I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 240 God of War and Master

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Tonight's cloud cluster covered the entire northern part of the continent, and when the torrential rain hit Tiandou Imperial City, it also landed in Wuhun City.

Everything came so suddenly, the golden lightning and the rolling roar forced the hawkers and shops in the city to end today's night market early——

The duel between the top experts is destined to be lonely.

Except for a few spectators, there is only the rainy night in the early spring for company.

"The Star Luo Empire once made three agreements with my Spirit Hall: not to participate in Tiandou's affairs, the White Tiger Army not to cross the Great Triangle of Desolation, and the sword master not to leave the customs! Now it seems that the people of Star Luo are also duplicity people!"

Golden flames hovered around Qian Daoliu's body, and all the rain that fell from the night evaporated before he got closer to ten feet, and the silver-gray side part was neatly combed behind his head.

The right hand condenses an illusory holy angel sword, which is the third soul skill of the seraph martial soul——

Angel Holy Sword.

Qian Daoliu didn't use the one enshrined in the palace anymore.

"Hehe, don't show the agreement between you in Wuhundian. Back then, I really didn't bother to pay attention to your boring verbal agreement. Do you really think that the era of loyalty in the world is still there?"

"You can drive anything if you have a good reason."

Black raindrops slowly dripped down the silver threads all over her head, Xuanyuan Qing merged herself into the rainstorm.

"Oh, contemporary Juggernaut, let me ask, what is the reason for persuading you to take action today?"

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly slanted the holy angel sword in his hand towards the white robe a few feet in front, the sword body glowed with cold light.

"Then do you know?"

"what do you know?"

"Hehe, they want to revive the God of War... Those lunatics have never stopped thinking about it since ancient times."

"Since the second White Tiger Emperor took over the empire, from alchemy, martial arts, treasures of heaven and earth, human sacrifice, and even the prince and his concubine who failed in each generation of competition, the royal struggle is clearly saying that the soul power is abolished and sent to an isolated island for permanent confinement."

"Actually, how could this cold-blooded empire not use the last screw that can contribute? It's a pity that these countless resources have been invested in it for thousands of years, and not even a single wave has been splashed."

Xuanyuan Qing loosened the green rope of the bamboo hat a little, so that he would not be strangled by the green rope hanging from the bamboo hat.

"Mars?"

Qian Daoliu was a little puzzled, he knew that there should be a second-level god named War God in the God Realm.

But he hasn't fallen yet, so what is the word recovery?
And there doesn't seem to be any connection between the God of War and the Star Luo Empire.

"Yes, Emperor Xingluo and Old Monster Fu both call it the 'God of War', and I can guarantee that this mysterious 'God of War' has an indescribable relationship with the royal family of Xingluo."

Xuanyuan Qing said with a smile, he noticed that Qian Daoliu shrank his pupils when he heard a certain name in his mouth, so he continued,
"This year's emperor is a lunatic. Of course, he also met a lunatic who is even more insane than himself. They reached a consensus that this dimension will not revive the 'God of War' after all."

"The old monster wants revenge, and the emperor wants to dominate. At this time, the universe sent them an opportunity."

"God's wrath."

Qian Daoliu said.

At this moment, he still didn't understand why Xuanyuan Qing came out, was it just to say something he knew more or less?
"That's right, that's right, your guess is pretty good. In that explosion that surpassed all the mighty forces in the world, the Emperor and the others saw the hope of reviving the God of War. The noses of the two of them are more sensitive than Tiandou and your Spirit Hall who are closer!"

"They should have arrived there before many people... At that time, my apprentice hadn't set up a sword array at the entrance."

Xuanyuan Qing suddenly looked at Qian Daoliu on the opposite side seriously, with a sense of scrutiny, but unfortunately he couldn't see what he wanted from the latter's neither sad nor happy expression.

"I don't know what they have reached with the one from the abyss, but the only thing that is certain is that one of the conditions for the Star Luo Empire to make a move is to help them revive the 'God of War'. With the wisdom of the emperor and Old Monster Fu, they will not be given a blank promise. It seems that they have already obtained the key parts."

"So after talking a lot, what is the reason for you to take action? No matter what plans they have, before the final trial, everything will be in vain. As for the remnants and Emperor Xingluo, they will become a piece of loess in history."

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes and waved his hand impatiently.

