What the heck is this kid?

Ning Fengzhi noticed this too and hurriedly layered another buff onto Bone Douluo.

"The Seven Treasures spin forth with glazed light. The Seven Treasures are named—the fourth is defense!"

Bone Douluo roared angrily and shielded Sword Douluo behind him.

"Ancient Dragon Goes to Sea! Ninth soul skill! Bone Transformation Divine Dragon!"

The ninth soul ring shone, and Bone Douluo's entire body transformed into an incomparably massive Bone Dragon, carrying a surging, ferocious might as he slammed into the giant golden crocodile.

"Hahhh!!"

Bone Douluo poured all his soul power into it, using every bit of strength in his body to resist, veins bulging on his forehead.

BOOM!!

The blow was finally blocked, but Bone Douluo was also blasted backward, only to be caught steadily by Ning Fengzhi.

Sword Douluo seized the opportunity and immediately unleashed the soul skill with the fastest attack speed.

"Sixth soul skill! Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

Countless longswords flew out from behind him, stabbing toward Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo gave a disdainful cold snort.

"Third soul skill, Crocodile King Imperial Armor!"

The giant golden crocodile curled into a ball, protecting Golden Crocodile Douluo in its belly.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

Every longsword shattered the instant it struck the giant golden crocodile's armor, but Chen Xin continued attacking without regard for his soul power consumption.

Seeing that the toughness bar was about to hit bottom, Sword Douluo's gaze sharpened, and he raised the Seven Kill Sword once more.

"Ninth soul skill! God and Demon Dual Slash!"

Two more sword auras brimming with killing intent came cleaving over. Golden Crocodile Douluo had originally intended to smash them apart directly.

An extreme sense of crisis, originating from a top-tier beast martial soul, suddenly enveloped his entire body.

Danger! He absolutely could not take this head-on!

Even if he could not see what was strange about the two sword auras, the instincts he had developed through years of slaughter would never be wrong.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not dare to be the slightest bit arrogant. In an instant, he withdrew the force of his counterattack, and his figure swiftly dodged to the side.

Ssshh—!

The two sharp sword auras swept rapidly past his cheek, tearing through the air and stirring up a bone-piercing gale, shearing off every strand of hair they brushed.

Not far away, Sword Douluo gripped the Seven Kill Sword in one hand, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.

Continuously unleashing high-level soul skills at full strength, as well as maintaining his state of unity between man and sword, had drained a tremendous amount of his soul power.

He looked at the sword auras that had missed, his eyes filled with regret. Just a little more, and he could have killed him!

As for Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had dodged the fatal strike, his expression had completely darkened.

He stared fixedly at Sword Douluo, whose aura was unstable, alarm bells ringing wildly in his heart.

Something was wrong. This was too strange!

A rank ninety-seven tool martial soul Titled Douluo, under circumstances where his soul power had been greatly depleted, had actually unleashed a move that hid a fatal killing intent, forcing him to dodge in such a sorry state.

It seemed these two old fellows from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been hiding their strength!

At that moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo completely put away every trace of contempt, killing intent chilling in his eyes.

He could not hold back anymore!

The ninth soul ring around him blazed with light, and the enormous golden crocodile martial soul trembled once more. A terrifying beast soul pressure swept across heaven and earth. He was just about to activate his martial soul true body and unleash his trump-card ninth soul skill, ending the battle once and for all.

But just as his soul power filled to the brim and his offensive was about to erupt, a holy fluctuation of soul power suddenly came from beneath the battlefield, drawing his attention.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's movements abruptly paused. His face filled with astonishment, and he instinctively looked toward the source of the soul power.

He saw a familiar figure standing beside Ning Fengzhi.

Xue'er?! Why is she here?

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Qian Renxue with a grave expression.

"What are you doing here! This isn't something you can interfere in!"

"Sect Master, since I've joined the clan, I can't just sit by and do nothing."

Qian Renxue's eyes were full of determination, and she held the Holy Sword, pointing it straight at Golden Crocodile Douluo in midair, as if she had already resolved herself to die.

Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, and his impression of her instantly rose by several levels.

Although her strength was of no use, this willingness to sacrifice herself for the clan was extremely rare.

Golden Crocodile Douluo no longer had any desire to keep fighting. His soul power had a huge damage range; if he accidentally injured Xue'er, that would be bad.

But he also could not simply leave. If he left the moment Xue'er arrived, then with Ning Fengzhi's cunning, that old fox would definitely notice something unusual, and that would put Xue'er in danger.

Mm... I'll just talk big for a bit, then find a chance to leave.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you colluded with forces from an overseas continent and helped them invade Douluo Continent. You are sinners against all of Douluo Continent!

"I will give you one more chance today. If you are willing to cut ties with the foreign forces, I will spare you!

"As fellow natives born and raised on Douluo Continent, I truly do not wish to stain myself with the blood of my compatriots."

As he spoke, he released terrifying soul power, as if he were about to unleash his ninth soul skill.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and used soul power to carry his voice outward.

"Senior! You should also know the ideals of [Harmony]: to let everyone live happily.

"In this current world, ordinary commoners live in misery, and even ordinary soul masters are limited by their talent. They may never reach a high level in their entire lives.

"But under the family's leadership, the world can be united in harmony, with no war, no casualties, no pain. Everyone will have the chance to stand at a higher level. Is that not good?

"This is what [Harmony] points toward! It is also what the people desire!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo pretended to sink into thought, while the golden giant crocodile swam beside him, its beastly pupils fixed tightly on Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly. Although he very much wanted to seize the chance and cut him down with one strike, the other party was now extremely vigilant. If he could not kill him in one blow and let him escape, then he would not give them a chance to fight back. Instead, he would directly use soul skills to bombard them from afar. They could not act rashly.

Qian Renxue glanced sideways at Ning Fengzhi, grumbling endlessly in her heart.

How could this old fox possibly have that kind of ideological awareness? He makes it sound so noble, but doesn't he just want to climb into the family's upper ranks?

Suddenly, the sneaking figure of a child entered her field of vision.

Ye Yun? Didn't I tell him to stay put? Even if a little brat like you can beat me, can you beat a rank 98 Super Douluo? You damn troublemaker!

On the other side, Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke indifferently.

"A very naive ideal. I will give you one chance to prove yourselves. If what you say differs from what you do, I will personally wipe you out!"

Then he gave a cold snort and flew off into the distance.

And just like that, a crisis ended with a bang and a whimper...

Only after Sword Douluo confirmed that he had gone completely far away did he let out a breath of relief.

The instant he relaxed, a mouthful of old blood immediately sprayed out.

"Pfft—"

"Uncle Sword!"

"I'm fine, cough, cough, cough... As expected of a rank 98 Super Douluo. That power was truly formidable.

"If not for Xiao Yun's support making him sense danger, he might not have spoken peacefully with us at all."

Chen Xin looked toward the distance with lingering fear, attributing Golden Crocodile Douluo's sudden decision to stop and talk big to Ye Yun.

Ning Fengzhi did not suspect otherwise either. After all, it made too much sense.

Qian Renxue looked at Ye Yun in confusion. This little brat was actually a support-type soul master? And he could ignore level differences to directly support a Titled Douluo?!

And on top of that, while only at rank 29, he had fought me to a draw???

Just what in the world did the Aeon of [Harmony] create?

Why couldn't the Angel God give me power like that?

It's over... I seem to want to poach him even more now. What do I do?!

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