The Unusual Number of Douluo

With a slight movement of Zhao Xuan's figure, he appeared more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye, making Xue Qingqing and Gu Li staring at Zhao Xuan amazed.

But immediately Xue Qingqing took a deep breath and said seriously: "Okay."

Zhao Xuan nodded, Xue Qingqing's talent is not weak, if her perception is correct, her current strength is estimated to be around 27th level, which is similar to Tang San Xiaowu and others when she was eleven or twelve.

Suddenly, from the corner of Zhao Xuan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure next to him, and couldn't help but say, "Gu Li, you too."

The maid pointed to herself in surprise and said, "Me?"

Zhao Xuan raised his brows and said, "Apart from you, is there a second person named Gu Li?"

"As Xue Qingqing's personal maid, you can't be weak!"

Chapter 336: Desperate Xue Qingqing

"Ok."

The maid Guli nodded, took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Xuan. The spirit power on her body fluctuated violently. Xue Qingqing on the side saw this and quickly moved away.

"Gu Li, the forty-fourth level of the assault system war soul sect, Wuhun: death sickle, please advise!"

The maid Guli suddenly showed a huge moon arc sickle in front of her body. The sickle was pitch-black and the blade was blue, exuding a chilling light.

She stood with the sickle of death in her right hand. I don't know if it was an illusion. After Gu Li summoned the martial soul, her face became softer and firmer, and her aura became much colder.

On his side, the little princess Xue Qingqing stood tall and graceful. Behind her there was a beautiful white swan. The color of the swan was as pure as white snow, and the eyes were smart and emerald.

Bai Yu was floating, and a pair of white wings appeared behind Xue Qingqing.

"Xue Qingqing, twenty-seventh-level agile war spirit master, Wuhun: Swan, please advise."

Zhao Xuan stood ten meters away and looked at the martial arts of the two of them. Guli's martial arts were surrounded by wisps of deadly black gas, which made him feel familiar, but he couldn't remember where this feeling came from. , But there is no doubt that this death sickle must be a top weapon spirit.

And Xue Qingqing’s martial soul swan, it is reasonable to say that this ordinary animal martial soul is at best classified as a second-rate martial soul, but this swan feels strange to Zhao Xuan, and Xue Qingqing’s talent also proves this. It looks extraordinary as an ordinary Wuhun.

"Go on together!"

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes and said to the two girls, one big and one small.

Xue Qingqing was only twelve years old, and his twenty-seventh level of spirit power was already close to that of Tang San and the others, and Gu Li was not inferior, and was only slightly inferior to the golden generation of Wuhun Temple.

When the two heard the words, they looked at each other, as if they had practiced countless times. After Xue Qingqing, Gu Li came up half a step, and the traditional black and white maid skirts danced in the wind, revealing the white jade. ankle.

"dusk!"

Sakura lips lightly opened, and a gleam of light flashed in Gu Li's eyes. Four spirit rings appeared on her body, showing yellow, yellow, purple, and purple light respectively. At this time, it was her second spirit ring that flashed .

After a soft groan, the pitch-black death sickle swept across, as if cutting through life and death, isolating yin and yang, Zhao Xuan's vision suddenly became pitch black, and the light disappeared.

"Are you obstructing spirit abilities? It's not bad, but it just isolates the field of vision and is not very comprehensive."

Although his vision was deprived, Zhao Xuan's ears were still sensitive, not to mention his pervasive spiritual consciousness.

There was a sound of "stomping" footsteps from far to near. From the sense of God's sense, Gu Li was rushing towards him with the sickle of death, but she seemed to hesitate a little, and her movements were not very neat.

Zhao Xuan thought, and said: "Don't hesitate, you can't hurt me."

Gu Li was startled when she heard the words, her eyes sharpened and her footsteps became quicker. A few steps later, she came to Zhao Xuan, and the sickle passed.

With his excellent physical fitness, Zhao Xuan escaped Gu Li's attack with a single leap.

But this action seemed to be in the arms of the two of them, and Xueqing was ready in the air early in the morning. The white wings were like angel wings, and each feather was pure and elegant.

At the moment when Zhao Xuan jumped up, a touch of joy flashed in Xue Qingqinghu's blue eyes, and he gave a sweet voice.

"Falling feathers!"

With the flickering of the first spirit ring, Xue Qingqing's wings waved, dozens of white feathers passed across the sky, their feathers were crystal clear, and their heads were sharp.

"As a spirit ability, it's good, but it doesn't work much for me."

The spirit power on his body was violent, and the white feathers that came flying upside down one after another, stabled towards Xue Qingqing, and were faster and more powerful.

Xue Qingqing's face changed slightly when she saw it, and then she gritted her teeth and flapped her wings to avoid him. With a not weak speed, she was not injured, and her white feathers passed by.

"princess!"

The underground Gulistan was anxious, suddenly jumped several meters high, the third spirit ring flashed, the death sickle in her hand waved again and again, and the azure blue blade surface issued a series of black slashes towards Zhao Xuan whizzed away.

One after another slashing rampage, the situation seemed very dangerous.

But Zhao Xuan didn't even look squarely at him. An attack of this level was too weak for him.

An electric arc surged at the fingertips, and Zhao Xuan's fingers flicked a purple-gold electric arc and fell into the slash. The tiny arc wandered in it like a cheerful little dragon, but all the slashes it encountered were broken. The soul power dissipated.

The Gulistan who fell to the ground clenched her teeth, is the gap really that big?

Suddenly, her face changed, and she exclaimed: "Your Royal Highness."

High in the sky, Xue Qingqing, who was flying with wings spread, suddenly dived towards Zhao Xuan. Her second spirit ring was shining, and her wings were covered with a thin layer of silver light. The pair of wings looked like a pair of fronts. Sharp thin blade.

As she dived, her body trembled violently, and an abnormal flush appeared on the surface of her skin, but she still clenched her silver teeth and stared at Zhao Xuan tightly.

"This girl, can you commit this?"

Zhao Xuan frowned. Although this girl was clever and knew how to take advantage, this kind of action far exceeded her body's load and would cause damage to her body.

But immediately Zhao Xuan was taken aback, and suddenly shook his head. A few years ago, Xiao Wu was injured. Wasn't Tang San doing so desperately when dealing with Zao Wuji?

At this moment, although Zhao Xuan didn't know why Xue Qingqing was so desperate, he couldn't do this without certain belief.

"Huh!"

Xue Qingqing's figure had reached Zhao Xuan in the blink of an eye, and he could even hear the sound of breaking through the air from the friction between the wings and the air.

The figure flickered, Zhao Xuan's figure appeared behind Xue Qingqing, bending his hand, he stopped Xue Qingqing's waist to stop her, and at the same time used ingenious skills to help her resolve the impact.

When she fell to the ground, Zhao Xuan handed Xue Qingqing, who was having difficulty standing, to Gu Li to support him, and Gu Li quickly took over the unwilling Xue Qingqing.

Zhao Xuan glanced at the two of them, and commented: "I have a good grasp of my soul abilities, but besides that, he is very slow to fight and lacks fighting methods other than soul abilities. In my opinion, you are I wasted such a good talent and spirit!"

"Why do you say that!" Xue Qingqing stubbornly looked up at Zhao Xuan.

"Why? You don't know what you were doing just now, I don't know why you are so desperate, but I know that if you damage your body no matter how much you do, you will not achieve what you want to accomplish the day!"

Zhao Xuan taught a lesson.

Chapter 337: Invitation