Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory

Following Ji Juechen's movements, all the spectators turned around and looked at the opponent whom Jian Chi took the initiative to challenge. They could not help but be stunned for a moment, and their eyes were filled with wonder.

Ji Juechen can become the top card in the open-air arena, on the one hand, he is powerful, and on the other hand, he has that handsome face. But what catches everyone's eyes at this moment is a completely different style from Ji Juechen, and a face that is more delicate than Ji Juechen. .

The young man stood there as if absorbing the brilliance of the vast sun, his golden eyes were radiant, and his long golden hair was like flowing light. It was sacred, radiant, and warm. Everyone subconsciously thought of those absolutely positive words.

"Sister, if this handsome guy and Ji Juechen chase me together, who should I promise?"

When the fantasy time came, the girl who had previously regarded Ji Juechen as the lover of her dreams began to fantasize.

After hearing this, my sister silently complained in her heart, you should wake up early!

How could you imagine those two handsome guys chasing you as a second-level soul engineer!

Ling Bai did not expect Ji Juechen to do this in public, but when he recalled it carefully, when Ji Juechen's sword intention was aroused, the Seven Kills Sword Intention in his body seemed to throb for a moment, and was noticed by this keen swordsman. So he suddenly changed his target and asked him to fight.

"Ji, Jue, Chen!"

Before Ling Bai could say anything, the seventh-level soul master on the open-air arena could no longer hold it in any longer. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his head looked like a porcupine full of barbs. He was obviously extremely angry.

Even in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the number one soul teacher academy in the mainland, a seventh-level soul teacher can still be a qualified teacher. The organizer of the open-air arena spent a lot of money to invite him to the stage to fight, but he was put on the spot by Ji Juechen Ignore.

The seventh-level soul master roared, his hair and beard bulging with anger. He couldn't stand the insult, and he burst out with a fighting power that was far beyond normal.

He is a melee soul mentor, and his best attack method is close combat. The soul guidance thruster behind his back is activated, two thick smoke spurts out, a fierce wind suddenly rises, and a seventh-level sword burning with black flames is directed towards Ji Juechen. Hit it head on.

Ji Juechen is still a simple sword.

Chop!

The next second, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the explosion caused by the collision of sword light and sword light was like a soul-guided cannon dropped, and the violent roaring sound resounded throughout the entire place.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the seventh-level soul master lowered his head feebly. At his feet was a seventh-level sword broken into three pieces. An inconspicuous long sword stood horizontally beside his neck. With a slight movement, a big head would fall apart. Landed.

The chill from the sword was bone-chilling. The seventh-level soul master shuddered, swallowed, and stammered:

"Jianchi, you...you won...

Just now...I...I spoke a little louder, please don't mind. "

"Concession."

Ji Juechen replied lightly, not caring about the seventh-level soul master who stepped down in despair, and once again held his hand towards Ling Bai and said seriously:

"Brother, sword-crazy Ji Juechen, please fight!"

The Soul Emperor jumped up the ranks and instantly killed the seventh-level soul master. Ji Juechen's popularity instantly reached its peak. A pair of blazing eyes kept moving sideways on Ling Bai and Ji Juechen. Some people watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. They shouted to come on stage. The battle finally turned into a chorus of shouts:

“Get on stage! Get on stage! Get on stage!

Fight him! Fight him! Fight him! "

The organizers of the open-air arena sent people over and expressed their willingness to pay 500,000 gold soul coins to invite Ling Bai and Ji Juechen to fight. They took the opportunity to open an extra gambling game and make a lot of money.

"I don't want to fight you now."

Ling Bai's clear and elegant voice seemed to have a special penetrating power, passing through the waves of sound waves from the audience, and shot straight into Ji Juechen's ears.

"Why?"

Ji Juechen was anxious.

As a fellow swordsman, Ji Juechen could vaguely feel that Ling Bai had mastered a murderous sword intent, and he was extremely excited about it.

Although there are many powerful people in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, in the field of spiritual combat skills, there is actually no one who can surpass him.

Including a group of ninth-level soul masters headed by Jing Hongchen, the master of Mingde Hall, so Jing Hongchen paid special attention to him and left this strange man who knew nothing about soul guides in the Soul Master Holy Land of Douluo Continent.

"Ten rounds of wheel battles have consumed you a lot." Ling Bai said with a smile, "You have returned to your peak state. I will fight you and we will only compare swordsmanship."

"Just what I wanted!"

