Douluo: Starting from the Wuhun Temple to build the Kingdom of God

"Qiang!"

When all the power gathered on the thousand-forged tungsten steel sword, it was suddenly unsheathed, and a flash of sword light flashed through. The tip of the sword pierced Chen Jianjun. Even Tian Hao's body leaned forward, his legs, spine, arms, and hands.

The sword almost maintains a perfect straight line.

This is the sword-drawing technique he has practiced for more than ten years. It is a sword that explodes with all his strength. It also has the thunder attribute to stimulate the explosive power, and its power is comparable to a century-old soul skill.

At the same time, the sharp spiritual characteristics merge with the soul power of the Holy Light, adding an edge to the sword body.

"good!"

With a twinkling light in his eyes, Chen Jianjun shouted the word "good". He was very pleased to see such a good young man at the last moment of his life.

And it refers to the sword that is stabbing at the sword with the Qi of the Seven Kills Sword condensed in it.

This young man, his sword, and swordsmanship qualified him to take action.

A precise point on the tip of the sword without an edge dispersed all the power Tian Hao had concentrated on it, and even the edge of the holy light was shattered.

Even the sword blade made of thousand-forged tungsten steel started to develop cracks from the tip of the sword, and soon spread throughout the entire sword body.

As the sword body was cracked, the black and oily light on it instantly weakened and became insignificant.

After all, the two are too different. Even if Chen Jianjun is a bit casual, Tian Hao cannot compare.

The huge force caused the skin of Tian Hao's palm to split, and blood flowed out and infected the hilt of the sword.

After receiving Tian Hao's blood, the light that was about to disintegrate on the sword instantly restrained itself, making the entire sword feel like a flesh-and-blood connection with him, as if it had become an extension of his own arm.

This is a blood sacrifice!

As the blood sacrifice made the sword body and Tian Hao's fit reach the extreme, the prototype of that spiritual edge also made further breakthroughs. It was no longer a prototype, but a kind of edge in itself.

This is not Sword Intent, and it is even far from Sword Intent, but it is the first step towards Sword Intent, and it is already considered an introduction.

And after it is completely transformed and stabilized, this sharp attribute will be imprinted on the mental power, forming a permanent talent. In the future, there will be no need to waste time slowly shaping it under hypnosis, which is of great significance in actual combat.

"good!"

Feeling the sharp characteristics of the transformation, Chen Jianjun laughed again and said a good word!

It is very rare to be able to practice swordsmanship to this extent with a non-sword weapon spirit, which shows how much effort the young man put in behind the scenes.

He moved his fingers away, letting the remaining strength of the sword continue to move forward and pass through his heart.

At the same time, the sword reached its limit and turned into countless tiny fragments, some of which remained in Chenjian-kun's body.

"senior!"

Tian Hao was stunned and didn't understand Chen Jianjun's actions.

"Although Qian Daoliu is strong, he is not a swordsman, and his martial spirit is not a sword. Compared to dying in his hands, I would rather die in your hands, because you are a swordsman!

"

Chen Jianjun smiled cheerfully and said, as a swordsman, it is undoubtedly a blessing to die in the hands of a swordsman in the end.

"Students will continue to follow the path of kendo, teacher!"

Touched in his heart, Tian Hao held the remaining sword hilt and saluted, calling him his teacher, his first teacher in the art of swordsmanship!

"good!"

Chen Jianjun smiled and said another kind word. It is really a great blessing to have another swordsman student in the last moment of my life.

"Go to the end with your teacher's blood!"

Signaling the young man to take blood, Chen Jianjun has no regrets.

Moreover, the soul bone skill the young man used just now made him understand what he wanted his blood for, so he used his last strength to pave the way for him with the sword.

"I'm sorry, teacher!"

Tian Hao took out another drop of blood that he had prepared long ago and wiped it between his eyebrows, interrupting the effect of the previous soul skill, and another yellow soul ring emerged from the soul bone of his head. At the same time, he raised his hand and pressed it on the wound on Chen Jianjun's heart.

