Douluo: Become a young dragon and be brought home by Qian Renxue

Chapter 80 Childhood Shadow, Demon Subduing VS Chen Xun
"Whoever talks shamelessly over there, get out of here..."

The words were only half spoken when Demon-Conquering Douluo's expression suddenly froze.

"Jiang Mo, you know how to do it, don't you? You dare to put on airs in front of me. You must have forgotten the scene when you knelt on the ground and begged for mercy."

"Chen...Chenxun, how is this possible?"

Different from the pride of Evil Demon Douluo, his good brother is much calmer. In addition to paying attention to the guardian elders of Qibao Glazed Sect, Chen Xun and Chen Jianjun are also within sight.

By then, the two brothers' bodies felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were unwilling to believe the scene in front of them.

"Yeah, I didn't believe it at first, but it just happened!"

"I really didn't expect that you two brothers can break through the level 95 barrier with your talents, but that's okay, otherwise it would be too boring to kill you again."

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, nine circles of soul rings flashing at Chen Jianjun's feet, the momentum of the 98th level titled Douluo also exploded at this moment.

Although Chen Jianjun did not have a red soul ring like his father, he still gained the approval of Qiandaoliu back then, and the sword he used in the end had already caused Golden Crocodile Douluo to suffer a big loss.

Facing two level 98 titled Douluo, cold sweat continued to flow from the foreheads of the two brothers.

After a long time, Demon-Conquering Douluo looked at the Sea-Dinging Needle in his hand repeatedly, his heart skipped a beat, and then he took a sudden step forward.

"Hmph, Qianjun, you and I, brothers, are no longer what they used to be. I hold this semi-sacred weapon in my hand, so what should we fear?"

"Chen Xun, no matter what method you use to bring back the soul, I just have this opportunity today. I will take back the humiliation you have brought to us one by one."

"The Ninth Soul Skill, Speed ​​of All Beings"

Before Qian Jun could react, his good brother had already taken action.

Seeing such a tense atmosphere, Qian Renxue also became nervous in the square.

"Xiao Feng, hurry up and think of a solution. Grandpa Jiangmo is about to start a fight with the people from the Qibao Glazed Sect!"

The little girl kept shaking Luo Feng's body for a long time, and circles of stars were hovering above her head.

"Let go of the little guy, you are almost shaking him to death!"

On the side, Ning Rongrong saw Luo Feng being treated like this and picked up a small stone to hit Qian Renxue.

In an instant, the atmosphere around him became tense. Faced with repeated provocations, Qian Renxue would not show mercy because of his young age.

Yes, if something is not done, the two aunts will definitely fight.

"Swish"

A single dragon claw poked out, and the bluestone slab made a sizzling sound.

"There has been a grudge between the four of them for many years, and I can't hold it back. It's better to let them fight. It will also give them the energy to conquer the devil. It's really annoying to brag all day long."

"Besides, these two brothers came here with a mission. If we really defeat the people of the Qibao Glazed Sect, we will definitely be captured."

"Xiaoxue, you don't want this either."

It was much easier to use his joints. Soon, Luo Feng wrote a long document on the ground.

After seeing the content above, Qian Renxue's inner balance also changed.

What Xiaofeng said makes sense. If Grandpa Jiangmo and the others really win, the two of us will probably be taken back, and Grandpa will definitely not let us out again.

Well, watching the peak Douluo fight is also a good thing.

In the end, the two important figures in Wuhun Palace chose to compromise, and the war in the sky broke out at this moment.

"Hmph, the ninth soul skill that is fused with a semi-artifact, it's really something!"

"Xiaojun, I'll leave the guy next to you to you. Their martial soul fusion skills are a bit troublesome. Our realm is not yet stable, so don't give the other party this chance."

"The ninth soul skill, the sword rises from the four seas and cuts through nine thousand miles."

Suddenly, the 10-year-old soul ring at Chen Xun's feet shone so brightly.His eyes and whole body were mapped into blood red, and his every move was the manifestation of murderous intent.

"The 10-year-old sword-swallowing beast soul bone skill breaks the formation."

At the same time, the light on Chen Xun's left arm was so bright.

"Huh? That's a 10-year-old soul bone. No wonder Chen Xun was able to fight Tang Chen back then. It turns out he had such a trump card!"

The biggest secret of breaking the formation is to ignore any defense. Obviously, facing the Demon-Conquering Douluo who holds a semi-divine weapon, Chen Xun still chose to go all out even though Chen Xun was at a higher level.

With a loud bang, the Heavenly Awakening Holy Golden Dragon and the Sifang Sword Qi collided fiercely, and red energy fluctuations also swept across.

"Qianjun, your opponent is here."

"The sixth soul skill, ten thousand swords return to the sect"

The same move will be unsatisfactory if used by different people. Chen Jianjun's sixth soul skill is similar to a single attack that merges the sea of ​​swords into one.

At that time, Qianjun Douluo could only fight and retreat, and was soon forced out of the energy storm, and the distance between him and his good brother continued to grow.

"Chen Jianjun, don't think that I am afraid of you!"

"The eighth soul skill, a critical throw"

An iron rod suddenly appeared in the sky above Qibao Glaze, and it was actually carrying the remnants of the wind.

"Chen Xin, you have to be careful, dad will only show you this move once."

"There are seventeen strings in a cup, half a lifetime of wind and rain, all returned to one sword."

"go"

In the sky, Chen Jianjun transformed into multiple afterimages flying back and forth, 17 sword energy criss-crossing, and finally returned to one place.

"Holy crap, it turns out that this move can be advanced. After all, Sword Douluo is too weak. If Chen Jianjun had this kind of understanding in the original work, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage when fighting Tang San."

The famous scene in Douluo's original work was staged. When he saw it with his own eyes, Luo Feng was also very surprised by the gap between the two.

Sure enough, old age is still the best, and fathers always have some special skills behind closed doors.

"Boom"

There was another explosion in the sky, and the iron rod across the sky was directly shattered.

The sword pointed directly at Qianjun Douluo's neck, and it was too late to release the soul ring that had bloomed.

"Qianjun, you lost!"

On the other side, Demon-Conquering Douluo's armor had been completely shattered, and the martial soul dissolved in the semi-sacred weapon was also shaken away by the sword energy.

After more than ten rounds, he was completely shattered, and Chen Xun's sword energy also crossed the top of his head.

After all, it was the two men with swords who defeated the one with clubs.

"The return of the two ancestors is really a blessing to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. We don't have to be afraid of the Spirit Hall in the future."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the scene in front of her, and the excitement in her heart was hard to express in words.

"Haha, I really didn't expect to see the scene of the Wuhun Temple eating turtles here, and there were two people worshiping it. This scene makes people happy. Now let's see how arrogant you are."

Poison Douluo has never avoided Wuhun Palace in his whole life. Because of his level, he has been bullied by Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. He holds a grudge in his heart, but he doesn't dare to take advantage of Wuhun Palace.
Now the two swordsmen were attacking at the same time, and the worshipers of Wuhun Hall suffered a great loss. This scene was not to mention very exciting.

As for Luo Feng, who is a melon-eater, his heart is naturally on the side of his own people.

"Well, a swordsman is a swordsman. Even if he fails to regain his peak strength, two fire sticks cannot touch each other."

(End of this chapter)