Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

Chapter 99 Qian Renxue’s trump card?

Du Wangchen looked at the group of people kneeling on the ground with a look of shock on his face.

Because he holds a high position, he is basically aware of the affairs that the ministers below him are responsible for.

Now, after taking a quick glance at it, what shocked him the most was.

This one-third of the people actually include the elites from various positions in the Tiandou Empire.

In other words, as long as Qian Renxue has this group of people, even if he kills all the rest, it will not affect the operation of the empire at all.

At most, everyone's hands will be a little busy. These can be filled by promoting people afterwards.

Doesn't this mean...

Thinking of this, Du Wangchen took a deep breath, raised his head again with a solemn face, and looked at the girl in front of him who was smiling but not smiling.

This time, there was no contempt in his eyes.

He really couldn't imagine that Qian Renxue could actually do this!

Besides, this was a plan that started fifteen years ago!

It is terrible for a person to endure and lurk in the enemy's country for fifteen years.

But what's even more frightening is that Qian Renxue looks like she's only twenty years old.

So fifteen years ago, how old was the girl in front of me?

Five years old? Still ten years old?

Can such a huge and thoughtful layout really be taken care of by a child who is not as good as Dou Kao?

terror!

Horror!

"Huh...is this the game of chess you spent fifteen years playing?"

The shock in Du Wangchen's heart could not go away for a long time, so he had to take a deep breath again and force himself to calm down.

"Little girl, I admire you. To be honest, your methods put me to shame!"

"However, if you just want to win over our Tiandou Empire with these people, I'm afraid... you're still a long way off!"

Speaking of this, Du Wangchen's pupils suddenly flashed with sharp light, and he shouted suddenly.

"Shadow Guard!"

With an order, a hundred and one black figures fell from the sky in an instant.

At the same time as it landed, rounds of brilliant soul rings emerged.

Among the hundred people, the leader was a powerful person at the level of the Eight-Hand Soul Douluo.

Among the rest, there are six seven-ring soul saints! Fourteen six-ring soul emperors!

The number of people was small, but it was enough to shock everyone present.

It should be because among these more than a hundred people, not one person has a cultivation level lower than that of a fourth-ringed soul master!

This little bit of background might not be considered a big deal among those big clans.

But if you look at the Tiandou Empire, which originally valued literature over martial arts and had few Contras in total.

This is undoubtedly a secret weapon capable of causing terrifying effects.

Qian Renxue was actually right when she said it before. He has indeed always had an ambition that would not be tolerated by others.

And this trump card is the biggest support for his plan.

"Haha, now we have three Contras here."

"Unless you have the cultivation level of a Titled Douluo, your plan today may be completely in vain."

"But at your current age, I'm afraid that no matter how talented you are, you're still no more than a Soul Emperor."

As he said that, the eight soul rings behind Du Wangchen gradually hung up.

His martial spirit is rather unique, it is a brush dipped in thick ink.

As for Wuhun's ability, Qian Renxue almost never saw him use it.

From what I heard, I only knew that it was an all-around martial spirit that could attack and defend.

Neither Qin Shiyuan nor Qian Renxue showed any surprise at the sudden appearance of hundreds of people.

Under the spiritual sharing of Qin Shiyuan's millions of years of soul bone skills, no clues inside or outside the palace could escape the perception of the two.

These people had already begun to lurk here in advance when the news of Emperor Xueye's death came out last night.

From this, it can be seen that what Du Wangchen wants to do is already obvious.

At this moment, after seeing the one hundred and one black figures appearing out of thin air, a voice suddenly laughed wildly. "Hahaha! Old guy, I didn't expect you to hide this trick!"

"In this way, a few hundred elite soldiers are no longer a problem."

As he said that, Ge Long looked up at the two figures on the high platform, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, why bother talking to them?"

"If you dare to pretend to be the prince, you must be a spy sent by Wuhun Palace!"

"Come together and kill these two!"

Ge Long shouted the last sentence to the military attache camp behind him.

But except for a few close confidants, everyone else had hesitation in their eyes and made no moves, choosing to wait and see what would happen.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowards!"

As soon as his disdainful words fell, eight soul rings quickly rose from behind him.

"Martial spirit's true form: Yaju!"

I saw a dragon-like phantom wrapping Ge Long inside and gradually turning into a physical entity.

Then, the evil dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the powerful soul power fluctuations roared out instantly, shaking the entire hall.

"The eighth soul skill, Wrath of Yazhen!"

The dragon's armor was instantly illuminated by a deep cold light, its limbs suddenly exerted force, and it rushed straight to Qian Renxue on the high platform to kill him.

"Reckless man!"

Du Wangchen cursed disdainfully, but had no intention of stopping Ge Long.

Now that the situation of the other party is unclear, we really need someone to test it out.

Besides, not to mention that this is not from his group, he is naturally happy to see it happen.

In Du Wangchen's opinion, Qian Renxue was definitely not a stupid person if he could endure it for fifteen years and set up such a big game.

At this critical moment, I will never do anything I am not sure of. Thinking about it, I must have some trump cards.

Facing the attack of the Eight Ring Soul Douluo again, this time the pressure was much less than that of Yang Wudi before.

Qian Renxue's face was calm, and she didn't move slowly until the huge dragon claw was several meters in front of her.

I saw three pairs of wings emitting divine light appearing instantly.

At the same time, the sacred sword in his hand was lifted up and slashed towards the shadow covering his head.

"Seven rings!"

Du Wangchen, who was far away, saw this scene, his expression condensed, and he was suddenly shocked.

Soul Saint, who is in his early twenties, is already the top genius on the mainland.

But not only had he never heard of this person, but he had also never heard of this seemingly extraordinary martial spirit.

"Where did this guy come from?"

Du Wangchen was secretly wary, but Ge Long, who was fighting Qian Renxue on the other side, was already full of disbelief.

Eight rings against seven rings, it should have been an overwhelming killing, but in the brief collision just now.

Qian Renxue's random sword strike blocked all of his prepared blows.

It was as if the level of realm was reversed between the two of them.

"Can the Soul Saint realm compete with Soul Douluo? It seems that this is an incredible martial spirit."

"But based on these alone, determination is not her real trump card, and..."

Du Wangchen didn't know what he was thinking about, and his eyes glanced back and forth in the hall.

Finally, his pupils suddenly shrank and fell on the figure beside Qian Renxue that for some reason, no one noticed...

"It's him!"

(End of this chapter)