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Chapter 32
"Battle Soul Sect!"

Three words burst out between Qin Yu's teeth, and his body began to tremble slightly.

How old is Ye Xiao in front of her?It's not more than twelve or thirteen years old.

And what about myself?I am 17 years old this year, and I am also known as a genius.

"century!"

"Thousands, millennia!"

"millennium!"

"Ten thousand, ten thousand years!" = (dish) lying ━ = () ━ wipe!!!!
What kind of monster is this guy in front of him?
Such a young age is the soul sect, and the soul ring is still so perverted.

"I, Qin Yu, awakened my martial soul at the age of six, and my innate soul power was at the ninth level. I thought I was the most dazzling genius on this continent, and I have been working hard for it for so many years."

"I didn't expect to sit in the well and watch the sky after all!"

"However, no matter what kind of monster you are, what I want to do now is...defeat you!" (｀▽)o━

"Qin Yu, level 41 Battle Soul Sect, Wuhun Gale Sword, please advise!"

"Ye Xiao, level 42 Battle Soul Sect, Wuhun Demon Sword——Apophis, please advise!"

"Be careful!" Qin Yu shouted, and his figure quickly approached Ye Xiao.

The light blue soul power surrounded the Gale Sword like a gust of wind, and at the same time Qin Yu's first century-old soul ring lit up.

"The first soul skill, Gale Wind—Sword Slash!"

A fierce gust of wind came head-on, and Ye Xiao felt a little tingling.

The magic sword was raised immediately, firmly blocking the falling Gale Sword.

Afterwards, Ye Xiao swept away thousands of troops and forced Qin Yu to retreat.

"Come on, boss! Come on, boss! Come on, boss!" (ω)(ω)

Ye Xiao stomped heavily on her right foot, and shot towards Qin Yu.

"Three cuts—the first cut!"

"Second Soul Skill, Gale Wind—Jian Yu!"

"Crack!"

The magic sword directly shattered the energy giant sword in front of him, and continued to chop Qin Yu up and down.

"Not bad!"

Ye Xiao's eyes lit up, Qin Yu was able to block his blow at a critical moment, which is very good.

His strength just now has broken through ten thousand catties, which shows that Qin Yu's strength is still very strong.

"The third soul skill - sword body!"

"interesting!"

Seeing Qin Yu exuding sword energy, Ye Xiao's fighting spirit began to soar.

"Take out your strongest blow!"

Ye Xiao held the magic sword in both hands, and slowly received it on the right waist, and a violent energy began to condense.

Seeing this momentum, Qin Yu didn't dare to neglect immediately, and also began to gather energy.

"The third soul skill, the blade of blood energy!"

"The fourth soul skill, Gale Wind—Sword Tribulation!"

Blast swords began to condense in front of Qin Yu's body, and the sword moved towards Ye Xiao.

A bewitching blood flashed across Ye Xiao's eyes, and her aura grew stronger again.

"ended!"

……

"Is this really two soul sects competing?" d(д)
Meng still pinched Xiaopang's face tightly, feeling indescribably nervous.

"It's really a hero out of a boy!"

"We're all old!"

Two old men with white beards appeared next to Meng Yiran and the others at some point.

"Old man Qin, don't you have anything to say this time?"

"Ugh!"

The old man sighed slightly and shook his head slowly.

"It's time for the Holy Son of my Wind Sword Sect to be born!"

"Huh? What did you say?" d(д)
Meng Shu opened his eyes slightly and was startled.

The Holy Son of the Wind Sword Sect is about to enter the world.

Every saint son of Fengjianzong who entered the world has left a legend on Douluo Continent.

Although Fengjianzong claims to be a sect, there are actually very few people.

But every saint son of Fengjianzong was a top genius at that time.

Meng Shu has a good relationship with Fengjianzong, otherwise the people of Fengjianzong would not be the great elders in Longshezong.

According to his understanding, every saint son of Fengjianzong enters the world, and he will not return to the sect until he is the soul saint.

And every holy son can become a titled Douluo, without exception, they all have the same title, Gale Wind Swordsman.

But once a new Blast Swordmaster is born, the previous Blast Swordmaster will fall into the realm, ranging from Soul Douluo to Soul Saint or even Soul Emperor.

Otherwise, with the strength of Feng Jianzong, he would have been one of the top three schools.

"what are you doing!"

A Gale Sword suddenly appeared in Old Man Qin's hand, and the sword energy shot up into the sky.

"The gale of wind and sword is soaring to the sky, and the holy son is coming!" Old lady Qin murmured softly.

"coming!"

Qin Yu was blown away by the explosion produced by Ye Xiao's blade of blood energy, and his whole body was covered in blood, but when he saw the gust of sword energy rising into the sky not far away, he struggled to get up.

"What's coming?"

Ye Xiao stared at the sword energy not far away, frowning.

He could feel that this sword energy was enough to kill him, and he couldn't stop it.

Not far from the Dragon Snake Sect, a sword-shaped mountain suddenly appeared, and a young man was galloping towards it.

"Qin Feng met the elder!"

A boy about twelve or thirteen years old came over, exuding a sharp sword force from his whole body.

"Qin Feng, it's time for you to be born."

The young man frowned slightly, looked at Ye Xiao, "Is that him?"

"Not bad!"

"Defeat me! You are my boss. If you lose to me, I will be your boss. I will lead you to the top."

"Um!" ⊙ω⊙

Ye Xiao looked at the indifferent young man in front of her in a daze, what happened?

"Qin Feng, level 31 War Soul Venerable, Wuhun Gale Sword, please advise!"

Before Ye Xiao could speak, three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, suddenly appeared, pointing at Ye Xiao.

"Come on then!"

Ye Xiao took a deep breath, anyway, she hadn't enjoyed the beating just now.

=(dish) lying━=()━wipe!!!!
"Boss!"

Suddenly, Qin Feng put away the Gale Sword, and a "beautiful smile" appeared on his indifferent face?
There are a few drops of sweat on Qin Feng's forehead, I'm so good!Fortunately, I am witty.

Hit, spank!What the hell are these four soul rings?

The second spirit ring is a thousand years, and the fourth spirit ring is ten thousand years?
I'll hit you with a hammer!

"Haha!" Meng Shu suddenly laughed regardless of his image.

"Is this the Holy Son of this generation?"

The old man Qin also felt that his face was dull, and said angrily: "Why are you laughing, who has beaten this pervert at the same level?"

"Forehead!"

When Meng Shu thought about it, it was true. . . . . .

"Boss, do you want some water?"

"Boss, are you hungry?"

"Boss, how about something to eat?"

"Boss, are your shoulders sore? Can I rub your shoulders for you?" ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

"Irritated!"

A black line appeared on Ye Xiao's forehead, where did the indifferent young man go?
"Qin Feng, right? To join my team, first of all, your strength must be recognized by my partners!"

"My strength? Boss, I'm just 12 years old this year, and my soul power is 31. My strength is not bad!" (*︶*)..:*

"No, I didn't mean that!"

"Wood, come here for a whole piece of spicy stinky tofu!"

"Boss Le!"

Mu Feng raised his right hand, and a piece of fiery red stinky tofu appeared in front of Qin Feng's eyes.

"This smell is..." _(xз」∠)_ was stunned.

(End of this chapter)