Ji Juechen promised heavily and sat down cross-legged to meditate. He wanted to use his best form to strike a sword.

A sword that unleashes all the sword intent in your chest!

The audience automatically made a way for Ling Bai. Ling Bai slowly walked onto the stage and looked at Ji Juechen, who had his eyes closed tightly and was adjusting his breathing every minute. His message flashed through his mind.

Compared to Huo Yuhao, who cheated on all kinds of hundred thousand year soul rings and soul bones, this swordsman is more like a mortal counterattack, with level three innate soul power and mediocre martial arts. He worked hard to kill the first century soul beast. The first soul ring and soul skills are like a blank slate like most soul teachers.

There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. Ji Juechen should say this.

In the beginning of hell, he understood the meaning of the sword on his own, and became the chief disciple of the soul guidance department in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy with many talented people. Even without the elixir refined by Huo Yuhao, he would definitely become a generation of titled fighters in the future. Luo.

Ji Juechen is a genius.

Everyone likes this simple-minded yet super capable one-liner genius, and Ling Bai is no exception. He needs his own team, and Ji Juechen is the perfect candidate.

At this point in time, the Body Sect did not sneak attack Mingde Hall, Huo Yuhao and Jing Hongchen did not make a bet, and did not meet Ji Juechen on the stage, so this was just an opportunity to take advantage of.

Time passed by bit by bit, the long wait was boring, and just when the audience was already a little drowsy, Ji Juechen finally ended his meditation.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes seemed to have undergone some strange changes, less sharp and sharp than a sword master, and more calm like the sea.

A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not elaborate.

He became introverted.

After nearly an hour of meditation, Ji Juechen fully burned all the potential of his body at this time.

Ji Juechen will present his understanding of the sword to Ling Bai without reservation, and they will start the battle in the purest way.

What they are fighting against is also the purest thing.

Spirit.

Will.

Understanding of the sword.

Ji Juechen took a deep breath and put his soul into the sword. This was his unique way of cultivation. His own sword martial soul had long been transformed into nothingness rather than entity, and perfectly integrated into the long sword in his hand made of meteorite iron from outer space.

Man is the sword, the sword is the man, the man and the sword are one, without distinction.

The terrifying sharp breath was released suddenly as if to tear the whole world apart. Wherever the invisible sword intent passed, the air drew a series of dark light and shadows. The strong wind blew and blew the clothes of the two people.

On Ling Bai's right hand, the brilliant golden light condensed into the Angel Holy Sword. Compared with Ji Juechen's dark meteorite iron sword from outer space, as the artifact of two generations of angel gods, the Angel Holy Sword is undoubtedly much more gorgeous.

The glittering golden sword blade set off the handsome face, and the Angel Holy Sword and the Angel Sword Master complemented each other. Many women in the audience showed an obsessed look. Some face control abandoned Ji Juechen and turned to cheer for Ling Bai.

Ling Bai took a half step forward with his left foot, and at the moment when his foot landed, a muffled "dong" sound burst out.

Then, a killing intent from the Seven Killing Sword Technique burst out from him. The Seven Killing Sword Technique was so powerful that it easily blocked Ji Juechen's sharp sword intent that was approaching, and it rolled back in an instant.

Ji Juechen's body shook, but he was not shocked by the Seven Killing Sword Technique. Instead, his eyes became more determined. The six soul rings on his body shone like rippling water waves, and his momentum rose again, forcibly resisting the Seven Killing Sword Technique that condensed the blood and sweat of countless generations of sword masters of the Seven Killing Sword lineage.

Holding the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, Ji Juechen's upper body half turned to the side, his feet did not move, and he changed to face Ling Bai sideways.

The sword intent changed from the previous sharp and unmatched to the desire to choose someone to devour. The powerful power was compressed again, and collided head-on with the killing momentum released by Ling Bai, and the air was filled with layers of ripples.

Ling Bai's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and a one-armed sword-holding phantom appeared behind him. The phantom was tall and majestic, with a solemn expression. The boundless killing intent spread out, easily penetrating the soul guide shield of the open-air arena. Everyone felt like they were on an ancient battlefield with a river of blood, and their breath was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Bang——"

The pressure suddenly increased, and it seemed that something broke in Ji Juechen's brain. The feeling of enlightenment was very wonderful, like a flexible butterfly. He wanted to reach out and catch it, but he was just a little bit short, and it slipped through his fingers every time.

