Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 38: There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will sail across the sea.

"Old Zhao, please step back first. This kid is a bit weird."

Flanders also noticed something was wrong, so he quickly called out to Zhao Wuji to evacuate.

But Zhao Wuji was famous for his bad temper, and he was ridiculed by Li Qiu, so there was no reason left in his mind.

So even if it is Flanders' order, he will not obey it now.

I saw the veins in Zhao Wuji's arms bulging, his eyes scarlet, walking step by step towards Li Qiu in front of him.

His speed was very slow, as if he wanted to step on Li Qiu with every step.

But Li Qiu is not too scared. If Flanders comes along, he will have to put in some effort.

But just one Zao Wu-Ki really may not be able to do anything to him.

"Click..."

The Green Lotus Sword dragged on the ground, making bursts of oozing sounds.

In this situation, not only Zhao Wuji himself was confused, but even the spectators on the side opened their mouths slightly.

"Is this his strength, but he looks a few years older than me." Tang San murmured to himself.

"It turns out that what he said is true." Zhu Zhuqing no longer cared about Li Qiu's "wild words" just now.

Because that's not arrogance, it's clearly a well-intentioned warning.

If she really overestimated her capabilities and attacked Li Qiu, I'm afraid she would have become a corpse by now.

But the problem is, Li Qiu looks about the same age as Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai is now a thirty-seventh level soul master and is already an extremely talented person, so Li Qiu is even stronger...

evildoer! Absolute monster!

This is not a human being at all!
Li Qiu: "..."

"..."

"Boy, I saw that you were young just now, so I showed mercy to you and gave you two moves. But now you dare to speak arrogantly. Our old Zhao won't let you do that anymore."

The VIP room was very large and spacious, Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice as he walked forward.

At the same time, the fluctuations in his soul power became more and more terrifying, far exceeding that of the Soul King and Soul Emperor!
He used his Soul Saint strength!
Using Soul Saint's strength against a child would make a large number of people laugh to death!
But Zhao Wuji no longer cared about much. He only knew that he had to find this place, otherwise he would never be able to survive in the future.

But looking at Li Qiu, he seemed to be frightened. He just stood there with his sword behind his back, motionless as a mountain.

It wasn't until Zhao Wuji was about ten meters away from him that he finally made some moves.

"There will be times when strong winds break through the waves, and you can hang your sails directly across the sea."

"Five of Swords - Canghai!"

As soon as the Green Lotus Sword danced, Li Qiu's body burst out with a huge force!

Although it is not as rich as Zhao Wuji, it is far beyond the scope of the Soul King.

He shouted violently, and the long sword in his hand suddenly thrust out. In an instant, it turned into countless afterimages and enveloped Zhao Wuji!

The power of this sword is terrifying!
Even the group of people watching the excitement showed expressions of horror.

Especially Flanders, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

"No! Old Zhao! This kid probably used some secret technique. This sword cannot be taken!"

As for the secret method, it is actually not a secret in Douluo Continent.

For example, the Haotian Sect has it, and Sword Douluo Chenxin also has it. Basically, forces with deep foundations will inherit secret techniques.

In Flanders' view, Li Qiu's own level is not higher than that of Zhao Wuji. The reason why he is so powerful is precisely because of this secret method.

Looking at the power of this sword, Flanders felt that he couldn't catch it anyway. Even if he could catch it, it wouldn't be any better. "Stop raising other people's ambitions, look at our old Zhao's powerful Vajra Palm!"

"Roar!"

After a loud noise, Zhao Wuji immediately flew backwards, hit the wall and fell hard to the ground.

"How could it be possible, how could it be...ahem!"

Li Qiu was finally hit and took two steps back, but that was all.

He raised his sword and pointed at Zhao Wuji who was not far away, his eyes full of indifference: "How many more swords can you take from me?"

"Cough, cough..." Zhao Wuji coughed out two mouthfuls of blood.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!
Zhao Wuji didn't even have time to possess the martial soul's true body, so he was defeated!

Is this really just a teenage boy? Why does Zhao Wuji feel that this is an old monster with a childish face?

"Are you from Wuhun Palace?!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been pretending to be dead, finally spoke, and he looked at Li Qiu excitedly.

That's right, if he wasn't from the Wuhun Palace, he wouldn't have such a terrifying secret skill.

As far as the lower four sects are concerned, it is impossible to have such a secret skill. If it existed, it would not be content to live among the lower four sects.

"Guess." Li Qiu still raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, looking so simple and unpretentious.

The corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched, and he suddenly remembered something.

"About eight or nine years ago, I heard something. Pope Bibi Dong canonized his adopted son as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Outsiders did not know the name of the Holy Son. He only knew that his surname was Li. Outsiders also did not know this person. How is Shengzi Li’s cultivation talent, but since the Pope values ​​him, his talent must be top-notch.”

Hearing Yu Xiaogang expose his old background, Li Qiu was not angry, but smiled at him and continued to listen to him.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at everyone with ugly faces and swallowed his own saliva.

"Now eighty-nine years have passed, and Shengzi Li is about fifteen or sixteen years old. If he wants to leave Wuhun City to go out for training, he must have at least one titled Douluo to protect him, right?"

Li Qiu nodded, "Probably so."

"I heard Mu Bai talk about the guardian beside you. At first, I guessed that he was at most a Soul Saint, but now..." Yu Xiaogang's legs began to wobble, but he could only bite the bullet and continue:
"If I guessed correctly, he should be one of the elders of the Elder Hall, right?"

"Interesting, keep guessing."

"If I guess correctly, he should be one of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, right?"

This time it was Li Qiu's turn to be curious. He was not surprised and didn't mind that Yu Xiaogang could guess his identity.

He is about to return to Wuhun Palace, and there is no need to continue to hide his identity.

What he was curious about was how Yu Xiaogang learned that the guardian was a ghost. Isn't this too accurate?

"How did you find out?"

Yu Xiaogang paused, "I spent some time in Wuhun Hall many years ago, and I met Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. I remember their auras."

This is why Yu Xiaogang didn't speak much after he came in. He was probably lost in memories.

To be precise, he was driven out of Wuhun City by the mixed doubles of Gui Mei and Yue Guan, so the aura of these two people will never be forgotten by Yu Xiaogang in his life.

"Interesting, very interesting." Li Qiu smiled slightly.

"You have such talent and strength at your age, as well as powerful martial arts secret skills... If you are not prepared to refute what I said above, then you have admitted your identity, right, Li Shengzi?"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang said this, everyone present took a breath.

It turns out that this person is really from Wuhun Palace, and... he is also the Holy Son!
That was the future heir to the Pope. No wonder Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong couldn't investigate Li Qiu's information!

(End of this chapter)