Chapter 129 Sword Douluo was shattered into pieces and Oscar became a slave

In the center of the battlefield, Qian Renhan exerted his strength, and the dark magic sword was shrouded in blood-red murderous aura.

"Sword Douluo, it's time to end."

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking continued to sound. The bloody Seven Kills Sword that Sword Douluo and the Seven Kills Sword were fused with. At the tip of the sword that was fighting against Qian Renhan, cracks appeared one after another and spread towards the entire Seven Kills Sword. The cracks in the Seven Kills Sword were Everywhere, drop after drop of blood flowed out.

Chen Xin and the human sword merge into one, and his body blends into the sword. The Seven Killing Sword is his body. If the Seven Killing Sword is broken and cracks appear, it represents him.

Qian Renhan's dark magic sword transformed from his soul skill couldn't compete with Sword Douluo's Seven Kills Sword in terms of hardness, but his sword intent was superior to Sword Douluo's.

The cracks in the Seven Kills Sword are still expanding. Although Chen Xin in the sword is full of cracks, his expression is extremely calm. He is thinking about how to defeat Qian Renhan and fight for a glimmer of life for Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.

Sword Douluo looked at the five pairs of wings behind Qian Renhan and suddenly remembered that Qian Renhan's martial spirit was an angel, not a sword. The sword in his hand was actually made of soul power. He was no match for Qian Renhan in swordsmanship. , but his Seven Killing Sword grade will never be defeated by a long sword with a ten thousand year soul ring.

This is what is called playing games. No one is better in technique (kendo), but the equipment (sword) is better than the opponent.

The cracks in the Seven Kills Sword continued to expand and were about to spread to the whole body. Just when everyone in Wuhun Hall thought Qian Renhan was going to win, there was a friction sound from the soles of Qian Renhan's feet. He was retreating, and the sword in his hand also sounded. Clicking sound.

"This guy." Qian Renhan frowned slightly. The cracks in the dark magic sword in his hand were expanding. Sword Douluo actually used brute force, trying to win by relying on the equipment gap.

"It's a pity that if my sword is used again, your Seven Killing Sword won't last long."

"That's enough, as long as there is a chance."

Sword Douluo pushed Qian Renhan with all his strength. At the heel of Qian Renhan's foot, where the two of them had destroyed the ground with their sword energy, there was a gap at the height of the heel. As soon as Qian Renhan's right foot slipped into it, the tip of the sword was in a straight line. The collision was broken instantly.

"Right now!"

The body of the Seven Kills Sword, which was full of cracks, brushed against the Dark Demonic Sword and reached Qian Renhan's throat.

"elder brother!"

"His Majesty the Pope!"

"Grandpa Jian, kill him!"

A forest-white light beam rushed out, and everyone in front of the Pope's Palace was stunned.

The scene returned, with two-thirds of the dark wings falling on the ground. Behind Qian Renhan, there were originally five pairs of neat and symmetrical dark wings. Most of the wings in the first row on the right were broken, and most of these wings were Qian Renhan's. Ren Han moved his neck to avoid the Seven Kills Sword, which rushed out from its original route and pierced his wings.

"Twice, rubbish soul skills will destroy you sooner or later." Qian Renhan casually threw away the dark magic sword full of cracks, and a layer of ice condensed on his originally plain face.

"Failed."

A trace of despair appeared on Sword Douluo's face. He thought that he would try his best to burn his life to kill Qian Renhan, who had no use for his martial spirit avatar and his hundred thousand year soul skills, and take away Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong. However, in the end, It just broke one of Qian Renhan's wings.

"Sword Douluo Chenxin, I will respect you."

Qian Renhan retracted the nine soul rings at his feet and the wings on his back, and two brand new hundred thousand year soul rings appeared under his feet. Blood-red light surged from his left hand, and the dark cloud-covered sky suddenly turned blood-red.

Under the gaze of everyone with wide-eyed pupils, a blood sword martial soul surrounded by two hundred thousand year soul rings, about three feet long, covered with blood, and filled with piercing murderous aura appeared in Qian Renhan. In his hand, the second martial spirit, Shura Sword.

Yu Xiaoan was stunned and said: "Twin martial spirits."

Xiao Wu's eyes burst out with an astonishing look of hatred. The two hundred thousand year soul rings on the Blood Sword Spirit belonged to the Great Ming Dynasty and the Second Ming Dynasty.

"This sword!"

Sword Douluo's body was trembling. He recalled that when his sword heart was destroyed and he entered another world, he saw the death spiral formed by the sword. The appearance of that sword was exactly the same as the one in Qian Renhan's hand.

Qian Renhan didn't say anything nonsense this time. He swung his Shura sword and slashed at Sword Douluo. The pure blood sword energy seemed to cover the entire world, and time seemed to have stopped.

When everyone came to their senses, a pile of crushed blood-red metal blocks appeared on the ground, varying in size. The only complete piece was a sword hilt, and that hilt was the hilt of the Seven Kills Sword.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin, together with the Seven Killing Sword, died without a whole body, and his body was shattered into pieces.

"Uncle Jian!"

"Grandpa Jian!"

