Douluo: Marry a wife and become a god, and you will have many children and good fortune

"Do you know anything about swords?"

The four words Zhou Yi fluttered like thunder, weighing more than a thousand pounds, shocking everyone.

Ju Douluo's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.

Bibi Dong opened her mouth wide and looked at Zhou Yi in disbelief.

Ask Sword Douluo if he understands swords?

This is no longer arrogant and rude.

But a naked provocation.

Ning Fengzhi was furious, but before he could speak, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin said coldly and angrily:

"No one knows swords better than me!"

In fact, although Chen Xin is cold and arrogant, he is usually not so arrogant. Zhou Yi was angered by Zhou Yi when he said this today.

How dare a junior ask him if he knows swords?

"You want to discuss swordsmanship with me?"

Chen Xin's voice was cold. He originally thought that Zhouyi Wuhun was a top-notch weapon, Wuhun Dragon Sword, and thought he was a malleable talent, but he didn't expect to be so arrogant.

The Seven Killing Sword appeared beside him, and nine soul rings rose from his feet, two yellow, two purple, and five black, moving up and down around his body, shining with dazzling light.

Especially the five black ten-thousand-year soul rings looked even more astonishingly profound. The terrifying aura of the titled Douluo swept across all directions, crushing towards Zhou Yi.

Bibi Dong stood up instantly. Ju Douluo immediately stood in front of Bibi Dong, fearing that Chen Xin would be unfavorable to Bibi Dong.

Although this may be small, it must be guarded against.

Chen Xin ignored them, staring at Zhou Yi with a pair of cold eyes like two sharp swords, and said disdainfully:

"Are you worthy?"

"Isn't it just nine soul rings?"

Zhou Yi easily blocked Chen Xin's aura. He stood up casually, pointed at the two purple soul rings on his body, curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"My second soul ring is a thousand years, and my third soul ring is four thousand years. Am I proud?"

"No one knows swords better than you?"

Zhou Yi took a step forward. His not tall body was like a sword holding up the sky. Everyone's eyelids jumped wildly and their blood flow accelerated.

This is a titled Douluo.

Or Sword Douluo.

The attack power is the best among all the titled Douluo.

Most soul masters have already knelt down.

Not only did Zhou Yi's expression remain unchanged, his momentum was not weak at all.

Those who didn't know thought he was a Titled Douluo.

"What a good boy, not to mention other things, this courage and courage are rare in the world." Ju Douluo couldn't help but admire in his heart.

At the same time, he made up his mind that if Chen Xin wanted to kill Zhou Yi, he must protect him.

Not only because Bibi Dong gave him a signal.

Even more because he also admired Zhouyi.

What's more, Wuhun Palace itself has no dealings with the Qibao Glazed Sect, so protecting Zhou Yi will bring no harm to Wuhun Palace.

You can even take the opportunity to bring Zhou Yi under the command of Wuhun Palace.

Think of this.

Ju Douluo even wanted to give Chen Xin a thumbs up.

certainly.

These thoughts were just a flash of lightning, and Zhou Yi looked directly into Sword Douluo Chen's heart, and his sonorous and powerful voice sounded:

"I know there is a sword. This sword has been extraordinary since it was born. It seems to have brought all the blessings and honors of the gods in the sky. It is amazing and talented, and the world is looking at it."

"Learning swordsmanship at the age of five and interpreting sword manuals at the age of six. He became famous at a young age. He is master of all arts and crafts, and his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, unparalleled in the world."

"He marched forward with great success and defeated all the enemies in the world. His sword energy spanned 30,000 miles, and his sword swayed nineteen states. He was called the Sword God!"

Chen Xin's heart trembled. There seemed to be gods in this world, and not everyone could be called the Sword God.

It's just that he didn't know that Zhou Yi was deceiving him.

"The sword energy stretches across 30,000 miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen states..."

Chen Xin was leisurely fascinated and exclaimed: "What a fascinating sword!"

"But this sword is hidden in the snow!"

Zhou Yi's words brought Chen Xin back to reality. He frowned and said in confusion: "Why hide it in the snow? Who can hide it in the snow?"

