The Seven Treasure Liuli Sect naturally has a special martial arts arena, and the disciples of the sect want to increase their combat experience through actual combat training, and they do not need to go to the fighting soul arena specifically, they only need to apply in the sect.

And Ning Fengzhi seemed to be intent on changing his strategy and befriending the Martial Spirit Palace, so that the disciples of the entire Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect would get to know Si Ren, the Holy Son, and let Si Ren rest for a day first, recuperate and fight again.

Si Ren knew that Ning Fengzhi had a lot to say to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, and he also had to tell the disciples of the sect to live in a good way.

"Fengzhi, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing with that holy son?" As soon as Ning Fengzhi settled Si Ren down, Sword Douluo couldn't wait to speak.

Of course, he didn't think that Ning Fengzhi would be bought by a thousand-year-old soul bone, he only felt that he had been deceived.

"Uncle Jian, our Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect is only afraid that we are going to move closer to the Martial Spirit Palace." Ning Fengzhi sighed:

"I always talk about the upper three sects on weekdays, but the Haotian Sect can't come out of the mountain, the lower four sects and the Wuhun Hall are warm and ambiguous, and now that the artificial soul ring comes out, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family is afraid that they can't sit still."

"......" Sword Douluo didn't speak, his father died at the hands of the Great Worship Qiandaoliu of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Although his skills are not as good as others, he admits it, but after all, he is the revenge of killing his father.

"Moreover, the Martial Spirit Hall is not monolithic, the Pope and the House of Elders are not of the same mind, Bibi Dong wants to control every Title Douluo, but with Qiandaoliu as the leader, there are still some who don't pay attention to her." Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth and persuaded:

"Obviously, the Holy Son is a person of the Pope's lineage, and he is not in the same vein as the House of Elders."

Sword Douluo's frowning brows loosened a little, and he sighed, "In other words, the Holy Son was really assassinated?" ”

"Not really." Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "I'm more inclined to, he wants to tell us that we can cooperate before Qiandaoliu is brought down." ”

Sword Douluo thought about it, touched his chin and said, "He's only six years old, right?" ”

"Yes! That's why I really want to kill him! Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely shocking.

But Sword Douluo also knew that this was impossible, the Martial Spirit Hall really had the strength to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect.

"Although my grandson is not a weapon, he is also twelve years older than the Holy Son, and he just absorbed the third soul ring not long ago...... Do you need me to ask him to do it? Sword Douluo hesitated.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "Didn't that Contra Douluo say that the Holy Son can kill the thousand-year-old Crypt Demon Spider, if it is true, then the Holy Son should be the opponent that Chenli needs to go all out to defeat." ”

Sword Douluo didn't speak, he was very skeptical that his grandson would be able to defeat the Millennium Crypt Demon Spider......

The day passed quickly, and Si Ren came to the martial arts arena full of spirit.

The "stage" is very large, it is a circle with a radius of fifty meters, and there are not many spectators around, but there are hundreds of people scattered around, led by Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Gu You.

Bone Douluo acted as a referee - originally Ning Fengzhi planned to let Gu You act as a referee, but Gu You refused on the grounds that "there is a gambling contract with Ning Fengzhi and he needs to avoid suspicion".

Si Ren and Chen stood fifty meters apart, both of them at some distance from the center and edge of the "stage".

"Dust is away, the Martial Soul Seven Killing Sword, the thirty-first level Powerful Attack System Battle Soul Venerable!"

"Si Ren, Martial Soul Death Spider Emperor, Eighteenth-level Powerful Attack Department Battle Soul Master."

After the two sides introduced themselves, Bone Douluo didn't care about the exclamations of many viewers one after another, he only felt that Chenli couldn't please him whether he won or lost, and opened his mouth and said: "Admit defeat, drop your feet on the sidelines and directly judge the loss, point to the end, start!" ”

"I have an objection!" As soon as Bone Douluo's words fell, Si Ren immediately spoke: "My first soul skill is called Immortal Body, as the name suggests, I will never die until my soul power is exhausted, and you can cut at my vital point!" ”

Bone Douluo was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately looked at Ning Fengzhi, and after he nodded, he said in a deep voice:

"Admitting defeat and losing off the field, in addition, there are no taboos, with me as the referee, you don't have to worry about getting too heavy."

Hearing this, Si Ren showed a satisfied smile, and the harmless aura of humans and animals that had been disguised for a day instantly became wanton and arrogant, full of piercing killing intent.

"Assert ......"

The signature laughter of the villain of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds sounded from Si Ren's throat, and the martial soul completed its possession in an instant, the purple-black armor was extremely hideous, and a purple soul ring emerged, adding two more ferocious aura to Si Ren.

Everyone was surprised by this thousand-year-old first soul ring, and the people who had absorbed the thousand-year-old soul ring and understood the hardships of it reacted even more slowly, and faintly, they even felt that Si Ren's first soul was stronger than his third soul ring.

It wasn't until Si Ren crossed a distance of more than ten meters that Chen Li hurriedly summoned the martial soul, the three soul rings of two yellow and one purple flickered, and the sword blade pointed directly at Si Ren.

Off the field, Sword Douluo frowned, wanted to look away, but couldn't take his eyes off, and sighed: "Chenli is going to be defeated, the momentum has been suppressed, not to mention, and he is still afraid, the Seven Kills Sword Technique can't be used, and the pace and breathing are all messed up!" ”

"Even if the Holy Son has an immortal body, every inch is long and one inch is stronger, and the dust can completely keep a distance, constantly consume the opponent's soul power, and accumulate advantages!"

Ning Fengzhi didn't care about winning or losing this battle, he just looked sideways at Gu You and said, "I didn't expect that there was an 'immortal body' soul technique under the Pope's crown, which is really enviable." ”

Gu Youquan didn't hear it, so he changed the topic and said: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son won by poison, and poisoned that thousand-year-old crypt demon spider to death, it is better to be cautious in the dust, otherwise even if he is rubbed by His Royal Highness the Holy Son, it is not optimistic." ”

"After all, as long as you are poisoned, you will have to endure the invasion until the results come out."

While several people were talking, the results on the field had already appeared, and they saw that the dust was unbearable, the first and third soul rings lit up, and a wide sword blade slashed down at Si Ren's head.

Si Renluo turned on one side, allowing his left shoulder to be split, and his offensive did not decrease at all, but took advantage of the excessive consumption of Chenli, and the old force had just gone to the new force, and the spike in his right hand drew an arc, breaking through Chenli's protective soul power and piercing his thigh.

That's right, it's the thighs, compared to the adult Chenli, Si Ren is too short, and it is very difficult to attack the heights.

Chen Li only felt as if his thigh was nailed, and a strong pain came out, but he couldn't retreat, so he had to reluctantly lift his soul power, and wanted to cut off Si Ren's right arm with a sword.

However, in a hurry, Chenli did not do this, and the incomparably sharp Seven Killing Sword was only cut in half, and it was stuck in Si Ren's flesh.

At this time, Si Ren's left arm had been raised, as if it had not been broken just now, and it had not received any impact, and the spikes were on Chenli's chest, as long as Si Ren wanted to, he could directly pierce his heart.

Chenli was in a trance for a while, wanting to say something, but he lost his strength again, the Seven Killing Sword turned into points of light and dispersed, and his figure staggered: "It's me who lost......"

"Boom!" Si Ren laughed arrogantly, the spike in his right hand was pulled out from Chenli's thigh, and he pointed at Sword Douluo obliquely and said, "I'm really right for you, your descendants are just overwhelmed!" ”