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Chapter 121 Seven Killing Swords vs Golden Holy Dragon(2/2)

But after all, Tang San was Tang Hao's son. The master allowed Tang San to take medicinal materials that would damage his talent without checking to improve his strength. This was already Shrek Academy's dereliction of duty. Now, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo have to bring

As Dean Shrek, Flanders would naturally refuse to let Tang San go.

"You can't take the mistress away." Flanders took a step forward, released his cat eagle spirit, and flapped his wings to block the way Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo left.

Kendao Chenxin shouted coldly, "My body is like a sword."

In an instant, the whole entrance of the academy seemed to light up like a sun, a strong metallic luster burst out instantly, and an ancient silver sword that was two meters long and about half a foot wide floated in front of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin.

Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and five black, are neatly coiled around Sword Douluo Chenxin. This is Sword Douluo's martial soul, the top weapon, the Seven Killing Sword.

"What's the difference between one and three? You three come up together." Sword Dou Luo Chen stood with his sword in his heart, looked at the Golden Iron Triangle coldly, and motioned for them to come up together.

Seeing this, Flanders and Liu Erlong looked at each other, and they came directly in front of the master. Then, each of the three took a step diagonally forward to form a triangular formation.

"The sun and the moon rise in golden glory!"

Flanders shouted, and they used the martial soul fusion skill again. A strong golden light burst out from their bodies, and instantly formed a golden triangle with the three people as the vertices.

"Martial soul fusion skill?" Sword Dou Luo Chenxin glanced at the three of them, with a touch of disdain on his lips. With his ninety-sixth level soul power, he was not afraid of the three people in front of him at all.

"Luo Sanpao!"

Following a low dragon roar, Luo Sanpao, who was as fat as a pig and a dog, appeared out of thin air. In an instant, the soul rings of the three people in the Golden Iron Triangle floated out and flew towards Luo Sanpao.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin subconsciously raised his right hand and pointed it like a blade. He turned his right palm up and an illusory Seven Kills Sword took shape on his fingertips. The white air flow rolled out from his palm and flew towards Luo Sanpao.

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