"Old swordsman, is this junior Qian Linghan really so strong?"

Bone Douluo still didn't believe it, Qian Linghan's cultivation was only level 93, which was three levels worse than Sword Douluo, you must know that after level 95, Title Douluo would undergo qualitative changes every time he broke through one level, and after that, even if it was a hundred thousand years of soul ring blessing combat power, it would be difficult to make up for it. He didn't know that Ning Fengzhi didn't assist Sword Douluo, so he thought that the third-level cultivation was two hundred thousand year soul rings, and Ning Fengzhi was one more than one hundred thousand year soul ring, and the gap shouldn't be so big.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Bone Prison."

"One is strength, and the other is speed."

Two rays of colorful light fell on Bone Douluo's body, Bone Douluo relied on his strong defense and planned to test it, the fourth soul ring under his feet lit up, and the ground around him instantly cracked, and countless spiky skeletons, like a prison cage, grew rapidly, and stabbed towards Qian Linghan's body.

"I'm not in the mood to continue playing with you, Fallen Angel True Body."

"Fallen Angel Realm."

The seventh soul ring under Qian Linghan's feet lit up, and a dark red realm instantly erupted to envelop the three of Sword Bone Ning, and the Fallen Angel Domain instantly shattered Sword Douluo's Seven Killing Domain, and the furious murderous aura turned into a sharp blade that crushed all the bone spurs that attacked around him.

The soul technique was easily torn apart by the domain, feeling the extremely terrifying domain suppression, as well as the martial soul suppression of the martial soul of the originator of the dark system, Bone Douluo really understood the terrifying nature of Qian Ling Han at this time.

"Ahh

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

Sword Bone Douluo exclaimed at the same time, looking in the direction where Ning Fengzhi was, but unfortunately, with their strength, all they could see was the blood-colored darkness, and even the spiritual power was pressed back by the realm, and the light and auxiliary abilities of the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda could not penetrate the realm to help the two of them.

Qian Ling Han suddenly appeared in front of Sword Bone Douluo, looking down at the two of them like a high king, and said indifferently: "In the realm, I am the master, and an auxiliary soul master who is pampered and has no combat power dares to step into my realm, and the invisible blade turned into murderous aura will make him feel the pain of ten thousand needles piercing his body."

"Without Ning Fengzhi's assistance, I want to see how the two of you can jump."

"Old swordsman, we have to break through this realm quickly, Feng Zhi is only an auxiliary soul master, he has no combat power, he will be in danger if he stays in this realm for a long time!" Bone Douluo roared angrily, his hands were folded, the seventh soul ring under his feet lit up, and then the ninth soul ring light lit up, and countless black bones appeared around his body, and the bones were all pieced together.

"Seventh Soul Technique, Bone Dragon True Body!"

"The bone dragon goes out to sea, soars into the sky, runs through the clouds, and shakes the clouds."

"Ninth Soul Skill, Ossified Divine Dragon, Reload!"

As soon as Bone Douluo's arms were closed, countless bones appeared under his feet, the bones compressed, changed, and formed, and finally turned into a giant bone dragon five meters high and ten meters long, the bone dragon was trampled under his feet, and his whole body exuded deep black soul power.

The bone dragon roared with its wings and rushed towards Qianrenhan.

"I'm like a sword!"

"A thirteen strings in the cup, half a life of wind and rain, all to a sword!"

Sword Douluo's whole body was filled with incomparably pure black sword intent, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand swung rapidly, slashing out thirteen incomparably pure black sword qi at Qian Ling Han in a row.

"Sword Douluo, your sword intent is just a fledgling, it seems that you have lived comfortably in the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect all these years, bullying Bone Douluo has polished the sword heart of the sword cultivator to challenge the strong, you really disgrace your father and grandfather."

Dust Sword Monarch level 97 challenges level 99 thousand streams.

Dusty Xun level 98 challenges level 99 Tang Chen.

