My spirit of Douluo is a spirit ring

"cut!"

Sword Douluo's voice is neither joy nor sadness, only the most persistent pursuit of kendo.He is loyal to the sword and sincere to the sword, and has entrusted his entire life to this sword.

Jian Douluo's body turned into a sword light and merged into the Seven Kills Sword. The Seven Kills Sword let out a loud sword sound, and the magnificent sword body was cut down towards Xiao Jiu's eyebrows, tearing the world and closing time and space!

The sharp sword intent stretched across thousands of miles, Qian Renxue and others felt the panic in the depths of their souls, and the sharp tingling on their skin, as if there were thousands of swords cutting their bodies.

The icy chill made everyone shiver involuntarily, and they dared not move under the pressure of this sword.

"It's a good one that cuts both life and death and enmity, it depends on you breaking my path to becoming a god, or I breaking the sword of your life!" Xiao Jiu shouted boldly, and a strong fighting spirit burst into his eyes.

He had swallowed all the combat power of the two gods, and was about to fight the sky at the moment.

And refers to as a sword, point kill to seven kill sword.

Hum!——

A sword chants softly resounded between heaven and earth!

boom!~~

There was a clear and crisp sound, and one sword was pointed and killed. The space trembled violently, and the divine power ripples overflowed, like a ripple, ploughing the surrounding earth fiercely.

Then, thousands of sword auras spread across the land, and the scarred earth was everywhere with sword marks!

The divine barrier opened by Qian Daoliu was directly smashed, vomiting blood, and several sword marks were drawn on his chest.

Qian Renxue looked at the earth that was almost shattered by the two, with a pale face. This is too terrifying. After the fighting, Du Neng seriously injured a 99-level Title Douluo.

In the sky, Xiao Jiu stood with his hands behind, his fingertips shattered.

But Jian Douluo was stained with blood all over his body, and the Wuhun Seven Killing Sword broke directly, and all 9 spirit rings on his body were annihilated. His body was straight like a short sword, standing proudly between the sky and the earth, and said lightly:

"I lost this sword!"

Jian Douluo didn't feel grief or indignation in his eyes, but with a touch of pride.

A azure sword god pattern appeared on his forehead, and a sharp sword intent rose from his whole body, his aura rose to the extreme, and he had already crossed the gap of Title Douluo.

Yes, at this moment, Sword Douluo became a hundred-level god and finally realized his sword.It's a pity that he has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Of course, he looks at Xiao Jiu:

"I have no regrets in my life! Take my last sword, God and Devil Heavenly Slash!"

After finishing speaking, the sword god pattern on the center of Jian Douluo's eyebrows exploded, and ten thousand sword lights burst out all over his body, slashing towards Xiao Jiu frantically.

"Damn!" Xiao Jiu was depressed, this old sword really had an enemy against him, and he would have to stab himself when he died!

What a grudge!

Chapter 500: Dongdong!

The Qing Ming sword aura that erupted from Jian Douluo rushed towards Xiao Jiu overwhelmingly, and Xiao Jiu turned around, subconsciously blocking Bibi's front.

Sword Douluo's current attack, but with soul damage, even if Bibi Dong could be virtualized, he couldn't avoid it.

Xiao Jiu's bat wings opened, covering Bibi Dong's body like a dark golden umbrella.

Puff puff!~~

Wan Dao Jian Qi slashed on Xiao Jiu from all directions, making a dull and dense sound.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was stunned.

There was a little trance in her beautiful eyes. Once upon a time, the person who maintained her this way was Chihiro Ji, but later Chihiro Ji turned into a beast and became her nightmare.

But Yu Xiaogang is the one who needs her protection.

For the first time, Bibi Dong felt that someone sheltered her from the wind and rain, and felt a kind of warmth. She held the magic sickle and hovered quietly in the air, staring at Xiao Jiu with complicated eyes.

"Go to hell!"

Jian Douluo's eyes were sharp as a sword, and he controlled his sword aura to kill. Between him and Xiao Jiu, there was a disagreement in philosophy and a lot of grudges. At this moment, he was an enemy of life and death. He wanted to watch his life with a sword and be able to kill. Rival.

What he hoped to see was that Xiao Jiu was cut to pieces by his sword, but after the sword aura passed, Xiao Jiu didn't even break his skin.

"how is this possible?!"

Jian Douluo's eyes were full of horror. He didn't believe that the blow he burned his soul and sacrificed his body was actually like this!

"Old sword, do you still want to kill me? I swallowed all the defenses of the two gods, plus my own defenses, you can't break my defenses at all!"

Xiao Jiu's eyes were full of contempt, and he lightly flicked his fingers:

"It's time to get you on the road!"

Speaking of waving his hand, he cut out a golden sword light. This is exactly an application of the golden domain. When the sword light shoots at the sword Douluo, it splits into countless golden small swords.

"That's called Wan Jian Gui Zong! Old Jian, Lun Jian, you can't!"

"You!~~"

The corner of Jian Douluo's mouth twitched, Xiao Jiu even taunted his proudest kendo!

"What kind of sword do you know? Yours is only the realm of gold, I am the real sword!" Jian Douluo shouted angrily.

"Although you have understood the extreme realm of the sword, you have not realized the realm of gold. Your sword does not have the power of sharp gold, and the attack power is still slightly insufficient. Otherwise, you must have cut me to pieces just now. What you want to have I have everything!"

"You said, is this angry?"

Xiao Jiu shook his head regretfully and snapped his fingers.

Ten thousand golden sword lights gleamed, instantly cutting like sword fighting.

"If the old man can live again, he must sacrifice your sword!"

With endless resentment in his eyes, Jian Douluo roared, and then shattered into blood mist in the sky among thousands of sword lights!

Sword Douluo, die!

"No! Old sword!" Bone Douluo let out a mournful cry. He watched Jian Douluo die due to his own fame stunt. Under the return of ten thousand swords to the sect, there was no bones left, and he felt sad.

"Uncle Sword~~" Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists, and his eyes were bloodshot. Jian Douluo had always protected him since he was a child, and he has been protecting the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect all his life.

I have always been convinced and addicted to his suzerain, as long as he Ning Fengzhi's decision, Jian Douluo has never opposed it.

"Uncle Jian, I killed you!"

Ning Fengzhi hammered his chest, raised the sky and roared, pointing at Xiao Jiu and yelling: "One day I will kill you and avenge my Uncle Jian!"