People are in Douluo, start with double Kamui

Chapter 69: Need evidence?Then I'll give you the evidence

"Bold! This seat talks to the great priest, how can you, a junior, talk to you?"

Bibi Dong raised the papal scepter, hammered the ground hard, frowned and scolded Zhao An sharply.

The four losers next to her were also a little displeased. Not to mention that Zhao An was not the Holy Son yet. Even if he could be canonized as the Holy Son, he was not qualified to point fingers at the Pope, right?

A group of strong men in the titled Douluo seat looked at Bibi Dong with strange expressions, whoever treats Zhao An like a child is a real fool.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to His Highness, you are seeking death!" x2

"Ow!"

Lei Ting and Yan Jie got up from their seats, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, nine soul rings emerged from under their bodies, and the tyrannical soul power fluctuated and spread.

"Earth Domain" + "Slow Domain", the power of the dual domain instantly enveloped Bibi Dong's area.

The woman with lightning flashes in her eyes holds a sharp blade and wears a lightning armor, turning into lightning and appearing beside Bibi Dong, with the Thunder Sword across Bibi Dong's neck.

The extremely sharp thunder and lightning sword energy drew a bloodstain on Bibi Dong's neck, and the fresh blood was evaporated into a blood-red mist by the lightning as soon as it oozed out.

Mr. Xiong was more direct, his wild and ferocious aura made everyone present terrified, his dark golden eyes were full of murderous intent, and his sharp claws stopped in front of Bibi Dong's face, and with a little force, he could slap this beautiful head broken.

All this happened in an instant, and the dignified Pope of the Wuhun Palace was easily captured by Zhao An's three guards.

The atmosphere in the conference hall fell into a deathly silence, and the soul sages and Contras only felt that some invisible force held their throats, and even breathing became very difficult.

The Title Douluo who had improved greatly in strength also shrank their pupils, they had no confidence in being able to protect themselves under this level of assassination.

Isn't today's pope tomorrow's them?

His Highness Zhao An is full of wings. How should he face Zhao An in a more respectful manner in the future? The eight elders began to think about this problem in their hearts.

The four soul saint guards beside Bibi Dong were even more unbearable. They slumped on the ground with terrified faces, wondering why their boss was captured so easily.

But the eyes returned to Bibi Dong, cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the beautiful pope, and he looked at Lei Ting and Xiong Jun fearfully.

Whether it's Lei Ting who is holding a sharp blade, or Yan Jie who is protecting Zhao An, in a one-on-one contest, Bibi Dong is confident that she can win them all.

But the bad thing is that this group of people don't follow the rules of the soul master's battle. How can anyone not say hello and just start a sneak attack with a big move to fool their face?

As for Mr. Xiong, this [-]-meter-tall bald man, Bibidong admitted that she was far inferior to Mr. Xiong. She felt a sense of threat in Mr. Xiong that was comparable to that of Golden Crocodile Douluo, which was not a strange feeling of human beings.

"Okay, okay, okay! Your Excellency's brilliant move, I have learned it today!"

"Do you think the pope can be taken away from this seat through this method?"

"If force can solve all problems, what else does the pope need? What else does order need?"

Zhao An chuckled, not taking Bibi Dong's dying struggle seriously, and turned to Qian Daoliu's spirit transmission.

"Teacher, do you mind if your apprentice helps you clean up the house?"

Qian Daoliu's golden eyes were not as sharp as before, and he seemed a little hesitant and struggling.

He didn't believe that his good apprentice didn't foresee everything today, and the straightforward actions of Xiong Jun, Lei Ting, and Yan Jie had already given the answer.

Originally, Qian Daoliu planned to draw it slowly, but he didn't expect his good apprentice's actions to be so tough and straightforward.

After a while, Qian Daoliu smiled bitterly, and transmitted the same spirit to Zhao An.

"Xiao An, you really taught me a lesson."

"Her identity is not simple. In addition to being Xiaoxue's biological mother, she also has the identity of being the inheritor of a god."

"The teacher doesn't care about this matter, let you handle it, but be careful."

"I believe that with your intelligence, you should have come up with a proper solution long ago, right?"

After Qian Daoliu said a few heartfelt words, he looked at Zhao An with complicated eyes, then turned to look at Qian Renxue, and finally closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

He was a demigod in the human world, but suddenly he found that one day he was so weak, his straight waist looked a little rickety, and his sharp-edged aura also became a little lonely.

He admitted that he could not keep up with the changes of the times.

"Teacher, I will give you a satisfactory answer to today's matter. The reputation of Wuhundian will not be damaged in the slightest, and you and Sister Xue'er will not be implicated in any way."

There was no joy of victory in Zhao An's eyes, and he looked at Qian Daoliu's grandfather and grandson in a very complicated manner.

"Sister Xueer, I will leave my glasses to you for safekeeping for a while, and I will return as soon as I go."

Zhao An took off the golden glasses he was wearing and gently placed them in Qian Renxue's hands.

Seeing the girl's worried eyes, Zhao An's heart softened, but then he regained his composure.

"I'll do what you can't bear to do, and I'll do what you hesitate."

"Wuhundian raised me up, this is my home, I don't allow anyone to defile it."

Zhao An got up from the seat, and the demigod-level spiritual power spread mightily, and the condensed spiritual coercion made everyone present terrified.

The kaleidoscope pattern rotated in Zhao An's eyes, and the young man in his prime became the absolute center of the meeting hall.

The young man moved his shoulders, and the ferocious bone wings stretched out from Zhao An's back with thunder light and strong wind.

Zhao An walked slowly down from the high platform in the void, red, red, red, red, the four terrifying configurations of soul rings made the middle-level members of the Spirit Hall look incredible.

"You want order, you want rules? You deserve it too?!" Zhao An said calmly when he came to Bibi Dong.

Dark golden sharp claws protruded from the front of Zhao An's palm, and the dark golden sharp claws, which were exactly the same as those of Mr. Xiong, pointed directly at Bibi Dong's head.

"But I've always been a 'convincing people with virtue', if you want to be a fool, then I will help you."

"Mr. Xiong, Lei Ting, step back. Yan Jie, show the things to His Majesty the Pope to see clearly!"

As soon as Zhao An finished speaking, Jun Xiong withdrew his sharp claws, came to stand quietly beside the young man, and looked at Bibi Dong with his arms crossed and a sneer.

Lei Ting withdrew the long sword across Bibi Dong's neck, saluted Zhao An respectfully, and came to Zhao An like a guard.

Yan Jie, who was possessed by a martial spirit, flapped her wings and flew over from not far away. The storage soul tool in her hand flashed, and a stack of paper documents appeared in Yan Jie's hands.

"Reporting to Your Highness, here are all the investigation results about Pope Bibi Dong."

"115 days ago, Pope Chihiro Ji was seriously injured by 'Haotianzong Tang Hao', and died shortly after returning to the Hall of Spirits."

"107 days ago, Bibi Dong started her training as an evil soul master by devouring a captured evil soul master. So far, she has devoured a total of 1 soul emperors, 128 soul saints, and 14 soul warriors. 3/1 of them are from the Wuhun Palace. member."

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