Dusty Heart level 96 and level 95 Gu Rong.

Qian Ling Han wielded the Dark Demon Sword, the pure killing sword intent converged, and the Dark Holy Sword even turned blood-red under this pure killing intent, a blood-red sword qi slashed out, and the thirteen sword qi slashed out by Sword Douluo were all cut off, and the terrifying sword qi slashed towards Sword Douluo.

Under normal circumstances, a soul master would either defend or dodge in the face of such an attack, but Sword Douluo, as a sword idiot, was not a normal person at all, he stood still as if he had become a bamboo stick, looking at the blood-red sword qi that was about to slash his body with sword intent, his eyes were full of obsession, this is the way of the sword!

"Old swordsman!"

Bone Douluo immediately blocked in front of Sword Douluo to resist this blow for him.

"Bang!" With a sound, a quarter of the body of Bone Douluo's bone dragon was almost split by a sword, and bone fragments flew one after another, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he was deeply injured.

Bone Douluo's martial soul is a bone dragon, this bone dragon is the true state of the martial soul, and it is transformed with the blessing of the ninth soul skill, so the defense will be so strong, but if the entire bone dragon is split by a sword, it is equivalent to the destruction of the martial soul, and the result of Bone Douluo is eighty percent death.

Bone Douluo spurted blood from his mouth and roared at Sword Douluo: "Old Sword Man, are you crazy, this is a battle!"

Hearing this, Sword Douluo finally reacted, his mind was full of intoxication, if the Fallen Angel Realm hadn't been absorbing his soul power, he was meditating now, as long as there was enough time, maybe he would be able to break through the 97-level bottleneck that had been stuck in him, but would Qian Linghan give him this opportunity?

"Second Soul Technique, Angel Blood Pupil."

The second soul ring under Qian Linghan's feet lit up, his eyes lit up with blood-red light, and he looked at Bone Douluo, Bone Douluo's face instantly froze, and his consciousness came to another space, where he was just a small black bone dragon, and in front of him was a huge fallen angel whose size was a hundred times his size, his whole body was pitch black, and his back was ten wings.

The Fallen Angel Martial Soul can easily manipulate the fallen people in the Killing Capital, because their hearts are full of evil thoughts, and they can hardly be called human, but the evil thoughts in Bone Douluo's heart are not enough, and Qian Ling Han can't manipulate them, so he can only use soul skills to awaken the Bone Douluo Bone Dragon Martial Soul, and the Evil Martial Soul surrenders to the Evil Ancestor-level Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

Of course, this also needs to be within the strength gap, because the Angel Blood Pupil is a soul skill that consumes spiritual power, if Bone Douluo's cultivation is too high, and his spiritual power is too huge, Qian Ling Han will only consume spiritual power in vain.

Qian Ling said indifferently: "Kneel."

As soon as the words fell, Bone Douluo put away his martial soul, his face was sluggish, and he let the sword marks that kept flowing blood from his chest, and honestly knelt on the ground.

"Old bones, what's wrong with you, old bones!" Sword Douluo came to Bone Douluo's side and pushed Bone Douluo.

Sword Douluo looked at Bone Douluo's sluggish face and roared angrily, "Qianrenhan, what did you do to the old bones!"

"Let him worship his ancestors." Qianrenhan said that it was naturally the fallen angel behind him.

Hearing this, Sword Douluo scolded, "Nonsense! ”

Qian Ling Han didn't explain, but the corners of his mouth hooked up and said, "Sword Douluo Chenxin, you should know how important Jian Xin is to a sword cultivator, right?"

"What do you want to do?" Sword Douluo's brows furrowed, the sword heart is equivalent to the second life of a sword cultivator, if the sword heart is broken, the cultivation will never be able to progress, and even the combat power may plummet.

Qian Ling Han said lightly: "I'll let you see the real sword way, and don't ask for your sword heart as a price."

(End of chapter)