Signing to the Goddess from Douluo

Chapter 90 Killer? (Please subscribe to chapter 85, that is the first subscription)

"Qiu Bin?"

Seeing the man in black rushing toward him, Ye Chen couldn't help asking, but he quickly overturned his guess, because he couldn't sense his mental imprint in the other person's mind.

Without any words, the man in black held an orange-yellow dagger and stabbed towards Ye Chen's throat.

The simple action made a sharp piercing sound in the air, leaving a faint yellow mark wherever it passed, and the speed was outrageous.

Ye Chen had just called out the Moyuan dagger, when the short sword came to him, less than seven or eight centimeters apart, and the chill from the tip of the sword made the skin sting like the wind.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, the five soul rings at the soles of Ye Chen's feet burst out in an instant. The blood-red fifth soul ring instantly made Ye Chen's soul power boil over and over, and then the Moyuan dagger in his hand slashed a strange path. The arc blocked the throat blow of the dagger.

If he didn't succeed, the man in black jumped a few meters away, his icy eyes stared at Ye Chen and said, "Zizi, black and red, a hundred thousand year spirit ring, your kid is really amazing, no wonder that person must let me get rid of it. you."

"Who is that person? Say it, and I will spare you."

"Forgive me not to die? It's just that you are a level 52 soul king? It's ridiculous." Hearing Ye Chen's words, the man in black couldn't help laughing: "You are so domineering at such a young age, don't you think that having a 100,000-year spirit ring is enough? Can you compete with me? I'm just talking about a dream, just let you see the strength of this old man."

As he said that, the man in black roared, and the soul power in his body suddenly surged. Suddenly, a majestic breath pressed Ye Chen away.

"Contra?"

Ye Chen asked easily.

"You still have some knowledge. Since you know my cultivation, then you can kill yourself. The old man is lazy."

The man in black stood hand in hand, standing there proudly, as if he was invincible in the world.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Ye Chen covered his face and couldn't help laughing out loud. For a while, the man in black looked dumbfounded, and then said coldly, "What are you laughing at? Do you still want to struggle?"

heard,

Ye Chenqiang held back his laughter, looked at the old man in black and said, "You said you want me to commit suicide, right? Haha, I've heard this sentence a few times, but those who say this to me are probably better than the grass on the grave. You are tall."

"Arrogant, I'm an 85 Soul Douluo. The difference between you and my soul power is more than 35 levels. Do you think it's just a number?"

The black-clothed old man laughed angrily. He had lived for decades, but he had never seen such an arrogant kid like Ye Chen, who dared to say anything in front of him? Really arrogant.

"Hey, as a killer, your words are too much." Ye Chen smiled slightly, then patted his forehead and said, "Oh, no, the killer shouldn't be as long-winded as you, so who is your real identity? ?"

"I think I talk too much, you are courting death."

"Looking for death? Didn't you come to kill me? If I don't despise you, you will let me leave like this?"

"you!"

Ye Chen said that he was a little anxious, the emotional intelligence of the black-robed old man was obviously a little low, and he couldn't speak well. At this moment, his thin body began to tremble, and the orange-yellow dagger in his hand was also flickering with a khaki light.

With a smile at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, he continued to guess: "Let me think about it, since you're not a killer, you shouldn't be an elder sent by the Spirit Hall, and you want to kill me, a player who has performed well in the competition. So that Wuhundian Academy can win the championship?"

"You're smart, guess right..."

Just as the old man in black was about to praise one or two, the old man under the black cloth wanted to smile.

But before he could finish his words, Ye Chen suddenly shook his head one after another and said, "No, no, no, no, no, if you kill people on your own territory, the Spirit Hall is not so brainless, so who would be so brainless? You, or yours. Master Xue Ye the Great!"

"Nonsense, how can you slander the Great Emperor Xue Ye, don't forget your identity, you are the shadow of His Royal Highness Qinghe."

