The silver-white long sword came through the air, like a sea-fixing needle, and went straight into the earth's crust. The powerful sword energy and gang energy emitted from the whole body knocked away the black mist, and even the ghosts were shaken out of their shadows, and were hit by the swinging sword.

The air wave hit him, and the whole person was caught off guard and bounced several meters away!

"This is... a sword?!"

Yue Guan watched helplessly as the ten petals of the strange velvet chrysanthemum that he had changed his target suddenly turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

The strong energy emanating from the huge sword protected Tang Sui, and the cold righteousness enveloped his whole body. Tang Sui groaned, his vision went dark, and he couldn't bear it anymore and fainted to the ground.

"Who is it this time?!" The ghost whose attack was interrupted looked over angrily, staring fiercely at another man in white who was standing firmly on the flying sword.

The light from the nine soul rings exuding a tyrannical and murderous aura flickered in his eyes. He looked at the unconscious Tang Sui, glanced at the angry ghost, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said nothing.

The moment he saw the man in white, Yue Guan put his hand on his chin, fear and thoughts flashed in his eyes: "Why are you here?!"

The main character, who single-handedly turned the tide, was dressed in spotless white clothes, his silver hair was neatly combed, his appearance was handsome and cold, and under his feet was a pure silver sword, which was pure and bright without any decoration.

His expression was very indifferent, and his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him. He just stood there quietly and did not speak. But just standing there still gave people a feeling that he was the only one in the world.

"It's Grandpa Jian!" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up with hope when she saw that man.

Because the person who came was none other than one of the two most famous titled Douluo of their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the level 96 titled Douluo—Sword Dao Chen Xin!

"Chen Xin... What does this have to do with you?" Gui Mei stood up holding the cliff, his face a little distorted under the black mist.

Chen Xin glanced at Gui Mei indifferently, "Why doesn't it matter?"

As he spoke, Chen Xin raised his hand, pointing his index finger and middle finger at the blue sky instead of the sword. The next moment, the sixth ten thousand year soul ring surrounding him lit up, and there were countless silver-white sword shadows.

condensed in the void.

"not good!"

"Be careful! This is Chen Xin's—"

"The sixth soul skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect."

Countless condensed silver-white sword blades floated out from the void and were swung down by Chen Xin's arm, like heavy rain falling from the sky. They struck rapidly and accurately at the men in black who attacked them, as well as Yue Guan and the ghosts.

On the bodies of two titled Douluo.

There was no time to react, because the rain of swords fell too fast, so he could only subconsciously use his soul power to defend himself.

"ah--!"

The pitiful screams could not be heard without end. The Soul Douluo, who had been arrogant and domineering before, waiting for a chance to counterattack, had no resistance at all with the sixth soul skill below the title Douluo level.

Maybe there was, but it was a futile struggle. Within a few seconds, he was stabbed into a sieve by several silver swords falling from the sky.

"Boom boom boom——!"

The huge rocks blocking the passage were smashed into rubble by the arrows, and the ground beneath the people's feet was also smashed into pits one after another by the huge destructive force!

Broken golden chrysanthemum petals flew into the air. Although the property of the strange velvet Babel chrysanthemum is that it is indestructible and is as sharp as metal, it is only made of plants after all. It cannot withstand the strong attack of real metal and steel.

.

"Chen Xin! Do you really want to take care of our business? Aren't you afraid of our revenge?"

Under such a fierce and rapid attack, the ghost was in trouble and could only attack with a few words of exhilaration.

"What does it have to do with him? That's a good question!"

His modest and teasing voice was inconspicuous amidst the massive rain of arrows, but because of the infusion of a little bit of soul power, his voice clearly echoed in everyone's ears.

"call--"

A cut was made in the void, the rain of swords gradually stopped, and two tall figures walked out of the torn space.

One is Ning Fengzhi, and the other is a ninety-fifth-level titled Douluo, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, one of the elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect!

"One of the people you want to kill is the daughter of our sect leader. Tang San and Tang Sui have an important cooperative relationship with the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Shrek Academy is the one whom Prince Xue Qinghe ordered us to protect. What do you mean?

"Gu Rong kept squinting her eyes and opened a crack, and a cold feeling swept over the ghost.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, you..."

"Old ghost, we can't talk nonsense to them! Solve the target first!"

Yue Guan's brows tightened, and the strange velvet Tongtianju Martial Soul Avatar in his hand exuded a golden light.

Ghost, who has been partnering with Yue Guan for many years, immediately understood Yue Guan's plan, nodded, and suddenly turned into black mist, escaped into the shadow, and rushed towards Yue Guan quickly.

Now that their men are not completely destroyed, they come to provide an opportunity for assassination!

Dugu Bo and Chen Xin, who had fought against each other and knew some information, changed their expressions slightly, and at the same time, they quickly moved towards the two of them.

No! They want to use martial soul fusion skills!

They must not be allowed to use martial soul fusion skills! Otherwise, that little girl Tang Sui will really not survive!

The two titled Douluo who were chasing Yue Guan and Gui Mei unified their thoughts.

Standing on the top of the cliff, Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand, seven soul rings floated from his feet, and the ultimate auxiliary light belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower instantly lit up at the feet of Chen Xin, who was flying with his sword:

"The seven treasures have names, and the second is: speed."

Ning Fengzhi took action.

———Digression————

Friendly reminder: Don’t blow the air conditioner too hard after a heatstroke, otherwise... it will turn into a gastrointestinal flu like the Mo Li, with vomiting and diarrhea orz

I've been feeling groggy for the past two days. I'm much better today, and I should be able to resume my daily routine tomorrow.
Chapter completed!