"he himself!"

Feeling the attention of everyone, Zhou Yi said sonorously:

"Because he is afraid! He became famous at a young age and has been carrying expectations and pressure that his age should not bear since he was a child. He is afraid of failure and living up to everyone's expectations, so he hid the sword and established himself in the world! Find it! Without his sword, of course you can’t defeat him!”

Chen Xin frowned, she didn't expect such a sword god to be afraid of failure?

This moment.

The image of the sword god suddenly collapsed.

Chen Xin shook his head and sighed: "It's sad, but it's understandable. The higher you stand, the more afraid you are of falling!"

"But then he picked up the sword again!"

Zhou Yi's words instantly touched everyone's hearts.

It's like being on a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

Stimulate.

"Why?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Xin's mind. There were many reasons for picking up the sword. He wanted to know which one it was.

"Because people are in the arena and can't help themselves."

Zhou Yi sighed: "When you are in the world of martial arts, you can't just hide away if you want. There is always something you want to protect. It is impossible to abandon everything and hide it completely!"

Chen Xin nodded: "Yes, in life, there are always some things that you can't help yourself!"

He feels this deeply.

After all, he is already in his seventies.

It’s been a lot.

"However, this is just a new beginning for him! Because he has understood his own heart, his sword has a direction from now on, washing away the dust, fading away the prosperity, and becoming sharper than before!"

"This is a brand new sword that has been reborn from the cocoon!"

Chen Xin asked: "What kind of sword is this?"

Zhou Yi shouted: "This is an unparalleled sword that can be picked up and put down. It does not think about the past, does not hold on to the present, is not afraid of the future, and returns to nature! [The sword is the sword, I am me], [The sword is not a sword, I am not myself], this is the real sword god."

Chen Xin was trembling, her heart was in over her head, and she murmured to herself:

"Don't dwell on the past, don't cling to the present, don't be afraid of the future, return to nature, the sword is a sword, I am me, the sword is not a sword, I am not me... What a sword god, what a sword of the sword god!"

Zhou Yi asked: "How do you compare?"

Chen Xin shook his head: "I'm not as good as you!"

Zhou Yi continued: "There is a sword that seems to be born lonely. There is a kind of loneliness that is indescribable because it comes from the depths of the soul."

"He is the purest sword, as aloof as the sword, as peerless, elegant, lonely and ruthless as the sword."

"He has been pursuing the supreme swordsmanship all his life and dedicated his whole life and even his life to the sword."

"He regarded the sword as his life. For the sake of swordsmanship, he left his wife and discussed swords with others. He never cared about his life."

"There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God. Because he is ruthless."

"There is a kind of swordsmanship that no one can see. Because everyone who was lucky enough to witness it has been buried."

"Hmph, what's the use of such a swordsmanship no matter how powerful it is?"

Bibi Dong couldn't help but say, giving up his wife, giving up everything, just for the sword, this kind of man is a scumbag.

"Of course it works, it has great uses!"

Zhou Yi looked at Bibi Dong’s angry pretty face and said seriously:

"Because the sword also has emotions and can feel people's emotions! If you are sincere to the sword, the sword will not let you down!"

Chen Xin's body was shaken and he praised:

"Well said! If your heart is true to the sword, the sword will not fail you!"

In fact, he is somewhat similar, but not as pure as Ximen Chuixue, and he still has a lot of things that he can't let go of.

"Such a person must be a big devil, a slave of the sword!"

Bibi Dong retorted.

She couldn't accept this kind of swordsmanship.

"You are wrong! The previous sword killed countless innocent people, but this sword kills all the people who deserve to be killed, and there is no innocent person!"

Zhou Yi looked into Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "This sword is not only honest to the sword, but also honest to people."

"When he enters the rivers and lakes, he must fast and bathe before killing people, because he is loyal to the sword;"

"Everyone you kill deserves to be killed. You will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. You are sincere to others."

"I am only honest with the sword, but I can only master the way of swordsmanship;"

"Only by being honest to others can you attain the true path."

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