"Do you know, if it wasn't for the unexpected wrath of the sky, my old bones would never have come out of the mountain at all, and Old Monster Fu and Emperor Xingluo could only spend their last efforts in that fantasy dream, and even the shadow of the God of War could not be seen."

"You will also spend your miserable life in the final sacrifice."

"No one will hear our name, and we are destined to be the previous generation lost in history."

Xuanyuan Qing pulled out the female sword she had left on her left waist. This action made Qian Daoliu and the holy angel sword in her hand instantly burst into a bright yellow red flame, and the rainwater dripping from above was ignited by the flame like gasoline.

"Don't be so vigilant, just like a wild cat with fried fur. I just want you to look at this dagger, look at the beautiful patterns around her sword body, the rose-colored hilt, like a sad woman...I am not her first master. The previous master was a god. It fell into my hand, and I call it the female sword."

The female sword in Xuanyuan Qing's hand was not so much a sword as it was a slender dagger, and the rain fell on it like hitting a wild rose.

"What I want to say is that the gods are not invincible, they will also fall, and there will be accidents in their world. At least in my opinion, the wrath of the sky is definitely not something they can create. The emperor and old monster Fu are not respectful people. If the gods stand in front of them, they will choose to charge. But this time, the god of war who is going to be resurrected, you can think about it... the gods revived by the blasphemers must be another existence."

Xuanyuan Qing drew out the male sword hanging on the right side again, which gave the impression that it was shaped like a long strip of obsidian, with blue veins popping out on his withered arm.

"The development of the situation has exceeded your imagination. I don't know what that person thinks... But the opening on the extreme west side has to be closed again. The world is about to be destroyed. This is the reason for me to leave the customs."

Xuanyuan Qing seemed to have just told a very funny joke, and he couldn't help opening his mouth and laughing when he finished telling it.

"Hmph, alarmist!"

Qian Daoliu said disapprovingly, he thought that Xuanyuan Qing would bring him some shocking news when he left the customs this time, and the final divine surrender was to wash away all the sins.

"I knew, you arrogant old thief, passing the Pope to the next one is one of the few wise choices in your life."

Xuanyuan Qing looked at Qian Daoliu and sneered,

"As for looking for you tonight, I have a very good reason—"

The booming sound is like rolling thunder:

That Qian Xun is half of my lineage of the Sword Master!

Today, let me try the so-called "Sky Cutoff" that was the best in the world!
Under a sudden thunderbolt:
Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, red, and red floated around Xuanyuan Qing's body. The originally withered arm holding the obsidian sword suddenly became full of flesh and blood, and the silver threads on his head turned into deep blackness. Under the white clothes, it seemed that a beast had awakened.

"As expected of a body spirit, the lineage of Sword Masters seeks to control the sword with qi and break spells with strength. I guess only the domineering body spirit can control it."

Qian Daoliu's gaze became sharp.

The same terrifying soul ring configuration floated around him, and he immediately raised the holy angel sword in his hand and slashed at Xuanyuan Qing, with bright wings of flame.

……

……

The white figure rushed out of the flames, and the flames as high as [-] to [-] degrees Celsius easily burned the white clothes on Xuanyuan Qing's body into ashes, and then shattered and fell under the clouds.

But the remaining flames didn't move forward, they were easily stopped by the steel-like surface muscles, and Xuanyuan Qing's tiny hairs didn't even burn.

Xuanyuan Qing was like a mass of human-shaped mercury flames. He stabbed out the female sword in his hand, and the target locked tightly on Qian Daoliu's heart, but was blocked by the golden cloud wings behind Qian Daoliu.

The sword end of the female sword pierced a crack on the wing, and the huge force also caused a large part of the wing to be sunken. Xuanyuan Qing retracted the female sword, turned her waist like sweeping the sky, and swung out the obsidian male sword in her right hand——

These two handles are artifacts that are not recognized by ordinary people. Although the gods have fallen, the curses and taboos of the past still exist.

Both the female sword and the male sword weighed more than [-] jin. Even Limit Douluo's physique couldn't bear such a speed swing. Their wrists would be easily broken by the accelerated weight within a few swings.

However, these two weapons that could crush any titled Douluo were like toys in Xuanyuan Qing's hands, and one end of the long obsidian bar of the epee Wufeng slammed on Qian Daoliu's body, hitting his figure like a cannonball on the wall at the east corner of Wuhun City.

