Chapter 64 Qian Daobai VS Chen Xin! All swordsmen under heaven must bow their heads before me!
Qian Renxue followed behind her master, her holy and beautiful face still bearing a trace of lingering coldness.
The venomous curses Xiao Wu had just hurled still echoed in her ears.
She is not feeling well.
I feel very uncomfortable.
Her master was the supreme being in her heart, the god who guided her out of confusion. How could she allow such filthy words to defile him?
One slap was too lenient on her.
Reaching the end of the passage, I pushed open the door leading to the ground, and bright sunlight streamed in.
Qian Renxue narrowed her beautiful golden eyes slightly, suddenly stopped, turned around, and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but clear enough to be heard back in the cell below.
"Master."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of deliberate inquiry.
"Isn't that rabbit a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form?"
Qian Renxue parted her red lips slightly and spoke, word by word.
"I've just reached level 80 and need my eighth spirit ring. How about we use her spirit ring and spirit bone?"
...
Inside the prison cell.
Xiao Wu, who had just curled up into a ball, suddenly stiffened.
Those words, like a demonic voice from the deepest hell, pierced through the heavy stone door and clearly entered her ears.
Soul Rings?
Soul Bone?
These two words are the deepest fear etched into the soul of every soul beast!
She suddenly raised her head, her bright red rabbit eyes wide open, filled with terror.
No!
She covered her ears and desperately shrank back until her back was pressed tightly against the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat.
My palms were instantly soaked with cold sweat, that sticky, slippery feeling.
But it was nothing compared to the chill that welled up from the deepest part of my heart, that fear that could freeze my soul.
She will kill herself!
She really will kill me and take my soul ring and soul bone!
"don't want..."
Xiao Wu's lips trembled unconsciously, uttering a whisper as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"No...please...no..."
She was scared, really scared.
The shadow of death had never loomed so clearly over her.
Passageway entrance.
Qian Daobai paused, turned around, and his calm gaze seemed to pierce through layers of obstacles, landing on the trembling figure below.
He could clearly sense that fear that originated from his very soul.
The body, now fully transformed into human form, was exquisitely curved, with long, straight, and well-proportioned legs.
Even curled up like this, her captivating beauty was undeniable. If an ordinary Soul Master were to see her, they might harbor some romantic thoughts.
Unfortunately, he was no ordinary Soul Master.
"don't want."
Qian Daobai's voice was completely calm as he uttered just two words.
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback and looked at her master.
"Her spirit rings are too weak, not worthy of you." Qian Daobai's tone was as calm as stating a fact. "As for her spirit bones... it's the same."
Having said that, he didn't linger and turned to continue walking towards the courtyard.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's displeasure vanished instantly.
Yes, how could a mere 100,000-year-old soul beast be worthy of becoming the soul ring of my Angelic Martial Soul?
My master's vision is far beyond what I can compare to.
She turned back and cast one last, cold glance toward the dungeon.
Looking at that figure huddled in the corner, completely broken by fear, was a stark contrast to his earlier ferocious and desperate appearance.
Qian Renxue suddenly felt a little bored.
It turns out that so-called hatred and backbone are nothing more than that in the face of real death threats.
She withdrew her gaze and quickly followed her master's steps.
The moment the two stepped into the courtyard.
boom--!
A strange noise came from the sky outside the mansion.
That wasn't the loud noise of a soul power explosion, but rather... the sharp whistling of a blade slicing through the sky!
Qian Daobai stopped in his tracks and looked up in the direction from which the sound came.
Qian Renxue immediately became alert. She flashed to Qian Daobai's side, her golden eyes flashing with a sharp light.
"Someone has broken in."
Qian Renxue's voice carried a hint of solemnity.
This is an extremely secretive stronghold within Tiandou City, heavily guarded. Anyone who could break in here so silently must be no good.
Qian Daobai remained expressionless, simply uttering two words.
"Get down."
He started walking and headed towards the center of the courtyard.
Qian Renxue followed closely behind.
The two crossed the front yard and arrived at the gate of the mansion.
Several figures were already standing in the courtyard.
The leader was an elderly man dressed in a simple gray robe. He was tall and thin with an ordinary face.
Only his eyes were sharp, like a peerless sword drawn from its sheath, making people afraid to look directly at them.
Behind him stood several young people.
Tang San, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun... all of Shrek Academy's members were present.
Beside them were two elderly men with white hair and beards, whose auras were equally powerful, clearly indicating that they were also titled Douluo-level experts.
At this moment, all eyes of this group were focused on Qian Daobai, who had just walked out.
The gray-robed old man was Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Kill Sword Sect.
His gaze was like lightning, fixed on Qian Daobai's excessively young face.
According to the information provided by Rongrong, the culprit who severely injured Yu Xiaogang and kidnapped Xiaowu is a white-clad swordsman of unfathomable strength.
But he never expected that the other party would be so young.
"It was you who injured Yu Xiaogang and killed Zhao Wuji?"
Sword Douluo's voice was hoarse and deep, each word carrying an invisible pressure of sword.
It made the surrounding air feel heavy.
Qian Daobai's gaze swept calmly over him, finally landing on Tang San behind him, whose fists were clenched and whose eyes were bloodshot.
He did not answer Sword Douluo's question, but simply looked at him calmly, his eyes undisturbed.
Sword Douluo's eyes instantly turned cold.
He stopped talking nonsense.
Buzz—!
A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the entire courtyard!
A long sword appeared in his right hand without warning.
The sword is four feet three inches long, with a clear and bright blade. It has no excessive ornamentation, yet it exudes an unparalleled sharpness that seems capable of cutting through everything in the world!
Seven Kill Sword!
The number one offensive weapon spirit in Douluo Continent!
With the appearance of the Seven Kill Sword, a terrifying aura soared into the sky.
Sword Douluo seemed to transform into a sharp sword piercing the sky, its edge fully revealed!
"Step back!"
Sword Douluo let out a low shout.
Upon hearing this, Tang San and the others immediately retreated rapidly, all the way to the edge of the courtyard, watching the standoff in the arena with tense expressions.
"Tang San, don't worry."
Ning Rongrong stood beside Tang San and gently comforted him.
"With Grandpa Jian here, he will definitely be able to defeat that demon and avenge Teacher and Teacher Zhao!"
Tang San stared intently at Qian Daobai, nodded, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.
"I know... I'm just... worried about Xiaowu's safety."
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