Hearing the sound, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo slowly raised their heads, their gazes almost simultaneously falling on the drunken man draped in a tattered grey robe.
Immediately, the two exchanged glances, their expressions subtly changing.
A look of solemnity appeared in their eyes simultaneously.
"Fengzhi, I can feel that this person is unfathomable, his strength is definitely not below mine. Could he be...?" Sword Douluo lowered his voice, speaking in a deep tone.
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi slowly nodded, his gaze as deep as an abyss, and said in a hushed voice:
"It's very possible. I just didn't expect the dignified Clear Sky Douluo to now be like a rat scurrying across the street, only daring to hide in the shadows, not daring to show himself easily."
"Could Tang San really be Tang Hao's son?"
"But why is Tang San's Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?"
Speaking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he changed the subject:
"However, Rongrong's matter cannot be simply dismissed. Although I cannot put pressure on Tang San right now, I can still put pressure on Shrek Academy."
The next second, Ning Fengzhi walked slowly towards Liu Erlong and Flender.
At this moment, his expression was stern, his voice unhurried yet carrying an invisible pressure, saying: "Since your family matters have been settled, isn't it time to discuss my daughter's matter?"
Hearing these words, Liu Erlong's body trembled, her eyebrows furrowed in anger.
She was sobbing uncontrollably, holding the heavily injured and unconscious Master, her heart a mix of grief and resentment.
Ning Fengzhi actually came forward to pressure her again at this moment, which was simply adding fuel to the fire.
Rage instantly broke through her reason, and Liu Erlong suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot, saying: "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! If it weren't for you causing trouble today, how could Xiaogang have ended up like this?!"
As her words fell, she suddenly stood up, her black seventh spirit ring spiraling up from her feet, and as black light burst forth, a earth-shattering Dragon roar resounded.
Amidst the churning flames, a scorching aura rushed forth, and Liu Erlong's Martial Soul Avatar, a massive fire Dragon, suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Immediately after, the giant fire Dragon roared and charged directly towards Ning Fengzhi.
"Courting death!"
Seeing this, Sword Douluo coldly snorted, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes.
He lightly tapped his toes, his figure like lightning instantly sweeping in front of Ning Fengzhi, his long robe billowing, he raised his hand and violently swung it, his second spirit ring lighting up.
"Clang—!"
A Sword cry shook the heavens and earth.
An enormous Seven Kill Sword, shimmering with cold light, condensed out of thin air, standing upright in front of Ning Fengzhi, its sharp Qi tearing through the air, creating a piercing shriek.
This was precisely Sword Douluo's second Soul Skill—Martial Soul Sword Guard!
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The next moment, Liu Erlong's flaming fire Dragon Avatar arrived with a roar, its angry flames soaring. However, when the massive Dragon head violently struck the Seven Kill Sword, the Sword body instantly burst forth with a dazzling silver light, and then an unparalleled Sword Intent erupted.
"Boom!!"
The fire Dragon Avatar was instantly repelled, and a violent shockwave swept in all directions.
In mid-air, Liu Erlong was already spitting blood.
"A mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is nothing more than this," Sword Douluo said coldly, holding the Seven Kill Sword horizontally in front of Ning Fengzhi, "If your Shrek Academy doesn't give an explanation today, then it will cease to exist."
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