This time, Ning Rongrong finally started to move. She knelt down in front of the pile of blood-red metal blocks, and her tears continued to fall like broken pearls.

"Ning Fengzhi, you gave birth to a good daughter." Qian Renhan said lightly. With his eyesight, how could he not see that Ning Rongrong had a deep love for Tang San, so he ignored Ning Fengzhi's words and death. Use your own body to block Tang San.

Even if you don't love me and regard me as a friend, it doesn't matter. I love you and am willing to give my life. If I want to kill you, I will step over my body.

This beautiful love is really touching.

Hahahaha

"Dad, Grandpa Jian is already here." Ning Rongrong choked with tears and looked at Ning Fengzhi who walked over with bloodshot eyes, distorted facial features and extremely messy hair.

Ning Fengzhi curled up his legs, raised his crutch, hit Ning Rongrong hard, and yelled: "It's all you, you idiot, it's you who killed Uncle Jian!"

Ning Fengzhi swung the crutch with both hands and hit Ning Rongrong hard. With one crutch, Ning Rongrong was knocked to the ground while he was kneeling on the ground. The crutch in his hand hit Ning Rongrong mercilessly. Whether it was his thighs or his head, the crazy Ning Fengzhi didn't care so much. He was already overwhelmed by anger. Every time the stick went down, Ning Rongrong's fair skin was bruised.

The crazy Ning Fengzhi is the most handsome, 24K pure handsome!

An epic performance was staged for Wuhundian. When the father saw his daughter being a bitch, he picked up a long crutch.

"Ugh~ah! Dad, don't hit me!"

Ning Rongrong's piercing screams resounded throughout the Pope's Palace Square, making people shudder.

After all, Ning Fengzhi was an auxiliary soul master, and his physical strength was not very good. He had been crushed by Qian Renhan's soul just now and was seriously injured. He only slapped Ning Rongrong seven or eight times before he started breathing heavily.

"It's better not to leave any descendants, especially girls. Humans born and raised in Douluo Continent have problems in their bones."

Qian Renhan commented secretly. After watching the show, he raised the Shura Sword in his hand and prepared to send Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong to the west.

"His Majesty the Pope!"

Suddenly, another figure rushed out in front of Shrek Academy, kneeling in front of Qian Renhan and kowtowing, and this person was naturally Oscar.

Oscar took three shots and said: "His Majesty the Pope, my name is Oscar. I am a food-type soul master with innate soul power. I am willing to join the Spirit Hall. Please let Rongrong and Sect Leader Ning go."

A food-based soul master with innate soul power!

Everyone in Wuhun Hall was shocked. When did the Food Department give birth to innate soul power?

In today's mainland, the strongest food-type soul masters are up to level 79 soul saints. They are the result of the Wuhun Palace's efforts to cultivate them. If a food-type soul master with innate soul power joins the Wuhun Palace, under the full training of the Wuhun Palace, , that will definitely become the first food-type titled Douluo in history, and the strength of Wuhundian will make a qualitative leap.

"On your life, slave."

Qian Renhan put down the Shura Sword and said calmly, Bai Yanlang wanted to join the Wuhun Palace, he was only qualified to be a slave, and he would never trust Bai Yanlang with his love brain. Oscar's amazing speech, which he only remembers when he goes to the Spirit Hall to receive the Golden Soul Coin, and is ignored the rest of the time, is extremely resounding.

Hearing this, Oscar's body trembled. The Wuhun Palace was asking him to be a slave who could be driven by others, like an ox or a horse.

"Xiao Ao."

Ning Rongrong, who had a long bruise on his face, the skin was torn, and his eyes were red and swollen, stared blankly at Oscar, his beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

"Rongrong, no matter what you become, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart."

Oscar turned to look at Ning Rongrong, his peach blossom eyes were full of love. In order for Rongrong to survive, he, Oscar, would serve as a slave to the Wuhun Palace for the rest of his life, no matter what he did.

"I, Oscar, swear on my life that as long as the Wuhun Palace is willing to let Sect Master Ning and Rongrong go, I will be willing to work as a slave and a slave for the Wuhun Palace for the rest of my life." Oscar's voice echoed throughout the entire Wuhun Palace.

"Xiao Ao!" Ning Rongrong yelled, her eyes burst into tears again. She didn't expect Oscar to be able to do this for her. Her six-three-quarter-Ao heart beat crazily, heading towards Oscar's position crazily. The movement there became very mysterious in just a moment, and at the same time, a deep look of regret completely enveloped her heart.

If she had made her choice earlier, if she had not been hesitant about Oscar because of the sect's rules, then everything today would not have happened, Grandpa Jian would not have died, and Oscar would not have tried to save her. I am willing to be a slave of Wuhun Palace for the rest of my life.

Qian Renhan turned around, put away the Shura Sword and walked towards Tang San, saying: "The back cook of Wuhun Palace makes a thousand sausages every day, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will suffer for not completing it in one day."

"In this world, future generations of men and women should not have the best."

Combining Oscar and Ning Rongrong's outrageous actions, Qian Renhan made a supplement, otherwise he would really be worried that if he met one of the love-loving wolves, he would be beaten to death.

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