svetikya Chapter 18 Ning Rongrong: Waaah, please don't kill my father!
Chapter 18 Ning Rongrong: Waaah, please don't kill my father!
Chapter 18 Ning Rongrong: Waaah, please don't kill my father!
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul is activated.
The sharp sword energy emanated from the air, as if it could cut through everything.
The Bone Dragon Martial Soul of Bone Douluo Gu Rong spiraled up.
A chilling and eerie atmosphere permeated the air, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Boom—!"
The two glared at Ye Han, unleashing terrifying auras.
The powerful fluctuations of soul energy seemed to freeze the surrounding air.
Ning Fengzhi has witnessed the current situation develop into this way.
He then activated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul to assist the two.
"Hehe~!"
Seeing this, Ye Han's lips curled up in a disdainful sneer:
"Are you ants determined to destroy yourselves?!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Hearing such provocation, he became even more enraged:
"You bastard! Today we'll take your head to put Rongrong's mind at ease!"
As titled Douluo, they possessed an extremely noble status.
How can I tolerate being called an ant by the person in front of me?
The two men attacked almost simultaneously after shouting.
"Sizzle—!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin wields the Seven Kill Sword.
With a sweeping sword strike, unparalleled sword energy roared forth.
"Awooo—!"
Bone Douluo roared, and his bones cracked all over.
It was like an ancient ferocious beast baring its fangs and claws, tearing through the air.
"Whoosh—!"
Ning Fengzhi then activated the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
They directly used their strongest amplification soul skills to amplify the two of them.
Upon seeing this, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples surrounding Ye Han...
They all pulled the firing switch on their Zhuge crossbows.
In an instant, countless sharp arrows shot towards Ye Han.
"Hmph, you're dead meat this time!"
Ning Rongrong saw her father and two grandfathers take action.
And so many sect disciples were born at the same time.
A disdainful smile curled at the corner of his lips, as if he were certain of victory.
"act recklessly!"
Ye Han coldly retorted.
He then stomped his right foot hard on the ground.
His aura instantly surged to its peak.
The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and even the entire mountain.
At that moment, everything suddenly began to tremble violently.
The Supreme Bone Formation appeared in an instant, and nine rings suddenly materialized:
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red!
"Boom—!"
The Supreme Bone exuded a terrifying aura.
It swept out in all directions in an instant.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
All of Zhuge Liang's divine arrows that were shot at him vanished in an instant.
The surrounding sect disciples were all blasted into a bloody mist.
"Ah! Ahh!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo attacked.
They were instantly bombarded by the domineering aura of the Supreme Bone.
The two of them flew backwards like kites with broken strings.
"Pfft pfft—!"
The two men crashed to the ground, immediately sustaining serious injuries.
He vomited blood violently, looking extremely disheveled, his face as pale as paper.
Ning Fengzhi, who assisted the two of them, was no better off.
Naturally, he was also affected by the aftershocks and was instantly knocked to the ground.
"Ah! No! Impossible!!!"
This scene instantly stunned everyone present.
Ning Rongrong was so shocked that she collapsed to the ground and screamed.
Sword Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were also dumbfounded at this moment:
"How...how is this possible!"
"How could it be... the Supreme Bone Martial Soul!"
"Eight ten-thousand-year spirit rings! One hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!"
"You...you couldn't possibly be...Ye Han, the new Pope of the Spirit Hall!"
The three people's shocked exclamations echoed throughout the world.
Everyone stared blankly, finding it hard to believe what was happening.
"It is indeed the one!"
Ye Han shouted.
The black robe and hat that concealed his face fell off without any wind.
"Ye! Ye Han!!!"
Everyone present was shocked to see that it was indeed Ye Han.
Ning Rongrong, in particular, stared wide-eyed:
"How...how could it be you!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"How could you possibly be the same person?!"
Sword Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi staggered to their feet.
At this moment, where was the slightest bit of arrogance from them?
The three of them spoke, each saying a word, with utmost respect:
"I...I have met the Pope!"
"I never expected you to grace our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with your presence!"
"We believe our earlier offense was a misunderstanding!"
"I wonder how Rongrong offended the Pope... Ah...!"
But just as Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were talking...
Ye Han's lips curled into a cruel smile, and he vanished in a flash.
He reached out with both hands at the same time and grabbed it.
Immediately afterwards, it suddenly activated the Refining Gu, roaring angrily:
"Refined in an instant!"
In an instant, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were corrupted by the Gu worms.
They transformed into pure energy and were devoured by Ye Han.
At this moment, the age limit of all the spirit rings suddenly soared to 30,000 years!
Supreme Bone Martial Soul.
The seventh and eighth spirit rings.
They are 70,000 years and 80,000 years respectively.
All the spirit rings will be upgraded 30,000 years later.
These two spirit rings have broken through to become red 100,000-year spirit rings!
At this moment, Ye Han's aura also suddenly surged, becoming terrifyingly powerful.
"No--!"
"Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone!"
"Grandpa Sword! Grandpa Bones!"
Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi.
She immediately cried out in utter grief.
Their gazes toward Ye Han were filled with resentment and hatred.
He didn't care about Ye Han's changes in spirit rings; he only wanted revenge.
"Aaaaah! Give me back my Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bones!"
Ning Rongrong roared hysterically and rushed towards Ye Han.
"Hehe~"
Ye Han's lips curled into a playful smile.
He ignored her and instead darted toward Ning Fengzhi.
He stomped down hard, pinning Ning Fengzhi under his feet.
He then swung the God-Devouring Demon Sword in his hand, the blade pointing directly at his neck.
"Ah! M-Master, please don't kill me!!"
Ning Fengzhi was so frightened that he trembled all over.
Ye Han then stomped on her until she was unconscious, and looked at Ning Rongrong.
"No! Daddy!!!"
Upon seeing this scene, Ning Rongrong was immediately thrown into complete panic and trembled.
Quickly kneel down on the ground like a dog, crying and begging:
"Waaah... Please don't kill my dad!"
"I know I was wrong, it was all my fault!"
"I shouldn't have slandered you just for fun... Waaah!"
"Please don't kill my father! I'll do anything you say!"
Ye Han looked at Ning Rongrong, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
A surge of boundless pleasure in revenge welled up within him.
But can the events of that year be resolved with just a few words of apology?
"Hehehe~!"
A wicked smile involuntarily appeared on Ye Han's face.
He then took out a collar and tossed it over, grinning wickedly:
"Ning Rongrong, you should know what to do!"
"After all...you wouldn't want anything to happen to your father, would you?!"
Ning Rongrong's pupils suddenly contracted when she saw what was thrown at her.
"No! No way! I don't want to be your..."
However, before she could finish her refusal, Ye Han frowned and shouted angrily:
"Hmm? You don't want anything to happen to your father, do you?!"
As he spoke, the longsword moved slightly, and the blade immediately advanced half an inch.
Ning Fengzhi's neck was clearly pierced, and blood was flowing out.
"No--!"
"I promise you!"
Ning Rongrong frantically begged for mercy and submitted.
Her trembling body picked up the things on the ground.
He then endured endless humiliation and put it around his neck.
(End of this chapter)