Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

The fists as big as sandbags were extremely powerful, and even though they were blocked by the iron sword, Qian Motang's feet still plowed two half-meter-long sections of ground straight out.

Both feet were also buried in the ground, submerged above the ankles.

"Hiss~ What kind of iron sword is this? It's a long sword that looks rusty and tattered. How can it have such a great rebound ability? It directly weakens the strength of my fist!" The team member shook it off!

Throwing his hand, he did not hit Qian Motang, but instead made his fist hurt.

"It really hurts my dear mother to death. Little girl, what on earth is this iron sword in your hand? It's not a rusty iron sword at all, and it definitely isn't!"

Qian Motang held his iron sword in his arms and looked at the burly man who was crying out in pain with a confused look on his face. He blinked and wondered what he had done wrong, which earned him a fierce glare.

"You, go ahead, even a tattered iron sword can't be broken, but you still have some strength!" After saying that, one of the team members pushed the other player aside.

The team member whose hand hurt immediately became unhappy and said angrily: "You can do it, come on, this iron sword looks extraordinary!"

"Hehehe, I'll do it, I'll do it, I can't, I can't break this tattered iron sword!" The team member said, clenching his fists with both hands, roaring, and rushing towards the explosive fist.

A sword whose hilt looks like it's about to break.

"boom!"

"clang!"

The strong force directly came into close contact with the iron sword, and directly drew a dazzling flame. But in the end, the team members' hands were shaken with bloody holes, and bright red blood overflowed from them, flowing along the gaps between the fingers.

came out.

"Hiss~ No, what kind of iron sword is this? Why is it so hard that it actually made Lao Cai's hands bleed? His hands are known as iron sand palms!"

"No, this is too cruel. We just saw that Lao Cai used all his strength and didn't even break the iron sword!"

"If this iron sword wasn't too small and looked like a toothpick in front of us, I would really want to grab it and see what's going on!"

"Captain, please tell me what's different about this iron sword." Dagang swallowed hard. Fortunately, he didn't step in first, otherwise his hands would have been shocked and bleeding.

Treat yourself like a useless person and spend two or three days cultivating yourself.

Liang Ting squinted his eyes and looked at the iron sword in Qian Motang's hand. As if he thought of something, he immediately said: "Little girl, hurry up and take out the soul power of the Seraph Martial Spirit in your body.

Inject it into this iron sword!"

"What?! Captain, have you really been spotted?!"

As she said that, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Qian Motang, who was so frightened that she wanted to throw the iron sword in her hand to the ground. In the end, she held back, followed Captain Liang Ting's words, and turned the six wings in her body

The soul power of the angel's martial spirit is injected into this rusty iron sword.

As if it had received an order, or had a soul injected into it, the originally rusty iron sword lost its ugly appearance, revealing the beautiful and noble appearance inside!

A golden long sword that emitted dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him. The blade was covered with feather-shaped patterns, and the handle also showed the appearance of golden wings.

"This...isn't this a sacred sword that can only be condensed with sacred fire when the Seraph Martial Soul reaches the 60th or 70th level? How come it suddenly appeared on her body?!

"As soon as Liang Ting saw the sacred sword in Qian Motang's hand, his brows immediately furrowed. This should be the sixth soul skill of the Seraph Martial Spirit. Why did it suddenly appear in someone else's hand?

And it is still in the hands of a great soul master, which is completely inconsistent with common sense.

Liang Ting looked at the sacred sword in Qian Motang's hand and immediately asked, "Little girl, who gave you the sword in your hand?"

Qian Motang did not answer Liang Ting's question first, but stared straight at the sacred sword in his hand. Isn't this the sword in his mother's hand? How could it suddenly appear in his hand? Could it be that his mother had known about him for a long time?

There was a lack of weapons, so the blacksmith deliberately asked the blacksmith to make a skin out of ordinary iron ore and wrap the sacred sword inside.

Liang Ting continued to ask Qian Motang, "Girl, the sword in your hand is your mother's sacred sword, right?"

