Chapter 93

"Here you are."

The snowflakes were flying all around in winter, but now they are rare to melt. The sky suddenly cleared up and a hot sun came up. Chen Xiaoming looked at it casually and smiled gently.

In the middle of the air, a woman who looked only 18 or 19 years old was wearing a golden palace dress. The style was simple and elegant. The golden stand collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and a long golden dress was scattered behind her.

The golden eyes are as calm as water. Between the eyebrows, there is a small six Winged Angel brand. With her stunning face, it is particularly attractive.

"You don't seem surprised!"

Looking at Chen Xiaoming, she is more indifferent than herself. Qianrenxue is a little confused. The latter and he have never been masked. She knows Chen Xiaoming because of the humiliation Chen Xiaoming brought to the Wulin hall in that war.

The lives of his grandfather and several elders of the Wulin hall must be paid with blood.

"Well, why should I be surprised?"

With a raised eyebrow, Chen Xiaoming's figure floated slowly and stood at the same height as Qianren snow.

"You know, in order to wait for you to become God, I've been waiting for eight years!"

"Do you know how I spent the past eight years?"

Chen Xiaoming's mood gradually rose. His eyes were excited and excited. His hands gradually clenched. In his mind, he insisted on basking in the sun for an hour every day, taking a lunch break for an hour, plus afternoon tea and leisure time. In his spare time, he traveled all over the Douluo continent to see the scenery and so on.

"Over the past eight years, I have been practicing hard every day. Every day... Mm-hmm, anyway, you just need to know that I work hard."

Chen Xiaoming is going to continue to talk, but he hasn't practiced hard. He doesn't know what it is like to practice hard.

Anyway, he works hard and has been practicing for eight years. After all, his system has been breathing every day for eight years, which should be regarded as his practice.

Uh huh, it must count!

System: MMP, I'll hang you up. You're shameless! That's me practicing!

"I don't want to know how you live. I just want to say that you need your blood to repay the disgrace you brought to the Wulin hall!"

Qian Renxue's eyes gradually became cold. Eight years ago, Chen Xiaoming defeated Qian Daoliu and destroyed most of the Wulin hall. The title Douluo of the Wulin hall was seriously injured. At the beginning, she lurked in Tiandou palace and was urgently recalled.

Thousands of streams, which were badly hit by Chen Xiaoming, have been dragging their seriously injured bodies, opening the test of angel inheritance.

In the end, the seriously injured qiandaoliu finally made it to the end of the assessment and sacrificed himself.

However, defeating Chen Xiaoming has become the biggest obsession of qiandaoliu.

This obsession also affected Qianren snow in eight years.

This is the scene of Chen Xiaoming when Qianren snow becomes a God.

The words of Qianren snow made Chen Xiaoming frown, the smile on his face gradually closed, and his eyes became sharp. Pay with blood?

"Very good. Don't ask right or wrong about what happened in those years. Since you have become a God, if you want to be ashamed before snow, it depends on whether your fist is big enough."

Chen Xiaoming's body was shocked, and an invisible wave spread away with it as the center, and the faint silver light instantly shrouded the surrounding 10000 meters.

Qianren snow was very calm. She let the silver light envelop her. Her face still had an indifferent color. She looked at Chen Xiaoming with both eyes and waited for his hand.

She wants to beat her grandfather with one blow when he is at his strongest, just as Chen Xiaoming beat her grandfather.

"Do it!"

Qian Renxue's indifferent words made Chen Xiaoming a little stunned, and then a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Let him do it? For many years, since he came to this Douluo continent, no one dared to talk to him like this.

"Funny, funny, a god of angels dares to be so arrogant."

Chen Xiaoming was also interested for a time. He glanced at the experience value in the system and didn't worry about upgrading. The cold light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes. He wanted to see how strong a real God was.

"Boom."

The soul power in Chen Xiaoming's body erupted, and the magnificent soul power gushed out like an ocean. Nine hundred thousand year soul rings danced out and moved slowly around him. The soul bone moved to the extreme, and the terrible breath turned into a bloody column and rushed into the sky.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, Bang..."

There was a dull sound all around, and the air made a loud roar. Nine bloody souls of 100000 years danced around the blood column.

"Out."

The martial spirit of Qingmu tree appeared in his right hand. The nine soul rings danced down in an instant, and a hot red light flashed. In the blink of an eye, the martial spirit of Qingmu tree grew crazy in an instant, but it grew to a height of 30 meters in a short time.

The nine soul rings moved around the green tree from top to bottom. With Chen Xiaoming's right hand, they suddenly closed, like a ring, on the green tree.

The red 100000 year soul ring is constantly infiltrating. With the penetration of the first 100000 year soul ring, there is a trace of blood on the original green wood tree. The already powerful Qingmu tree is a little stronger now.

Chen Xiaoming concentrated on the control. He was not in a hurry to use his blood source. Since qianrenxue gave him a chance to play, he didn't mind playing.

This move can be said to be the peak of Chen Xiaoming's soul power. Its inspiration comes from the sword fighting Luo Chenxin.

It has to be said that although the strength of Luo Chenxin is not strong enough, the latter's understanding is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

He integrated all his soul rings into the Wu soul seven kill sword, which greatly increased the power of the seven kill sword. Chen Xiaoming had this idea when he fought with him.

Although there is no unique ring frying skill of haotianzong, over the years, Chen Xiaoming has also achieved the integration of rings as one and the integration of nine rings.

"Ding..... Ding..... Ding..... Ding..... Ding..... Ding..... Ding....."

The second soul ring, the third soul ring, the fourth Soul Ring

With hundreds of thousands of years of soul rings integrated into the martial soul of the green tree, the original green tree now emits dazzling red awns.

The majestic soul force is constantly gathering. The thousand Ren snow, which has been unmoved, has a little dignity in her expression at the moment. She has just become the God of angels. From this blow, she feels the threat.

"Not good."

Qian Renxue's face changed greatly, and her smile disappeared. An indescribable majesty bloomed from her, and a layer of golden brilliance emerged from the surface of her body like a fog.

"Ding."

With the last sound, the ninth soul ring was integrated into the green wood tree. Under the majestic soul force, the green wood tree up to more than 30 meters was instantly reduced to three meters in size, just like a red wooden stick, directly hitting the thousands of feet of snow.

The power of terror, just waving, seems to smash the surrounding space. In an instant, dark space cracks emerge.

"Take the move, thousand Ren snow."

"The Epee has no edge, and great skill does not work."