Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Chapter 76: Two travelers fly together from north to south, their old wings have gone through many winters and summers!

A look of determination flashed across Pineapple Blowing Snow's eyes. He tightly grasped the joystick with both hands, and his whole body burst out with momentum. He roared:
"Old Jian, take this move from me,"

"Cut more jackfruit!!!"

In an instant, Pineapple Zhanbao's whole body glowed brightly, and a huge and brilliant light blade condensed in his hand. The light blade was extremely bright, like a blazing sun, hot and dazzling, emitting terrifying energy that made people chilled.

As Pineapple Zhanbao swung his arm violently, the light blade cut through the void with a devastating force. Wherever it passed, clearly visible black cracks were torn out in the space, as if this world could not withstand the power of this blow.

Jian Douluo's expression suddenly became solemn; he felt a real threat from this attack!

"Shhhhh!"

One after another, fierce and unparalleled slashes whizzed out, each of which carried the power to destroy the world. The trails of light they brought were like meteors across the sky, dazzling yet full of deadly threats.

The air was violently stirred under this violent attack, making a series of sharp, piercing, and heart-shaking explosions, as if the entire space was groaning in pain.

"Such a powerful force..."

Jian Douluo frowned slightly. He gripped the Seven Killing Sword tightly and poured all his soul power into it, trying to resist this overwhelming attack.

However, Pineapple Blowing Snow's attack was like a torrential rain, swift and intensive, leaving Sword Douluo no chance to breathe.

Round after round of slashing blows fell madly, and every collision produced dazzling sparks and surging energy waves.

Jian Douluo only felt his arms numb from the shock, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

Under this powerful and impenetrable offensive, Jian Douluo finally couldn't hold on.

In an extremely powerful blow, he was severely shaken by the unimaginable huge impact force, and his body was unstable and he staggered.

However, Pineapple Zhanbao did not give Jian Douluo any chance to breathe. His subsequent slashes were like surging waves, one after another, majestic and surging.

"boom!"

After another blow, Jian Douluo could no longer resist and was knocked directly into the air by this powerful force.

"Uncle Jian!"

"Old Sword!"

"Grandpa Jian!"

The three people watching the fight shouted anxiously!

At this moment, Jian Douluo's figure looked so small and embarrassed in mid-air.

He tried desperately to keep his body steady, but Pineapple Zhanbao's despairingly powerful attack made his efforts seem in vain.

The pineapple war treasure below was like an invincible god of war, exuding incomparable powerful pressure. Its mighty posture and terrifying power seemed to declare its invincibility to the whole world.

Pineapple Blowing Snow's eyes seemed to be burning with blazing flames, and the blazing light was full of determination and perseverance. He held his head high, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and he raised his arms and shouted:

"It's not over yet, look at my sword of desolation!"

Along with his powerful roar, countless extremely sharp and dazzling sword lights suddenly emerged from all directions.

The sword light was like falling bright stars, or like thousands of meteors dragging gorgeous tails, with a thunderous force that could destroy the world, whistling like lightning and rushing straight towards Jian Douluo in the air.

"Shhhhhh!"

Sword lights cut through the void, and the sharp, piercing, and heart-shaking sounds of breaking through the air rose and fell, as if to tear the heaven and earth apart completely, making the whole world tremble. Every time Pineapple Blowing Snow slashed with a sword, he would recite a poem loudly with emotion and deep feeling.

"Two people flying from all over the world."

He looked solemn, his voice was low and magnetic, and a sword light flashed like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying an indomitable and resolute momentum, and slashed towards Jian Douluo with unstoppable power.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be distorted and the air was instantly cut, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Old Wing has experienced many winters and summers."

His tone rose slightly, full of emotion and vicissitudes, and another sword light followed closely.

The sword shines brightly like a blazing sun in the sky. The scorching light is impossible to look directly at. The power it contains is even more astonishing, as if it can turn all obstacles into dust.

"Have fun!"

At this time, the sound of Pineapple Blowing Snow became rapid and intense, and the sword light was like a storm, extremely fast, with an impulse to break through all restraints as soon as possible.

The sword flashed like lightning, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield and making everything around it pale and colorless.

“Parting is painful.

"His voice was filled with deep pain and helplessness, and the sword lights crisscrossed, weaving into a gorgeous and deadly sword net. The dense sword lights intertwined with each other, forming a daunting death trap, as if to imprison Jian Douluo forever.

"Among them there are even more foolish children!"

Pineapple Blowing Snow shouted out the last sentence with almost all her strength, her voice full of grief, anger and determination. This last ray of sword light rushed forward with overwhelming force.

The light was so strong that it seemed to dispel all darkness in the world, leaving only this pure and powerful sword light.

Those sword lights carried endless sharp momentum and deep poetic feeling, blending together and interweaving into an airtight and indestructible giant sword net that enveloped Jian Douluo tightly.

"This kid... is he really coming?"

"If this blow really hits me, it will cost me my life!"

Jian Douluo's expression was unprecedentedly solemn at this moment. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead like beads that had broken off a string. His breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed to carry endless pain.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that his lips were bleeding, veins bulged on his hands, and his joints turned white from excessive force.

He swung the Seven Killing Sword in his hand with all his might, trying hard to resist the fierce attack that was surging like a tide and kept coming.

Every time the sword light collided with the Seven Killing Swords, brilliant sparks like fireworks would splash out. The sparks bloomed in an instant and disappeared in an instant, beautiful but full of danger.

Powerful energy fluctuations spread wildly in all directions like ripples, causing flying sand and rocks and shaking the earth wherever they went.

However, Pineapple Blowing Snow's attacks became more and more powerful and fierce, one wave stronger than the other, like surging waves, never stopping.

Facing the last sword light from Pineapple Blowing Snow, which carried with it a force as overwhelming as a tidal wave, Jian Douluo knew that there was no way to avoid it.

At this critical moment, his eyes widened and he roared:

"The seventh soul skill, the seven-kill real body!"

In an instant!
Jian Douluo's body was shrouded in a layer of dazzling light. In the light, his figure gradually became huge and illusory, and finally transformed into a huge martial spirit image that merged with the Seven Kill Sword.

(End of this chapter)