I'm calling Douluo, and you want me to look at the door?

The power is incompatible with fire and water, and it explodes like a bomb.

The aura of the second elder of the Haotian Sect was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only was he seriously injured, but his soul power was also reduced to the ninetieth level.

The ninth soul ring also became dim, with cracks like spider webs all over it, as if it would break in the next moment.

"My strength, my strength..."

The appearance of the second elder Haotian, who looked like a madman, frightened the other strong men, and they all quickly used their soul power to try to expel this power.

But they soon discovered to their despair that all this was in vain.

Because they had accepted Fu Xiqin's gift before, they could no longer refuse the power in the future, unless they could refine the soul power given by Fu Xiqin at an extremely fast speed during these times.

But basically impossible.

If their talents were really that powerful, they would have already reached level 99, and it would not be impossible for them to be gods.

Only one person hidden in the darkness was leisurely and contented, murmuring to himself: "There is never any gift without reason in the world. I have known this for a long time."

So he did not accept Fu Xiqin.

However, he knew that it was impossible to force Ai Kun Academy to hand over the method of awakening the second martial spirit.

The gap in strength is too great.

But never give up until the last moment. If you can't find a solution, then die here.

On the other hand, the soul masters in front of Ai Kun City were all gloating about the misfortune.

You deserve it for attacking us.

Under Lu Chengfeng's deliberate control, the violent piano music did not affect his own people.

A moment later, half of the sect alliance's army had been destroyed. Every one of them was listless, their strength had dropped drastically, and there was panic in their eyes.

This kind of power is really terrible.

Just the simple sound of the piano can play with other people's strength. If you want to go down, you can go down, and if you want to go up, you can go up.

In this single battle, their years or even more than ten years of training could basically be said to be in vain.

There was no fighting spirit in his heart at all.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

For example, the second elder of Haotian Sect.

After experiencing the rapid improvement of his strength, he fell in love with that feeling the day after tomorrow, but before he could feel too happy, the sudden drop in strength in the next moment made him fall into hell.

His eyes turned scarlet and he stared at Lu Chengfeng who had stopped playing on the tower.

"Damn monster, give me back my cultivation with my life!"

"act recklessly."

The others did not take action, Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and an ancient long sword appeared in his hand.

Both sides of this sword are engraved with vegetation, mountains and rivers, full of fierce momentum.

It was Sword Douluo's second martial spirit, Xuanyuan Sword.

Of course, it is Xuanyuan Sword and not that Xuanyuan Sword.

This sword has none of the sanctity of the original Xuanyuan Sword. Instead, it inherits all the sharpness and is completely a killing sword.

This may be a truly powerful weapon that plays different roles in the hands of different people.

"The first soul skill, Holy Sword!"

The first 1-year-old soul ring flickered gently, revealing a sharp red light.

The next moment, the sword intent condensed from the body and danced wildly around it. It seemed chaotic, but in fact, it blended with each other and was completely orderly.

"Go away!"

The target of the second elder Haotian was not Sword Douluo. He waved the Haotian Hammer in his hand and smashed it down, dancing like a tiger with awe.

But the flying sword passed by.

It directly penetrated the body of the second elder Haotian, and the sword intent raged in the body, directly smashing the inside of the body to pieces, and there was no sign of life.

"act recklessly,"

Sword Douluo snorted coldly.

He was already stronger than the second elder, and with Qinyin's blessing, he had already reached level 98.

The second elder's strength was reduced due to the violent music, and he was no match for Sword Douluo.

No, just cut off his head with a sword. "Who can stand with me?"

After wiping away the blood from the Xuanyuan Sword, Sword Douluo looked at the numerous soul masters in front of him with indifferent eyes.

Although he was outnumbered, there was still no fear in his eyes, just like looking at a swarm of ants.

Contempt.

"Crash."

The army retreated and could not maintain the original order. You stepped on me and I stepped on you. You flew and I dug into the ground.

Anyway, it’s the power of trying your best.

No matter how Yu Yuanzhen and the various sect leaders tried to save him, it was of no use.

They had long since lost the intention to continue fighting.

Yu Yuanzhen felt bitter in his heart.

what is this?
How high-spirited he was when he came, and how embarrassed he was when he left.

None of the many elders of Ai Kun Academy took action at all. They simply played a zither and completely routed the army of soul masters.

Alas, it's all the fault of greed.

The traitor from the Spirit Clan appeared next to Yu Yuanzhen and looked up at the city tower.

Lu Chengfeng noticed something and turned around and smiled.

The traitor from the Spirit Tribe said to Yu Yuanzhen: "Gather the defeated army and set up camp outside Aikun City. After resting tomorrow, we can launch another attack."

Yu Yuanzhen smiled bitterly: "We can't win."

The Eldar traitor looked at him: "You know, I have to do this. I will continue tomorrow. I will board the Aikun City alone to challenge."

Yu Yuanzhen could only nod helplessly.

"Master, are you going to let them go like this?" Shi Hao asked.

"No, they will come again."

Lu Chengfeng shook his head, stretched out, and felt bored: "Thanks to my hard work for so long, the result is just a silver gun with a wax head, which is not useful."

"gone."

Xue Ji and Huo Ji looked at each other and followed quickly.

They want to fight Lu Chengfeng and taste the power of the world's first gun.

……

On the tower of Ai Kun City, although Lu Chengfeng had left, many soul masters still needed to be on guard.

Although the sect coalition no longer poses a threat, they must defend themselves.

If you really do this, you will definitely be a hopeless fool.

Therefore, someone is still left in Ai Kun City and cannot enter or exit.

"why?"

Yu Xiaogang knelt on the ground, his eyes scarlet.

When he learned that the sect alliance had arrived, he was overjoyed and thought that it was time for revenge, but he couldn't get out.

At this moment, the melodious sound of the piano came out, and Yu Xiaogang made a breakthrough.

Without him, the barrier that had hindered him for decades, he succeeded in becoming a level 30 soul master. He was so excited that he almost went crazy.

Jump and jump.

"Lu Chengfeng thought you were wise enough to use this method to win over me, but even so you have to pay the price for your previous actions. If you don't give me the Ai Kun Retribution Society, I will never forgive you."

Then he became extremely happy and sad, and his strength dropped extremely quickly, becoming a ninth-level soul warrior.

Not even a soul master anymore.

The sect alliance was directly defeated at this time, and despair spread in the heart.

Especially when seeing the surrounding soul masters immersed in the joy of breakthrough, it felt extremely dazzling.

"You guys all die!"

Yu Xiaogang roared angrily, picked up a kitchen knife and was about to kill someone. The next moment, he was hugged by the muscular man who was his savior and dragged into the tavern to drink with him to soothe his sorrows. (End of chapter)