And at the same time that his palm came into contact with Chen Jianjun, a power hidden in the sea of ​​Wuhun spirit was awakened.

Sensing the abnormality in his martial soul, Tian Hao ignored it for the time being and first extracted the teacher's blood. He could not hold on much longer.

"Soul Skill·Vampire!"

Originating from the soul skill of the owner of that drop of blood, a swallowing power erupted from Tian Hao's palm, and the blood in Chen Jianjun's body was sucked out from the wound in his heart.

Even the blood-stained blade fragments were sucked in and mixed with the blood.

This is the effect of that soul skill. It can absorb the blood of others. If there is a wound and the other party does not use soul power to resist, the blood can be drained from his body in an instant. It is extremely cruel and domineering.

However, the original effect of other soul skills is to suck them from a distance. Tian Hao's weakened version can only be applied to suck it, but it can also suck it dry.

However, a sudden change occurred at this time, and the sea of ​​Wuhun spirit suddenly burst out with a swallowing power and swallowed up a force from Chen Jianjun's body.

Chen Jianjun was surprised when he noticed the changes in his body. When he saw Tian Hao also looked surprised, he guessed that it was definitely not arranged by the young man.

"My master, I am looking forward to your future more and more. Maybe you can really reach the top by relying on swordsmanship alone."

After taking a deep look at the cheap student in front of him, Chen Jianjun no longer suppressed the counterattack force in his body, and his body quickly turned into powder and scattered. Even the soul bones fused in the body could not resist the overbearing counterattack force.

Noodles.

Only one hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone of the highest quality barely managed to survive being turned into powder, but it was also broken into dozens of pieces.

After all, it was the counterattack force formed by Qian Daoliu's offensive with his self-created semi-divine skills. It was definitely not something that a 100,000-year-old soul bone could withstand. It had shattered when it was attacked before.

"What a pity!"

Qian Daoliu on the city felt that the one hundred thousand year old soul bone was broken, and felt sorry for him.

He knew that the War Soul Sect had a 100,000-year-old inherited soul bone, because a thousand years ago, a leader of the War Soul Sect had a 100,000-year-old soul ring, which originated from a bright holy dragon, and that soul bone had also been fighting

It is inherited within the Soul Sect.

I thought it would be passed down forever, but I didn't expect it to be shattered and destroyed today, and the original power was destroyed. It's a pity.

It was also because the Holy Light attribute was too strong, which caused the power of his semi-divine skill to increase dramatically, so it was destroyed along with it.

Qian Daoliu sighed, but Tian Hao didn't. Before the broken bones could fall to the ground, he hurried forward and wrapped them with soul power and put them into the storage soul guide.

Even the body of a strong man like Chen Jianjun was turned into powder, but this thing has survived, and the quality is definitely not low.

At the same time, Tian Hao collected the powder that Cheap Teacher had turned into, took off his coat and wrapped it up, collecting the body for the teacher, and then found someone to send it to Chen Xin.

After doing this, Tian Hao bowed gratefully to Qian Daoliu at the top of the city, and then ran back to the city gate to meet Xiao Ha who was shivering all over.

After Tian Hao returned to his original position, Qian Daoliu took back the angel realm, spread out the three pairs of wings behind him, and flew towards the Douluo Palace.

Without the light distortion affecting vision in the Angel Realm, everyone recovered, but looking at the empty land in front of them, they couldn't understand what just happened for a while.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, everyone had no choice but to return.

Only a few people curiously stepped forward to check and search, wanting to see what was going on or to see if there were any good things left behind.

"Did you find anything?"

After everyone left, Tian Hao asked Xiao Ha who had been chewing on his trouser leg.

"Woo!"

Xiao Ha, who has a very high IQ, gestured to follow and walked forward.

Tian Hao followed quickly and soon came to a destroyed ground with a huge claw mark on it.

"What a big paw print. Is this the true form of the martial spirit? It should be the person who came with the teacher. Could it be that person?"

Tian Hao guessed that it was caused by Wuhun's real body, and even had some vague guesses about his identity.

Then his eyes quickly turned to a pool of blood not far away, and he felt excited inside.