Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

　　 "Are you... a cavalry?"

Ming Qiangu, who stood in front of Mu Feng, withdrew the living supplies in his hand in a blink of an eye. Ling Ran's silver-gray eyes were full of Ling Ran, staring at them not far away in a hurry. woman.

As a swordsman with one of the “three ranks”, Ming Qiangu’s physical attributes should have been the strongest among all followers, but his master is an “ordinary” who has no spirit of martial arts and no soul power. "People", their soul power was immediately discounted one after another.

　　 Even so, he still has the confidence to defeat a Super Douluo with his martial arts, domain and other combat methods. However, the person in front of him is obviously not the level of Super Douluo that can be summarized.

　　 Relying on the induction between the followers, he easily felt the same kind of breath on the opponent...The other party actually didn't even think about hiding it, and even deliberately released his own breath to attract his attention.

If the other party wants to attack, now weakened to a certain degree, Ming Qiangu is not confident that he can block the opponent's attack, but found that the other party has not done so, but walked uprightly, and his aura gradually became thicker. At that time, he understood the other party's plan.

　　 "Did you declare war dignifiedly?"

　　 muttered to himself, Ming Qiangu's slightly smiling face slowly condensed, but the brilliance in his eyes became blazing. The sharp aura as sharp as a blade surged all over his body, and it collided with the opponent's gradually thick but icy aura like ten thousand years of ice.

　　 At this moment, the soul power and physique are far from full of prosperity, and even the breath that is suddenly mentioned is far weaker than the accumulating opponent. But when his aura condensed, everyone present at the moment seemed to hear the buzzing of sharp blades unsheathed.

　　 The next moment, even if the wind falls a little, the extremely sharp aura condenses, rotates, and rushes forward. While being crushed, it also pierces the opponent's accumulated "potential".

　　 It was like the arrival of winter again, with the breath of endless chill exploding like a punctured balloon, and the air currents like the extreme north wind swept across.

Amid the screams, the crowd who had been curiously stopped and watched suddenly dispersed. When they came into contact with the spreading "white fog", their complexion instantly turned pale, and the eyelashes, eyebrows and hair also covered a layer of frost. , Stiffly fell to the ground.

　　 The warm spring breeze blows slowly from outside the city, even if it still has some winter chill, but it is much higher than the temperature in the street at this time. After the white mist in the alley was completely taken away by the spring breeze, the only people who stayed here, except for a few hapless passersby who were frozen into popsicles and the white frost on the floor, were left looking at each other in the center of the street.

　　 In other words, one person, one soul beast.

　　 As early as the cold wind was blowing, Ming Qiangu raised his hand to release a spherical Soul Guidance device completely different from this era, and covered Mu Feng who had not had time to speak. Immediately afterwards, the speed in his hand was astonishing, and before the other party looked at the soul guide a few more times, he put the soul guide in the storage soul guide at his waist.

　　 "You care about your master."

　　 Until then, the woman who stood opposite Ming Qiangu and stared at him said the first words. Immediately afterwards, the other side seemed to have opened a chatterbox, and a series of questions were thrown straight over.

　　 "What kind of servant are you? Swordsman? Or spearman? Or something else? Also, what is the Soul Guidance Device you just took out, so you are not afraid to suffocate that kid..."

　　 Listening to the chattering questions of the originally cold girl in front of him, Ming Qiangu blinked his eyes, always feeling that the style of painting suddenly went off the track. It stands to reason that after he has placed his master, his opponent will only nodded calmly, and then put his skills together... so what is the scene of a netizen meeting? !

　　 Oh, I forgot, there is no internet in this era, it should be a pen pal meeting.

　　 murmured a few words in his heart without showing a trace, but Ming Qiangu did not relax at all, but carefully looked at the woman opposite.

　　 There is no doubt, that is a beautiful girl. White hair wins snow, skin is white, and on that beautiful face that seems to be carved by the creator, a pair of icy blue eyes are looking at Ming through the ages with a little curiosity. In this girl, all the modifiers of beauty in the world seemed to be overshadowed.

　　 Looking at him, Ming Qiangu's expression gradually became shocked-of course this was not shocked by the beauty of the other person, but because he had seen this face in one place.

　　 is not in the supreme hall of heroic spirits. All the heroic spirits are half a catty. They are all half-hearted people who have never experienced a holy grail war, nor can they see the sleeping colleagues next to them. What Ming Qiangu said was that he had seen the power of the woman in front of him in the simulated battle in the Spirit Spreading Pagoda.

　　If he guessed correctly, the other party is the founder of the Spirit Spreading Pagoda, the true god, the strongest person in the continent, the ultimate soldier, and one of the souls of Huo Yuhao, the ice battler-Snow Emperor!

　　 Snow Emperor actually became a heroic spirit, and to be honest, Ming Dynasty couldn't think of this at all. In his opinion, the heroic spirits should be all human beings, and he never thought that the soul beasts would also be able to sublimate into the existence of heroic spirits.

　　 After discovering the identity of the other party, Ming Qiangu's expression became more bitter. After all, it was the era when Huo Yuhao was in, and everything in this time period was thoroughly studied by the soul master world. Naturally, he paid extra attention to the so-called "ten fierce beasts" on the mainland at this time.

Although some of the top ten fierce beasts are dragging their feet, each of the top three strong men with the title of "Emperor" is not inferior to Limit Douluo, and even because of their own talents, they will be exceeded. After becoming a follower, his strength will surely increase again.

　　 In his heyday, Ming Qiangu would naturally not be afraid of her, but now that his strength is low to a certain level, he might be about to look for death.

　　 However, the opponent dignifiedly handed out the War Bulletin, how could he shrink back?

　　 Amidst the endless chattering questions of Emperor Xue, the blazing brilliance is even more eye-catching in the silver-gray eyes of the ages. He emptied his right hand, and accompanied by the sound of dragons, a long stick coiled around the dragon pattern appeared in his hand out of thin air.

　　 waved the long stick in his hand a few times, and the jerky feeling caused by the changes in his muscle and soul power quickly melted away. He squeezed the long stick in his right hand, and the stick and the arm formed a straight line. He slowly raised his head, and flames gleamed in his silver-gray eyes.

　　 "Shrek is going through the ages, please senior Xuedi for advice!"