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Chapter 187 Wu Fang VS Sword Douluo! (Six more, one word, do it!)
"Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!"

Inside the mansion, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with the word 'soul' printed on the back was mixed in with the crowd of people who were being assessed.When he saw the appearance of the old man clearly, there was a solemn look between his brows, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

The old man wore a spotless white robe, and his silver-white hair was combed extremely neatly. There was a sword on his back, about three feet long, without any decorations, and the whole body was pure silver.

The old man's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong's body below, he stopped speaking after finishing what he had said, and just stood there quietly.But even if he doesn't do anything, he still gives people a feeling of being the only one in the world.

"What? He is one of the two ultimate guardians of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin!"

"It is said that he is immersed in the martial soul of his long sword. Even at the level of Titled Douluo, in terms of attack power, there are no more than five fingers who dare to compare with him. In the way of the sword, no one surpasses him. For this reason, some people call him Jian Dao Chen Xin."

"Has this kind of existence even come to Tangmen? He seems to have come here after that little girl."

"What kind of status does this girl have in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, to be able to alarm Sword Douluo! Could it be the daughter of Sect Master Ning?"

……

When the man in the Soul Palace revealed the identity of the white-haired old man, the people around him all exclaimed, and they couldn't help discussing fiercely.

"Grandpa Jian, I have already joined the Tang Sect. Don't go back with you, go back by yourself." Ning Rongrong hid behind Wu Fang, and made a face at Sword Douluo Chenxin.

"Rongrong, this is not a place for you to mess around!" Chen Xing raised his brows and stared at Ning Rongrong, then looked at Wu Fang apologetically: "Master, Rongrong is a little naughty and caused you trouble, why don't you I hope you don't take it to heart. The old man will take him back now."

"Master, I don't want to go back, I want to stay in Tangmen." Ning Rongrong looked up at Wu Fang, biting her lips and blinking her big eyes.

Wu Fang smiled knowingly, how could he not know that Ning Rongrong's aggrieved expression was just pretending.It's just the current situation, since this girl doesn't want to go back, then naturally he can't let the other party take her away.

"Sword Douluo Chenxin, right? You must have heard how she called me. She has already joined my Tang Sect. If she doesn't want to, let alone you, even Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi will be added. , the three of you can't take her away from me." Wu Fang stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips, calmly looking at the white-haired old man above.

"Is the sect master trying to make things difficult for me?" Jian Dou Luochen frowned slightly, his face gradually darkened, he let out a cold snort, the long sword behind his back appeared in his hand, and at the same time a fierce momentum rushed towards Wu Fang.

"Why are you talking about making things difficult?"

Wu Fang smiled, and easily disintegrated the momentum with a wave of his hand, layers of metal floating under his feet supported his body and slowly lifted into the air: "If you want to compete with me, then I will accept it." Next is."

"This old man just wants to take Rongrong away. But since the sect master is willing to give a chance to try the sword, then I naturally want to learn the sect master's brilliant moves and test the sect master's strength." With a flick of the sword, the nine spirit rings on his body lit up, and his aura rose steadily.

"Grandpa Jian, I finally recognized a master, you can't hurt him! If you hurt master, Rongrong will ignore you in the future!" Seeing the white-haired old man draw his sword, Ning Rongrong's face showed a smear. Anxious, and even more worried in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Master is very strong." At some time, Oscar had appeared beside Ning Rongrong, with a flattering look on his face.

"What do you know, Grandpa Jian is the titled Douluo known as the strongest attack!" Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar.

Looking at the two people facing each other far away in the air, the expressions of the people in the mansion suddenly brightened, and there was a lot of anticipation in their eyes.

Obviously, they were very curious about who was stronger, the head of the Tang Sect or Luo Chenxin, the sword fighter.

In the air, Sword Douluo Luochen fluttered his sleeves and greeted him vainly: "Back then, Laogu and I narrowly defeated the spokesperson of the god in Shengzong City, but you defeated him in 3 minutes by yourself. When I heard the news, I wanted to learn something, please act."

Wu Fang looked indifferent: "Since you love to play with swords, then I will fight swordsmanship with you."

After finishing speaking, Wu Fang made a move with his right hand, and a ball of black and purple metal stretched and twisted into a thin sword about two and a half feet long in the palm of his hand.Although the rapier didn't have too many decorations, the cold light from the blade made people shiver inadvertently.

"Your martial spirit is also a sword?" Glancing at the thin sword in Wu Fang's hand, Chen Xin's eyes narrowed and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Wu Fang shook his head: "No."

Chen Xin frowned: "Then why did your sword come out of thin air?"

Wu Fang shook his rapier: "You don't need to know."

Chen Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, then let me learn how the sect master's swordsmanship is!"

As the indifferent voice fell, nine spirit rings lit up on Chen Xin's body, and the long sword in his hand trembled violently.Almost at the same time, the bluestone bricks directly below trembled, making a buzzing sound.

Its soul power is even more like being pulled by an invisible thread, pouring into the long sword in his hand little by little.

On the other side, Wu Fang also held down the hilt of the sword with one hand. Although he couldn't feel the fluctuation of soul power from his body, there was another unknown and inexplicable aura rising.Compared with the soul power, this powerful breath is even worse.

"Has the battle between these two evolved into a competition of swordsmanship? Sword Douluo claims to be the strongest in swordsmanship, but why does the head of the Tang Sect give me the feeling that his sword intent is not weaker than Sword Douluo?"

Below, everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Xin and Wu Fang, and suddenly they felt two sharp auras spewing out almost at the same time, and then there was a loud bang.

The two didn't make a move, they just raised the long sword in their hands, but even the collision of sword energy had torn apart the void, causing a loud bang.

Even though there was a distance of several feet away from the burst of sword qi, everyone below still only felt their faces turn cold. They felt pain like a knife being cut by the blown energy, and each of them subconsciously backed away. Back off.

"Worthy of being the head of the Tang Sect."

Chen Xin looked at Wu Fang, and just from the collision of sword energy before, he knew that the other party's perception of the way of the sword was not weaker than his own.

After the words of approval fell, Chen Xin's expression became extremely serious. I saw him wielding his long sword, ethereal and fierce, changing rapidly.

"Master, take the sword!"

After gaining momentum, Chen Xin gave a soft drink, and the light of the sword in his hand was as stunning as a dragon, stirring up the rivers and seas.With a swish sound, it shot toward Wu Fang like cold electricity.

(End of this chapter)