He understood that under the stimulation of the Seven Killing Sword Intent, he was about to break through the shackles. The difficulty of practicing spiritual combat skills like sword intent was far greater than soul power. If there was no guidance from the predecessors, and he only relied on his own understanding, any breakthrough would be hard-won.

Turning sideways, Ji Juechen tilted his body to face Ling Bai. The excitement in his heart was indescribable. Only as the person involved, he could truly feel how terrible the Seven Killing Sword Intent was.

The sharp sword intent that was raised to the limit bombarded the Seven Killing Sword Intent, like a raging wave hitting the hard and stubborn stone that had never changed, scattering and splashing, and could not shake the opponent at all.

Even though he experienced the huge gap between the two, it would only inspire Ji Juechen's fighting spirit in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Bai with his eyes. It seemed that two lightning-like interlaced lights appeared between the two.

Stepping on the ground to gain power, Ji Juechen turned into a gliding light. The speed was so fast that it could only be described as lightning. Without any soul guide, it was already the speed limit that a six-ring soul emperor could reach.

This instantaneous burst was even incomparable to the agile attack soul masters of the same level.

Holding the sword with both hands, he slowly turned back to his body and swept the long sword. This simple action seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds in Ji Juechen's hands. The whole action was as if it was completed in a viscous liquid, but there was no pause, and it was done in one go!

Loyal to the sword, obsessed with the sword, and extreme in the sword!

Ling Bai raised the Angel Holy Sword, and the one-armed phantom behind him raised the Seven Killing Sword in his hand at the same time. Thunder resounded in the sky. As the two long swords slowly fell, the void was like a torn curtain. A gully several meters deep appeared on the solid ground of the arena, and it continued to extend with the fall of the sword blade, getting deeper and deeper!

The Seven Killings thundered, and a sword broke the sky!

"Boom--"

The Angel Holy Sword slashed the sword body of the meteorite sword from the sky. The aftermath of the sword intent fighting each other was like a spreading ring. The ring whistled past, and the audience's sight was inexplicably trance. This moment seemed to jump out of the frequency of this world.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The spider-web-like dense and tiny cracks slowly covered the seemingly inconspicuous but actually quite hard meteorite sword.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword in Ji Juechen's hand was broken into dregs and scattered in the wind.

"Ah this..."

Ji Juechen blinked at a loss.

The Meteoric Iron Sword was just a strip at first. After getting it, Ji Juechen used his soul power to continuously refine the Meteoric Iron. For several years, it finally turned into a sword.

The Angel Holy Sword destroyed the Heavenly Meteor Iron Sword with one blow. Ji Juechen was stunned on the spot, and the brains of everyone watching the battle were also shut down.

Ji Juechen, the swordsman who has been the king of the open-air arena for the past year, won all ten rounds today, including an instant kill of a seventh-level soul master.

He challenged Ling Bai, but the outcome turned out to be so tragic. The meteorite iron sword was shattered into slag, and the man seemed to have turned into a gray-white stone sculpture.

"Sister, go up and hug Jian Chi, he looks like he's about to break..."

The elder sister quietly poked the younger sister next to her, thinking that her younger sister might be able to sneak in and hug the beautiful man back.

The younger sister covered her face with tears, looked away from Ji Juechen, and shook her head firmly:

"I'm sorry for my sword-crazy ex-husband, but I like this new husband who is more handsome and better at fighting!"

"Tsk, you're so quick to fall in love with someone else..."

In the open-air arena, Ling Bai stepped forward and patted Ji Juechen on the shoulder, saying apologetically: "Sorry, I broke your sword. I'll make it up to you another time."

There is a world of difference between the Heavenly Meteor Iron Sword and the Angel Holy Sword. Ling Bai did not do it intentionally. It really cannot withstand the duel between the two swords.

Ji Juechen came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "It's okay. In fact, since I broke through the Soul Emperor, the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword has been unable to keep up with my cultivation. During this time, I have already thought of changing the sword.

But this meteorite iron sword has been with me for many years. I am used to holding it, and it is hard to let it go. Today, it can be regarded as neither broken nor established. "

If anyone in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy who knew Ji Juechen knew this, their jaws would probably be shocked. The usually concise and to the point Jian Chi actually said a series of words!

After saying that, Ji Juechen took two steps back and bowed deeply to Ling Bai:

"Brother, your sword intention is very strong, it is the most powerful combat skill I have ever seen in my life.

It's just that this murderous sword intention does not belong to you and your sword filled with light, but to the swordsman ancestor who created it.

Ji Juechen is being taught today. I hope that one day, you can create your own sword power to defeat me. "