Douluo: Hang Up and Become a God

　　 "If that's the case, then I'm not welcome." Jian Douluo also knew that Hu Jiu was stronger than him, and he didn't care about his face. He took the initiative to start the attack.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The Seven Killing Sword in his hand flashed a bright light, and under the control of Jian Douluo, it flashed and attacked Hu Jiu like a flying fairy outside the sky.

　　 "Good come!" Hu Jiu's eyes lit up, and he didn't use any soul abilities. The soul power in his body rushed forward, carrying a huge momentum, and clenched the trident in his hand to greet him.

　　 Boom!

　　 bang!

　　 The battle between Hu Jiu and Jian Douluo began.

　　 The two figures were erratic, one basket and one white in their hands, the two rays of light flickered, and each collision aroused a huge roar.

　　 Sword Douluo's moves are sharp and amazing, each move is absolutely decisive, full of murderous aura.

　　 Even if it is to learn from each other, it is like a fight between life and death, and there is no meaning to keep hands.

　　 But Hu Jiu is just the opposite. His moves are so long and unrecognizable, like an antelope hanging horns, unpredictable.

　　 But by the way, every move was just right, as if Sword Douluo's murderous aura had no effect on him.

　　 "Soul Skill, Sword One."

Jian Douluo's figure was suddenly forbidden. He stretched out his hand, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly dropped out. At that speed, even Hu Jiu only felt the meaning light flashing, and the Seven Killing Sword came. In front of him.

"good!"

　　 Hu Jiu's body was suddenly covered by a blue light mask, which looked like a hard eggshell.

　　 Sword Douluo's Seven Killing Sword slammed into it, and it didn't even cause any ripples. When it touched the mask, it seemed that an invisible force was pulling, pulling the Seven Killing Sword and deflected.

　　嗖!

　　 One hit failed, Jian Douluo raised his sword fingers, and the commander Qisha Sword turned around and stayed directly above Hu Jiu.

　　 "The sword light splits! Go!"

　　 The Seven Kill Swords hovering in mid-air were blurred, transforming into two, and transforming into four. In an instant, tens of thousands of Seven Kill Swords appeared neatly in front of Hu Jiu.

　　 This sword-like ability made Hu Jiu's eyes bright.

　　 But he didn't panic either, and the trident in his hand was thrown into the air.

　　 The trident rose up against the wind, and instantly became a giant weapon about ten meters long.

　　 The huge coercion appeared on the giant trident, and the tens of thousands of seven kill swords on the opposite side were as small as toothpicks in front of the trident.

　　 "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

　　 Sword Douluo was not afraid, and pointed at Hu Jiu with a serious face.

　　 In midair, tens of thousands of Seven Kill Swords moved together and shot out instantly.

　　 bang bang bang bang!

　　 The trident in front of Hu Jiu automatically turned without wind, spinning like a hot wheel, blasting the Seven Killing Sword away.

　　 "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, Together!"

　　 Seeing that the return of Wan Jian to the Sect could not help Hu Jiu, Sword Douluo's sword fingers moved again, and all the seven kill swords that were knocked into the air quickly gathered together to form a giant sword no weaker than a trident.

　　 "Hehe, Wuhun real body is Wuhun real body, why do all the swords become one? People who don't know think you are here!"

　　 Hu Jiu smiled and joked.

　　 "What crosses, I won't!" Jian Douluo was taken aback, and the frenzied fighting intent burned in his eyes.

　　 Hu Jiu had a gentle smile in his eyes, as if he didn't see Jian Douluo in his eyes.

　　 The two eyes met each other. The Seven Kills Sword and the Trident moved spontaneously.

　　 As if there is an invisible hand in command, all kinds of moves are free, and the contest of moves belonging to Wuhun's real body has begun.

　　 At this moment, the two of them seemed to be evenly matched.

　　 Ning Fengzhi and the others outside the court looked excited.

　　 "So Grandpa Jian is so powerful! Even Brother Nine can't beat him." Ning Rongrong exclaimed.

　　 "Hmph, that's your Ninth elder brother letting him, otherwise, how can he be like this." After all, it is Bone Douluo, who has a very clear view of the situation in the field.

　　In his eyes, he had already seen that Hu Jiu was guiding Jian Douluo to grow!

　　 "Ah, did Brother Nine keep his hand? Will Grandpa Huijian know the truth if he gets angry?" Ning Rongrong asked amusedly.

　　 "Hehe, of course he won't be angry. Your grandfather Jian is not a fool. Why doesn't he know what Hu Jiu is doing? No one can ask for this kind of treatment."

　　 "No way, he will have to thank your Ninth Brother after a while!" Bone Douluo said enviously.

　　 This kind of sparring treatment, he wants it too!

　　 Unfortunately, his attack method is different from Sword Douluo, even if Hu Jiu is willing to be a sparring partner, the effect is not as good as Sword Douluo.

　　 In fact, Hu Jiu is more than one level stronger than Jian Douluo, so only now has such a strange and evenly matched scene formed.

　　 An hour later, Hu Jiu and Jian Douluo smiled at each other, and at the same time stopped their movements.

　　 "Oh, I seem to be really old!" Jian Douluo looked at Hu Jiu with a wry smile.

　　 Originally, he thought that even if he couldn't beat Hu Jiu, he would only be slightly worse.

　　 But I didn't expect that I would be taken away by Hu Jiu without knowing it. All the moves and movements were in Hu Jiu's expectation.

　　 Even at the end, Hu Jiu took his own moves and kept improving.

　　 After a battle, he felt that his strength had actually improved more than that.

　　 "Hehe, I just have a little more understanding than Senior Sword. Even without me, Senior Sword can understand it after a while." Hu Jiu smiled modestly.

　　 "Haha, Xiao Jiu, don't be humble, otherwise, this old guy may take it seriously later." Bone Douluo said in a weird manner.

　　 "You old bone, I am not this kind of person." Jian Douluo said angrily.

　　 "Hehe, isn't it? Only you know it." Bone Douluo shrugged and chattered. He was really not afraid of it.

　　 "Okay, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bones, stop arguing, I'm hungry, let's go eat!" Ning Rongrong came between the two old men and persuaded unhappily.

　　 "Well, since our little princess has spoken, let's not quarrel." Bone Douluo seemed to have won a battle, and smiled triumphantly at Sword Douluo.

"Humph!"

　　 Jian Douluo glanced at him disdainfully.

　　 is indeed recalling the battle with Hu Jiu just now.

　　In this battle, he did learn a lot. Now, he wants to recall more details and gain more.

　　...

　　 In the next period of time, Ning Fengzhi really took action to spread the news that Hu Jiu had become a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo.

　　 Qibao Liulizong is decorated with lights and festoons.

　　 The whole sect was filled with a beaming atmosphere.

　　 Wuhun City, Papal Palace.

　　 Bibi Dong looked solemnly at the intelligence in his hand, his expression full of shock.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the little guy back then has grown to this level. It seems that I underestimated him." Bibi Dong muttered to himself.

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