, was walking towards him unhurriedly.

"Found it? But it's too late!"

Jiang Yi chuckled lightly and swung his sword down.

A flash of icy blue sword light appeared, and Zhang Peng's eyes widened, only to find that his movements were moving as slowly as if in slow motion.

He watched helplessly as the sword light separated, his eyes filled with doubt and despair, which finally turned into a question filled with resentment.

"What kind of soul skill is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an icy blue sword flashed across his neck, blood splattered, and a headless corpse came into view.

Scorpions and tigers fought in the net, and Zhang Peng fell to his death!

"This sword strike, so close yet so far!"

Jiang Yi slowly sheathed his sword, glanced at the corpse, and the sword trembled, shaking off the blood droplets on it.

"So close yet so far" is a sword technique created by Jiang Yi by combining Tianmeng's illusionary arts with the elemental power of the ancient chieftain.

Its power is average, just a regular A-rank, but because of its high mental strength, it can basically kill anyone below the Limit Douluo level with a single move.

Of course, it also requires some operation...

We're both Contra, but the differences are up to you.

The moment Zhang Peng fell, all the evil spirit masters in the city were stunned, and then looked at the figure in the sky in horror.

From the moment the Third Elder unleashed his power to Zhang Peng's demise, less than two minutes had passed, and both titled Douluo had fallen.

Jiang Yi's eight scarlet soul rings, in particular, terrified the evil soul masters, and even the elders were instantly killed.

"The elder has fallen! Run!"

"A devil! This is a devil! I don't want to see the Holy Emperor!"

"Run! Run!"