Ronin from Douluo

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"it's over?"

Mo Xin, who was standing next to Sword Master Chenmu, stared dumbly ahead not far away. The shock in her heart. The scene she just saw will be forever engraved in her soul and she will never forget it in this life.

At this moment, she finally saw what a real strong man was, what a majestic power was!

That sword engraved in the heart seems to transcend everything and become eternal!

Real swordsmanship!

"Yes, the battle is over." Chenmu Sword Master also responded somewhat dullly.

Even though he was a ninety-sixth-level Titled Douluo and a sword master with profound swordsmanship, such a scene still made him feel extremely shocked.

That was a strong sword master level. The battle between two strong sword masters was a real fight between life and death. They used all their strength to win the battle without sparing any effort.

The loser will die!

Since such a fierce battle has ended, it means that one of the sword masters has died.

In other words, a strong swordsman with similar strength to himself has fallen.

Dongli, I don’t know how many years it has been, there hasn’t been such an inspiring battle, and I don’t know how many years it has been, that a strong man at the sword master level would die in the battle.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.

Even though Tatsuki, as a sword master, had absolute confidence in his own strength, the combat power displayed in that kind of battle scene, at least, he asked himself, was somewhat different from it.

At least, in the end, he couldn't make that shocking sword strike.

Through this battle, Chenmu Sword Master can probably guess the approximate level of strength of the strong swordsman who won this battle.

Based on the strength standards of the nine sword masters of the Sword God Palace, they should be able to enter the top five!

After all, Tatsuki himself ranks sixth among the nine sword masters, and he considers himself inferior to this mysterious swordsman.

"Come on, let's go over and take a look."

"Want to go there?"

Mo Xin's body was still trembling a little, and she couldn't help but feel fear over there.

"Don't be afraid, maybe the person you are looking for is over there." Chenmu Sword Master said, and disappeared from the place with Mo Xin.

It is impossible to imagine the current appearance of this ruined land. Not long ago, this was a beautiful mountain river.

Mountains have been plowed down, rivers broken, and nothing will ever be the same again.

A gust of night wind blew by, carrying yellow sand, making it desolate and dilapidated.

A figure walked out of the wind and sand, holding a long knife in his hand. Although blood overflowed from his hand, flowing along the sharp blade, dripping from the tip onto the messy ground.

The figure held the blade and walked forward step by step. Every time he took a step, his soul seemed to be hit hard.

"Why? Why are you so strong?"

The black figure kneeling on the ground helplessly, his eyes filled with resentment, looked at the figure getting closer and closer to him.

The ferocious face of the black shadow was full of unwillingness.

"Why?"

Zeng Yi looked at him and felt a little funny.

"How could you win over me when you only know how to plunder!"

There was a deep sword mark on the demon's body, almost cutting him in half.

Moreover, this sword energy was still eroding his body. Even the evil demon with strong healing ability could not heal the wound.

The demon's body, emitting black gas, dissipated between heaven and earth, and its body became more and more transparent, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

Looking at this face with the same face as his own, Zeng Yi took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and the long knife in his hand stabbed out like a strong wind.

The blade passed through the demon's forehead and instantly penetrated his head.

On the other side, Chenmu Sword Master and Mo Xin, who rushed here, happened to see this scene.

The picture reflected in front of the eyes was of a person holding a long knife and piercing another person's head.

The bleak wind blew by, causing my long hair to fly.

Mo Xin also looked at the faces of the two people, and his eyes suddenly shrank rapidly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying and shocking.

It turned out to be Zeng Yi! Or rather, Mo Lang!

At that moment, Mo Xin's brain couldn't turn around.

Mo Lang killed Mo Lang? Why are there two Mo Lang?

Could it be that it was the two of them fighting just now, causing the shocking scene that was like a natural disaster?

Mo Lang is actually a sword master level expert!

For a moment, Mo Xin felt a little dizzy. He didn't expect that the person he brought back from the beach turned out to be a strong swordsman.

Moreover, he lived with them for half a year, became a disciple of her Mo Family Gym, and even taught the opponent swordsmanship?

Thinking about how she was like a teacher, teaching him how to practice swordsmanship, Mo Xin felt a little ashamed.

What ability and virtue do I have to teach a master of swordsmanship at the level of a sword master?

Bang!

The evil demon was pierced by Zeng Yi's blade, and terrifying energy exploded in his body. In an instant, it turned into a black mist and dispersed.

And the dissipated black mist began to converge towards the long knife in Zeng Yi's hand.

"Give back the power that belongs to me." Zeng Yi murmured for a lifetime, stretched out his martial soul.

Zeng Yi was not surprised by this scene.

Because this is also one of his soul skills, which is his sixth soul skill.

It was a soul skill that I had gathered and acquired when I was possessed by a demon and lost my mind.

plunder!

From the name of the soul skill, you can tell that it is an extremely domineering and even evil ability.

Yes, this is just like its literal meaning, it can rob the opponent's soul power and life essence, whether it is a soul beast or a human being.

Then feed it back to yourself.

This is why he was able to advance to the eight-ring Soul Douluo realm so quickly, with level 82 soul power.

However, this soul skill already falls within the scope of forbidden arts. Perhaps, this can increase one's soul power level very quickly, but it will have a great impact on one's own foundation.

Therefore, Zeng Yi will not use it to rob others and become stronger through shortcuts.

However, there is another way to use it, which is to save this energy, not absorb it and convert it into cultivation, but store it as a piece of energy, and explode it when needed.

This is how Zeng Yi used this soul skill.

In just one breath, this black energy was absorbed by Zeng Yi's martial spirit and Lan Qie, and finally a dark magic pattern was engraved on Lan Qie's silver blade.

"Mo Lang"

Mo Xin looked at the cold figure in front of him. It was obviously the same face, but compared with the original person, it looked extremely strange.

Mo Xin was a little scared, and even called him in fear.

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Zeng Yi put Lan Qie into her sheath, turned around, and his indifferent expression instantly disappeared, revealing a warm expression of spring breeze, and laughed.

"Sister Xin? Senior Sword Master, are you here like this?"