Capítulo 123: Sword Douluo
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It was an old man with white hair and white robes. His appearance was upright, and his eyes were filled with authority. His hair was combed neatly, and his expression was indifferent as if he didn't care about anything around him. He just stood there quietly, but his aura was as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and he gave off a sense of intimidation from the depths of one's soul.
After the Seven Kills Sword killed Blake, it automatically flew back into the old man's hand.
The white-haired old man held the Seven Kills Sword as if he were the only thing in this world.
This was the Rank 96 Titled Douluo, Sword Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo.
"A mere Soul Sage? Who do you think you are?"
The Sword Douluo stood with his sword in hand, and his white hair danced in the wind. He coldly swept his gaze across the five Soul Sages and said, "How dare you bully the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect? You must be tired of living."
The arrival of the Titled Douluo, the Sword Douluo, immediately caused a huge commotion.
"Sword Douluo Chen Xin! It's the guardian Elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Chen Xin."
"Impossible, why is the Sword Douluo here?"
"Run! Quick, run!"
At this moment, all the Soul Sages were terrified, and there was only one thought in their minds:
Run! Run! Run!
The five Soul Sages were terrified as they fled in five different directions. In front of a Rank 96 Titled Douluo, these Soul Sages were like a bunch of chickens and dogs. They couldn't even muster up the will to resist. They were like five rats that only cared about covering their heads as they fled.
"Hmph, You want to escape? Can you? "
The Sword Douluo harrumphed coldly as he used his boundless killing intent to freeze all of the Soul Sages in place.
He then unleashed his Seven Kills Sword, and terrifying sword qi swept out in all directions, tearing the five Soul Sages apart. Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief.
Their hearts were finally at ease, and they knew they were safe.
With a Titled Douluo protecting them, no one would dare to do anything to them anymore.
"Boohoo … Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian! You're finally here."
Ning Rongrong looked at the Sword Douluo, who was making his way toward her with a smile, and all of the grievances, fear, and helplessness in her heart erupted at once. Suddenly, she burst into tears, a very pitiful sight to behold.
"Alright, Rongrong, be a good girl. Don't cry, don't cry. Grandpa Jian is late. Grandpa Jian apologizes to you."
The Sword Douluo squatted down and stroked Ning Rongrong's little head in a doting manner, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. Thankfully, he had rushed here as quickly as he could.
If he had arrived any later, he would've likely only been able to collect Ning Rongrong's corpse.
He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when he thought of this.
"Fang Xuan, how are you? Wake up, don't die."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong lowered her head and looked at Fang Xuan lying in her arms. Fang Xuan's breathing was feeble, and his entire body was dripping with blood. She was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She called out to Fang Xuan with all her might, but the latter did not respond.
"Rongrong, don't panic. Let me take a look."
The Sword Douluo comforted Ning Rongrong gently before he began to examine Fang Xuan's injuries. After a short while, his brows gradually furrowed, and his expression became grave. "All of his internal organs have been damaged, and most of his bones have been shattered. His injuries are very severe. It's a miracle that he's still alive."
Fang Xuan had blocked the Soul Sage's all-out attack for Ning Rongrong, and his entire back had been torn open. The wound was so deep that even his bones could be seen, and even his internal organs had been severely damaged. His situation was very critical.
"Then … then what should we do?
Fang Xuan was injured because he tried to save me. Grandpa Jian, you have to keep him!" Ning Rongrong pleaded with a sobbing voice.
"This … Rongrong, I'm an assault-type soul master. Healing is not my specialty …" The Sword Douluo said awkwardly.
"Let me do it."
At this time, Ye Lingling quickly walked over. Her jade-like hand was holding a blooming nine-hearted begonia. It emitted a gentle and encouraging radiance that made one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze, and their entire body felt warm.
"Me too! Me too!"
Oscar hurried over and conjured several Super Recovery Sausages to treat Fang Xuan with Ye Lingling.
… …
About ten minutes later, Fang Xuan opened his heavy eyelids. What he saw was a beautiful face filled with worry.
Her red eyes had been crying for a long time, and they had lost their usual liveliness.
"That's great! That's great! Fang Xuan, you've finally woken up. Boohoo … you scared me to death just now."
Ning Rongrong cried when she saw that Fang Xuan had finally woken up.
She looked very emotional. Earlier, Fang Xuan had been injured because he tried to save her. If something had happened to him, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have known how to repay his kindness.
Fang Xuan woke up and scratched his head. He looked at the teary-eyed Ning Rongrong, and his expression gradually became serious. He said seriously,
"Eight thousand gold soul coins"
His voice was full of energy and sonorous.
Hearing this, everyone staggered and almost fell.
Do you still need to remember your eight thousand gold soul coins at a time like this?
"Pfft ~!"
Ning Rongrong was stunned. She couldn't help but laugh through her tears. Her eyes were red as she said unhappily, "Why are you such a moneygrubber?
As a man, can't you be more forthright? You're always so calculative over a little bit of money."
"This isn't a little bit of money. It's eight thousand gold soul coins."
Fang Xuan's expression was solemn. He was seriously talking to Ning Rongrong about the price of saving her life. He felt that he was very generous. If he hadn't blocked that palm strike for Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong would have been torn to shreds by Blake!
Saving your life, eight thousand gold soul coins isn't too much, right?
However, at the critical moment, Ning Rongrong did not care about her safety and stood before Fang Xuan without thinking about it. This surprised him. He did not expect this little witch to be so loyal at this critical moment.
"Okay, okay. Sooner or later, I'll use my gold soul coins to crush you to death. I'll show you the wealth of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!" Ning Rongrong's lips curled up slightly as she raised her little face proudly.
"I look forward to that day."
Fang Xuan's eyes lit up. When he heard this, it was more effective than eating ten Leg Stretching Pills. He immediately stood up from the ground and was completely revived!
"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad. Heroes come from a young. Young man, you have a bright future. Feng Zhi has chosen a good marriage for our Rongrong."
The Sword Douluo smiled and patted Fang Xuan's shoulder amiably. He revealed a look of praise towards the latter.
"Titled Douluo …"
A Rank 96 Titled Douluo stood in front of him. Fang Xuan was excited. He longed to reach the Sword Douluo's level and strength one day and look down on the Douluo Continent.
Through today's assassination, Fang Xuan deeply realized the inadequacy of his strength.
Now that a Soul Sage could force him into a corner, he felt helpless and angry. He had to become stronger as soon as possible.
At this point, the battle was finally over.
Some hurriedly treated the injured, while others sat to the side to rest and recover their soul power. Fang Xuan began his journey of looting the corpses. He didn't want to give up even a single copper soul coin.
Disdainful gazes came from behind him.
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