Douluo: Haotian myth

Tang Bufan was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly on his face. Unexpectedly, this Jian Douluo actually wanted to accept him as his disciple.

Tang Bufan said suspiciously: "Senior, aren't you not unaware of my identity? Is it appropriate to accept me as your disciple?"

Chen Xin said lightly, "I have never married in my life and have no descendants, so no one can inherit my mantle. And over the years, I have not found a qualified and successful successor to the sword martial soul! Your appearance happened to end my years.

My wish. My acceptance of you as a disciple has nothing to do with your identity. I am afraid that your sect leader will not object to this matter."

Tang Bufan was silent and did not answer immediately.

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi walked over, while Xue Qinghe went to deal with the subsequent incident.

Tang San and Ning Rongrong also immediately came up. Ning Rongrong threw himself into Ning Fengzhi's arms and said excitedly, "Dad, why are you here? Are you here to protect me?"

"I am not here to protect you this time, but to be entrusted by His Majesty to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Ning Fengzhi hugged his daughter and shook his head.

Tang San thanked: "Uncle Ning, I really thank you this time!"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head lightly, "I didn't expect that the Spirit Hall used such a big move this time and sent two titled Douluo to target you. It's really incredible. Speaking of which, I was the one who took action.

I planned to ask Uncle Jian to take action, but I didn’t expect that Bufan first took action, and Mr. Dugu came to help behind me!"

Dugu Bo said lightly: "I just did my best, but the strength of the young man over there is really earth-shaking!"

Speaking of Tang Bufan's strength, even Dugu Bo looked at the figure not far away with shock.

After a moment of silence, Tang San suddenly asked, "Old monster, can I ask what level of Tang Bufan's soul power has reached?"

At this time, he already knew that Tang Bufan was definitely not as simple as the first-time Soul Emperor.

Dugu Bo was stunned, looked at Tang Bufan, then looked at Tang San, sighed in his heart, and immediately understood what Tang San meant.

He didn't want to tell the truth at first, but after looking at Tang San's serious eyes, he said, "Little Monster, why are you doing this?"

"I just want to know what the difference is with this clan brother? I will be motivated to catch up in the future!" Tang San said his reasons.

Dugu Bo and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and said slowly: "According to my senses, his soul power should be at level 68 and 9."

Tang San was really shocked this time. He is only at level 42 now, and he is twenty-three and level 4 soul power. I'm afraid he will never sleep and will not be able to practice to this level at the age of twenty.

In front, Tang Bufan shook his head seriously, "Senior, I'm sorry, I can't agree to be your apprentice, because I already have a master, and I even swore before I became a disciple that there will be only one teacher in this life!"

Chen Xin said unwillingly: "I wonder who your teacher is? Which sect is from? Looking at the mainland, I ask myself that I am not inferior to anyone in the swordsmanship!"

Tang Bufan's eyes fell into long-lasting memories, and after a long time, he said a little sadly.

"My teacher comes from an ancient sect called Hunyuan Sword Sect. Legend has it that the founder of the sect, Hunyuan Sword Immortal, once slashed the stars outside the domain with one sword, and was invincible for an era."

Jian Douluo's mind was strongly impacted, and his face was full of incredible ideas, "Can the ancient soul master be so powerful? What level of soul master is Jianxian? Is the titled Douluo at level 100?"

Tang Bufan smiled and said nothing. The ancient thing he said was not the ancient thing that Jian Douluo said. As for the sword immortal, he was not a soul master? As for the specific level of strength, he himself didn't know.

He did not intend to explain, but continued, "I don't know this. Anyway, the sword immortal can live forever. This is nothing. It is said that there is a higher realm above the sword immortal. What kind of sword immortal can break ten thousand methods with one sword?

, What kind of sword comes out of the world and destroys the world? What kind of sword comes out of the world and creates it..."

Looking at the completely dull sword Douluo, Tang Bufan quickly escaped, and he was just fooling around.

However, these words were not made up by him, but were told by his master, saying that they were so brilliant that they were once. In short, he didn't believe in any punctuation marks in his previous life.

However, after experiencing rebirth in this life, he began to believe in his master's previous deceptions.

Shaking his head, Tang Bufan came to Ning Fengzhi, glanced at everyone one by one, and then said, "Uncle Ning, I didn't expect you to come this time."

"Bufan, now your cultivation level cannot be hidden from my uncle!" Ning Fengzhi chuckled.

Tang Bufan said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Ning, let me know you officially, Level 68 War Soul Emperor!"

Although Ning Fengzhi was prepared, he was still shocked.

He was shocked not alone, whether it was Dugu Bo, Tang San, or Ning Rongrong, he was stunned at this moment.

After a while, Ning Fengzhi said solemnly: "After you exposed your strength this time, you will probably be targeted by the Spirit Hall in the future. I can't guarantee whether the Spirit Hall will take action. I suggest that you and Tang San do not participate in this.

The finals! Now I will let Uncle Jian escort you back!"

Tang Bufan directly rejected Ning Fengzhi's suggestion, "Uncle Ning, I appreciate your kindness. I only have one purpose in the Advanced College Soul Master Competition this time, which is to win the championship and get those four soul bones! If I now

Retreat not only goes against my original intention, but also affects my future cultivation. Our soul masters are a process of constantly facing challenges, and the Spirit Hall may not really attack me!"

Tang San's eyes lit up on the side, "Uncle Ning, I don't plan to leave either, because this is a rare experience! If I survive this disaster, it will not be so easy for the Spirit Palace to deal with me in the future!"

Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to pray that everything would go smoothly in the finals.

Tang San's eyes moved to Tang Bufan and thanked him: "Thank you brother for helping him this time!"

"You're welcome."

Then Tang Bufan left here.

Tianling Academy.

Olic said with some concern: "Bufan, you shouldn't have exposed your strength this time, and you may be given the key attention of the Spirit Hall in the future!"

"It's okay. The situation was urgent at that time, so I had to take action, otherwise Tang San would be afraid of danger! I can't stop saving you from death! Besides, my strength will definitely be exposed in the finals!"

Tang Bufan was also a little helpless. He had to know that Jian Douluo was there and would never take action. But now that things have come to this, let's take one step at a time.

On the other hand, Prince Xue Qinghe has handled all the follow-up matters.

Ten minutes later, the huge team set off again.

Fortunately, the Wuhun Palace did not take action, and the road ahead was very smooth and there were no accidents. However, in order to better protect these participating soul masters, Xue Qinghe temporarily drew three thousand iron armor from the passing cities.

The army assisted the guards. At the same time, some soul masters were summoned from the imperial capital and rushed over quickly.