Ronin from Douluo

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Sword Douluo???

When he woke up, Zeng Yi instantly remembered that he had indeed pretended to be his disciple before.

But, what's going on? Isn't it just that I used your name? As for coming here in person like this? Young people, what's wrong with just talking about it? This is all understandable, who doesn't?

When you were young, who didn’t brag?

How come you can't get enough of me just to get high? Are you going to cause trouble for me like this?

"Senior is Sword Douluo?" Zeng Yi asked with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

"What do you think?" Sword Douluo sneered.

After receiving the confirmation, Zeng Yi's mood sank again. Sure enough, a person should be down-to-earth and not brag or talk nonsense. Now that it's better, the real owner comes to settle accounts.

This time, Zeng Yi fell silent.

I just said it casually, but the real owner, Sword Douluo, came to my door. That means that the things involved are not simple. Could it be that this Sword Douluo really came all the way here?

Accept yourself as your apprentice?

If that were the case, Zeng Yi would laugh to death.

He seems to be able to hug such thick thighs!

Although in the original work, this Sword Douluo is a decent character who belongs to the protagonist's side, but who knows if he will kill himself. After all, it is just a novel. In the current real world, who can tell clearly whether it is positive or negative?

Woolen cloth?

Who stipulates that Wuhun Palace is an evil force? And the alliance between these two empires and these sects are partners of justice?

Don't be kidding. In this world, there is no right or wrong. Whoever has a bigger fist and laughs last is the one who is just.

Sword Douluo?

When Yanque heard this title, she was extremely shocked. She couldn't even imagine that the old man in front of her was actually a titled Douluo. That was the highest honor of a soul master, a legendary existence! Now, he actually appeared in

In front of his own eyes, this made Yan Que find it unbelievable. Moreover, this titled Douluo might be an enemy.

Thinking of this, Yan Que's hands holding the sword hilt began to tremble slightly.

"Senior, what do you want?" Zeng Yi asked in a deep voice.

"how?"

Sword Douluo curled his lips, and the next moment, his body disappeared from where he was.

So fast!

This speed made Zeng Yi unable to detect any trace of the trajectory, and he was extremely shocked.

Then, Sword Douluo's figure appeared at the same position again, and this time, there was another figure. That was his apprentice, Yan Que, who was caught by Sword Douluo, and the little chrysanthemum on Yan Que's body.

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"Master!"

She was controlled instantly, which made Yanque extremely panicked. She looked at her master for help. Xiaoju, on the other hand, was also frightened. She stood on Yanque's shoulder and grinned at Sword Douluo, alert.

Beware of this person.

"This is still a little soul beast, haha." Seeing Xiao Ju's body exuding faint fluctuations of soul power, Sword Douluo smiled faintly.

Then, Sword Douluo's soul power shook slightly, and Yan Que and Xiao Ju fell to the ground helplessly.

"Yanque! Xiaoju! Bastard, what did you do?"

Seeing this scene, Zeng Yi felt extremely angry, and his soul power instantly came out of his body. Three soul rings rose up from the soles of his feet, one purple, one yellow, and one purple. They shone and danced around his body, exuding terrifying and surging soul power fluctuations.

The aura soared into the sky, like a divine sword being unsheathed, and the sharp aura was approaching this Sword Douluo.

So what if a titled Douluo hurts someone important to him, even if he dies, he still has to gnaw away a layer of his skin.

Zeng Yi's instant burst of momentum made Sword Douluo a little frightened. Not to mention his soul power, just this fierce sword power alone made him definitely a master of swordsmanship. Moreover, he also had two purple soul rings. That soul

The fluctuations of soul power emitted by Huan are almost beyond the age range. Although I have investigated the information about this boy for a long time, I was still a little shocked when I saw him in person.

It is unimaginable that this person actually practiced alone.

Although he was very dissatisfied with this young man, his swordsmanship talent and strength were enough for him to become his disciple. In other words, he still took advantage.

If other people had an apprentice like this, they would probably laugh to death even in their dreams.

However, since his sect has fallen into a big dilemma because of him, this person should still suffer a little.

Sword Douluo thought to himself, and then said: "I just made them faint."

Hearing what Sword Douluo said, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel relieved, but he was still wary of him.

"However, I don't know what will happen next."

As soon as these words came out, Zeng Yi's heart felt cold again.

"Let's attack with all our strength." Sword Douluo said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Sure enough, you still don't plan to let me go? I thought to myself, looking at Sword Douluo with a trace of begging in his eyes.

"Young man can fight with senior, but I hope senior can let Yan Que and Xiao Ju go. Please."

This surprised Sword Douluo because he could feel a will to die from Zeng Yi.

Aren't you afraid of death? What an interesting boy.

A smile appeared on Sword Douluo's indifferent face. He really wanted to see how strong the sword his future disciple could slash with the will to die was.

"Okay." Sword Douluo spat out two words gently, and a fierce aura spread out from his body, like a divine sword unsheathed. The peerless sword intent pressed against Zeng Yi, making him unbearable, and his body was shaking.

I couldn't help but tremble.

"Thank you, senior." Hearing Sword Douluo's assurance, Zeng Yi was relieved. It doesn't matter if he dies, but Xiao Yanque and Xiao Ju can't be harmed.

and

Zeng Yi's hand holding the hilt of Lan Qie's sword was also trembling slightly. This was not fear, but excitement!

Sword Douluo, Kendo Chen Xin, the strongest swordsman in Douluo Continent, a person who stands at the top of swordsmanship in this world, it is really exciting to be able to fight against such a person!

It would be no regret to die in the hands of such a swordsman.

Looking down at his martial soul, Lan Qie, it was also trembling slightly, expressing its excitement.

"Let us bloom together and develop the most gorgeous sword"

Zeng Yi murmured, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Sword Douluo, with a strong sense of madness in his eyes, and his sword intent soared.

Seeing the madness in Zeng Yi's eyes, and the fierce sword power instantly breaking through his own aura suppression, Sword Douluo couldn't help but admire this young man.

Facing a titled Douluo, he could still muster such fighting spirit. He had to admire this young man's spirit.

Moreover, one can see in his eyes his fearless pursuit of the sword.

This is the crazy meaning that only a true swordsman would have.

This made Sword Douluo couldn't help but think of his father, who would fearlessly challenge even death for the sake of the highest realm.

The soul rings on Zeng Yi's body shone one after another, and the soul skills were activated, the second soul skill, Selfless Sword Heart, and the third soul skill, Sword Domain!

The powerful increase in strength, fierce momentum, and the howling wind swirled around the body, causing smoke and dust to form everywhere, forming a tornado visible to the naked eye. The surging soul power fluctuations caused subtle changes in the surrounding space.

twist

Lan Qie unsheathed his sword in an instant and stared coldly at the old man in white with his indifferent silver eyes, not caring at all that he was a titled Douluo.

The moment Lan Qi took out his sheath, two invisible sword energy swiftly slashed forward with fierce momentum.

Then he stepped on it with the sole of his foot, his body suddenly rose up, and he rushed towards Sword Douluo with the long knife in both hands.

Strike forward!

The bright silver blade carries a strong and sharp wind, and it cuts away fearlessly.

Face the strong wind!

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