Then, Xuanyuan Qing rushed down like a human-shaped cannonball.

With a wave of his left arm, the angel flame bomb released from the notch was shot a hundred meters into the night sky like a rubber ball, and the flame bomb exploded like a napalm bomb, forming brilliant fireworks.

"My lineage of sword masters pursues the ultimate power, using the strongest swordsmanship to crush all the bells and whistles in the world. This means that our successor must be the owner of a martial soul whose physical strength is comparable to that of a beast!"

Xuanyuan Qing slammed into the pothole at the bottom of the city wall, the powerful impact shocked the streets of Wuhun City, then Xuanyuan Qing's iron-like arms lifted the figure shrouded in golden light, and brought him to rub against the eastern city wall.

Supersonic movement, brimstone-like flame bursts, and the power to smash the city wall stones into particles enveloped Xuanyuan Qing and Qian Daoliu, from the eastern section of the city wall to the Wuhun Hall in the center.

Of course, Xuanyuan Qing chose to take off after leaving the city wall.

His penultimate blood-colored soul ring merged into his body, and tens of thousands of black scales covered his burnt body like a tide. The black iron-like scales opened and closed backwards, and the angelic flame, whose temperature had risen to six or seven thousand degrees Celsius, failed again.

As the sword master of this generation, Xuanyuan Qing possesses the most powerful body spirit on the mainland——

Many people's body spirit is a part of the body, such as Meng Li's arms, after evolving to the silver level, Meng Li's body spirit covers the upper body.

And Xuanyuan Qing's martial soul is himself——

The bones, skin, and flesh and blood of his whole body are all his own Wuhun!
"Angel Glory!"

Qian Daoliu completed the release of his eighth soul ability, and the few collisions just now made him realize a terrifying fact. He and Xuanyuan Qing's strength is about [-] to [-] away, and the gap between the two may be even greater after Xuanyuan Qing warms up.

The angel light covering his whole body repaired the internal injury he had just suffered, and at the same time resisted Xuanyuan Qing's crazy attack with the six closed wings.

"The first time I saw that young man, he had just defeated five of the best sword-waiters of that generation. All five of them were top-notch possessors of noumenon martial souls or power-type beast martial souls. This frail young man actually used a wooden sword to break an iron sword. He had a kendo radiance that I had never seen before."

Xuanyuan Qing raised the male sword horizontally, and firmly resisted Qian Daoliu's stabbing, and at the same time, the possessed black scales also swallowed the remaining sword energy on it.

The female sword is good at attacking, and the male sword is good at defending. Xuanyuan Qing calmly drew an absolute defensive belt around his body, and at the same time locked onto Qian Daoliu's figure and pierced a short black shadow, every time Qian Daoliu had to give up the offensive.

"He is the first disciple of my Juggernaut lineage to break the rules and enter the sect. Although his weak physique and weak martial spirit have greatly restrained his progress, that young man is the most talented person I have ever seen. He also showed me another possibility of swordsmanship!"

The male sword in Xuanyuan Qing's right hand circled around him several times, a black steel storm condensed on the top of his head, and the rose thorns of the female sword also climbed up the rock along the outer circle of the steel storm. Wildness and art merged with each other in the vortex of lightning and thunder, and then swept away towards Qian Daoliu under Xuanyuan Qing's finger.

Qian Daoliu's breath also condensed, and a golden halo was released from his feet, directly illuminating most of the Wuhun City below.

The sacred and fiery breath is everywhere like golden feathers flying all over the sky, and the elements that have been disturbed by Xuanyuan Qing in this world are gradually calming down.

"This is your 'Sky Break'? It's just a counterfeit forged with the help of the Angel Martial Soul's own domain!"

Xuanyuan Qing didn't dodge the shroud of the halo, he could feel the elements of this space come to a standstill, the air in it was also pulled away, and at the same time the sense of judgment and rejection squeezed towards him, but he finally stopped walking three feet away from Xuanyuan Qing's body.

"Old thief Qian Daoliu, do you know that every school attaches great importance to its own inheritance, from the moment the sword is awarded, he is an inseparable existence of my sword master line..."

"I came here today to let you see and see, what is the word master!"

　Master, an existence with both rationality and loyalty

　　
　
(End of this chapter)