Chapter 69 Ning Fengzhi Kneels! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Submits! Qian Daobai's Terrifying Battle Power!
Faced with this devastating combined attack, a change finally appeared on Qian Daobai's face.
It's no longer indifference.
Rather, it was a kind of... half-hearted enjoyment.
He slowly raised the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand.
This time, a faint golden light finally shone on the sword.
A surge of powerful soul energy flowed into the sword.
The blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword began to flutter gently, like a cicada's wing.
"Dragon Roar Sword Technique".
He spoke softly, uttering four words.
Chant!
A high-pitched, clear sound, like a dragon's roar from the primordial era, emanated from the tip of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Golden sound waves, visible to the naked eye, spread out.
Immediately afterwards, endless sword energy converged from all directions, condensing into a shape on the tip of his sword.
A divine dragon, also a hundred meters long and composed entirely of pure golden sword energy, slowly emerged.
That dragon's body was more solid and majestic than Bone Douluo's bone dragon.
Between the opening and closing of the dragon's eyes, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were flowing within them.
"roar!"
The golden sword dragon roared to the sky.
This dragon's roar was not fierce in the slightest, but it carried a supreme majesty that came from the depths of the soul!
The roar of the dragon transformed into an invisible shockwave, which struck the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul True Body that was slashing down from above.
"clang--!"
A loud bang.
The seemingly invincible, massive sword energy shattered inch by inch before this dragon's roar, turning into countless points of light.
The giant sword that Sword Douluo had transformed into let out a mournful cry, and its light dimmed instantly.
Upon hearing this dragon's roar, the hundred-meter-long bone dragon that was swooping down suddenly froze.
In its empty eye sockets, a trace of... emotion called "fear" seemed to appear.
That was absolute suppression from the level of life itself!
Compared to a true dragon, this pseudo-dragon, pieced together from bones, is not even worthy of carrying its shoes!
"Click...click..."
Before the golden sword dragon could even charge forward, countless cracks began to appear on the massive bone dragon's body.
Then, with a loud "boom," it exploded completely.
Bone Douluo's figure fell awkwardly from the ground, spitting out blood, and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme.
The aftershocks of the dragon's roar had not yet dissipated.
Invisible sound waves swept across the courtyard.
"puff!"
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo felt as if they had been struck hard in the chest by an invisible hammer.
They both coughed up a mouthful of blood, their bodies flying backward uncontrollably before crashing heavily to the ground.
Their powerful alliance, capable of shaking the world, proved utterly vulnerable before Qian Daobai.
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The courtyard was a mess.
Qian Daobai sheathed his sword and stood there, looking calmly at the three people lying on the ground, barely breathing.
"That's all there is to it."
He said it calmly.
These four words were like a resounding slap in the face to Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
It made them feel a burning heat on their faces.
yes.
That's all there is to it.
Their pride in their strength, their renowned soul skills, and the strongest attack they unleashed together.
In front of this person, it was like a ridiculous farce.
Shame, resentment, and even more so, a deep-seated fear and despair.
They don't even have the right to make the other party take it seriously.
Qiandaobai took his first steps.
He didn't look at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, but instead gripped the Evil-Slaying Sword and walked step by step to Ning Fengzhi.
His shadow enveloped Ning Fengzhi.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School submits to me."
Qian Daobai's voice was cold and calm.
Ning Fengzhi struggled to prop himself up with his hands. Upon hearing this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.
"impossible!"
He loudly refused.
"Even if you defeat the three of us, I, Ning Fengzhi, will never let the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fall into your hands!"
This was his pride as the head of a sect, and also his last line of defense.
"If you want to touch the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, you'll have to ask us about the swords and bones in our hands first!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also struggled to their feet and stood side by side in front of Ning Fengzhi, glaring angrily at Qian Daobai.
Even though they were seriously injured, they remained the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's strongest shield.
Seeing their expressions, Qian Daobai's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.
It's like watching a few overconfident kids.
"Yeah?"
He asked in a soft voice.
The moment he finished speaking, an indescribable terrifying aura burst forth from his body!
This aura was neither as violent as soul power nor as cold as killing intent.
It's more like a... rule.
A supreme will in the universe.
"Thump!"
Ning Fengzhi, who was the first to be hit, didn't even have time to groan before his knees buckled and he was pinned to the ground.
He knelt down.
That invisible aura, like an ancient divine mountain, enveloped and imprisoned his entire being.
He felt every bone in his body groaning and howling, as if it were about to be completely crushed in the next second.
Intense pain shot through my limbs and bones.
Ning Fengzhi wanted to call for help and resist, but he couldn't even move a finger.
All that remained in my mind was endless despair.
He then realized how terribly wrong he had been.
The three of them hadn't even forced each other to reveal their true strength.
The Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo who stood in front of him were in equally dire straits.
That aura was like two invisible hands, gripping their throats.
They felt all their strength drain away in an instant, and breathing became incredibly difficult. Each breath felt like swallowing a shovel of razor blades.
Blood seeped uncontrollably from the corners of their mouths, eyes, and nostrils.
Faced with absolute strength.
Titled Douluo are no different from ants.
Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and used all his strength to barely lift his eyelids.
He saw it.
I saw the young man in white standing there calmly.
Those eyes looked down at them indifferently, as if they were looking at a few insects that were about to be crushed by them.
A sense of powerlessness, like a tidal wave, overwhelmed Ning Fengzhi's last remaining will.
He knew that if he didn't speak up soon...
The next second, Chen Xin and Gu Rong will be crushed to death.
He himself could not escape death.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also be destroyed as a result.
"I..."
A hoarse sound came from Ning Fengzhi's throat.
He used his last bit of strength to slowly utter those words.
"I...promise...to you."
The moment those words left his mouth, Ning Fengzhi felt as if all the spirit in his body had been drained away.
Upon hearing this, Qian Daobai's expression remained unchanged.
He just had a fleeting thought.
The terrifying aura that had been suffocating the three of them receded quietly like the tide.
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