Qian Motang was startled, then looked at Liang Ting and nodded slightly, "Well, this is mother's sword."

As for how he got the sword in his hand, it was of course thanks to his mother's strict treatment of him. After he learned to stand up and pick up things, he began to pick up the rusty golden sword.

So her mother must have secretly gone to the blacksmith while she was still in her belly, or asked old Jack, the village chief, to help wrap the sacred sword tightly with ordinary iron ore.

After knowing that it was Qian Motang's mother's sacred sword, Liang Ting breathed a sigh of relief and immediately explained to the other team members: "How can you beat this sacred sword with your bare hands, so you still use weapons to fight this little girl."

Let’s fight!”

"Okay, Captain, now that you know it, you must avenge your shame!" With that said, Lao Cai took the lead, holding his own weapon, a huge double-edged sword, and went directly to Qian Motang to fight!

"Hey, hey, hey, it's not that bad. It's just bleeding from the shock. There's no need to be so eager to fight!" Qian Motang shouted loudly, but the sacred sword in her hand was her current umbrella. If she was really beaten by others,

If it happens to you, it will be over!

"Stop talking nonsense, you have two energies in your body, pretend we don't know about it. We just want to force out the two energies in your body and see if we can survive in their hands!"

"That's right, just think of it as us sparring with you."

"Yes, yes, girl, don't be so stingy, don't hide it, uncles are already thirsty for their weapons, and they are just waiting for you to hone their edges!"

When Qian Motang heard this, he was immediately speechless. You have gone too far. You are not just bullying the small ones, but you are actually engaging in a wheel battle. Aren't you going to die from exhaustion?

Although he was very angry, Qian Motang's eyes had already been ignited with fighting spirit. The golden soul power covered the sacred sword, which could at least exert one-tenth of the strength of this golden long sword!

The power of the sacred sword is extremely terrifying. Only Captain Liang Ting and many of his team members knew how powerful it was after they tried it!

"Let's fight!"

Six years later.

The prairie fire dark valley was as usual, the sky and the ground were still pitch black, not to mention the ferocious spirit beasts inside, and the terrifying roars resounded throughout the dark valley.

The black crows that were resident in this black forest on the ground screamed randomly and flew away in all directions.

On this day, thick black clouds still cover the sky, and there is an eerie and terrifying atmosphere all around, as if there is something terrible inside. Once the opponent is angered, the opponent will emerge from the dark forest,

He even pounced and bit the opponent's neck!

Permeated with a terrifying aura, the dark valley of the prairie fire, which has never seen sunlight all year round, is like a place abandoned by gods and the continent, and its existence has not been discovered at all.

On this day, as usual, Captain Liang Ting and his team members had just had lunch and were about to go to Qian Motang, who was staying in the prison at the deepest part of the Dark Valley of the Fire Plains, to have a good showdown on whether he really had

It continues to regress.

"None of you are allowed to leave, and don't go looking for that little girl first. We are going to have a new guest here." Liang Ting stopped all the team members and said.

"Hey, a new guest has come to stay in our Liaoyuan Dark Valley. Who is it? It's that senior soul master again. He angered Emperor Xue Beng, was caught, and was imprisoned here with us?" Dagang finished his meal.

Picking his teeth with a small wooden stick, he shouted nonchalantly.

"In the past six years, many great soul masters have come to stay with us one after another. The prisons on that floor are almost full. Can we replace them with a group of higher-level soul masters?"

"That's right, that's right, I, Lao Cai, am still waiting to go down and find that little girl to spar with each other's skills. I don't know where the opponent's tricks were learned. I'm getting more and more energetic as I fight. It's really fun and refreshing!" Lao Cai said

The steps were about to cross the threshold, but Captain Liang Ting stopped him. I felt very unhappy!

Liang Ting ignored these beasts, he was itching every day, and he was looking for that little girl to practice his skills every day. He didn't know who was growing up, who was regressing, who was sparring with whom, anyone with a discerning eye could see it!

With a cold face and fierce eyes, he glared at them and said, "No one is going to look for that little girl today!"