The words of the black-clothed old man were very serious, and he seemed to be very respectful to the Tiandou Imperial Family.

In response to this, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth couldn't help but go up, then stared at the old man and said, "I see, your master is Prince Xue Xing."

"Of course not. You don't have to guess. You can't guess it. Even if you guess the sect empires on the entire continent, it's impossible to know my identity."

"Really? Prince Xue Xing's dogleg."

"Are you deaf? If I say no, then no, who is Prince Xue Xing? He is also qualified to order me?"

"Oh, Prince Xue Xing's thug."

Ye Chen's words kept irritating the black-clothed old man, so much so that he slammed his sword at him and said angrily, "Go to hell, change your mouth in your next life, it won't be so annoying."

Having said that, the black-clothed old man stopped talking, and directly broke out the super strength of Soul Douluo, and slashed over with a sword.

Seeing this, Ye Chen dodged a sword, and then smiled mysteriously: "I can't change my mouth, how many girls like people who are too late, how can some people find it annoying, it will only break it's 'powerful'."

"You have a tongue-in-cheek tongue, even if you talk about it today, you can't escape death."

The old man in black glared at Ye Chen. In his life, he hated others discussing the opposite sex in front of him the most, especially when he got old.

The spirit power on the surface of the body surged violently, and the surrounding desks were overturned and smashed into the sky, instantly shattering into many sawdust, and then, the old man in black shouted: "Eighth spirit ability: sword formation!"

As he said that, the orange-yellow dagger in his hand was like a phantom, and instantly transformed into more than ten identical daggers, which appeared in the surrounding air of the room, directly shrouding Ye Chen.

As soon as the sword formation was completed, Ye Chen couldn't help feeling an indescribable crisis quickly surfaced in his mind, as if he would die after this blow.

But at the same time as facing the crisis, Ye Chen felt that this was a good learning opportunity, because he also used swords himself.

Sword Douluo's soul skills tend to be more like strength bonus and sword qi comprehension, both of which Ye Chen does not possess, but the eighth soul skill issued by this old man seems to be more inclined to skill-type sword soul skills.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help frenzy in his heart, and then he flicked his fingers, and the Moyuan dagger around him flew out, and then kept changing and copying in the air.

In just a short moment, more than 20 Demon Abyss daggers were suspended in the air, evenly distributed in various positions in the room according to the arrangement of the daggers of the black-clothed old man.

Seeing this, the black-clothed old man couldn't help but sneered, "It's just a picture of a tiger and a cat, do you think this old man's eighth spirit ability would be so simple? Just say goodbye and be like me? How naive."

"thanks for reminding."

Ye Chen is not angry but happy, the other party's mind is really pertinent, if it is just a simple appearance, of course it cannot be called a soul skill.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen closed his eyes, a powerful and unparalleled domineering sword qi was centered on it, instantly densely covering every corner of the air.

When he opened his eyes again, between the orange-yellow daggers that were distributed according to a certain regularity, there suddenly appeared one after another, intricate lines of faint sword energy that were invisible and intricate.

On each dagger, there are several sword qi evenly distributed, so that there is an indescribable connection between the daggers, Ye Chen wanted to be amazed when he saw it.

However, while Ye Chen was studying, the black-clothed old man's brows furrowed tightly, and he couldn't help but secretly startled: "What a terrifying sword qi, this old man has been studying kendo for more than 60 years, and the sword qi power he possesses is unexpectedly powerful. Less than one-tenth of a hairy boy? It's incredible, unbelievable."

He believes that his swordsmanship is unmatched except for the titled Douluo, but today, Ye Chen let him know a word, what is it that there are people outside people and heaven outside people!

For a time, the old man in black looked at Ye Chen with a hint of admiration in his cloudy eyes, but he was more cautious and vigilant.

The short sword in his hand moved slightly, and the orange-yellow sword formations scattered outside suddenly trembled violently, and each short sword quickly emitted a dazzling light, and the water molecules in the hot steaming air began to emit white smoke.