Douluo's Innate Level 20

Wu Xiaodong: "Wang Sheng!"

Wu Xiaoai and Xiaotian: "Brother Sheng!"

The three of them looked surprised.

Dongfang Jinghan glanced at Wang Sheng with a dull expression, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was still very happy.

But Henry Zhang was completely relieved. After all, there is no one who knows Wang Sheng’s strength best than him.

You know, Wang Sheng saved him from the Fire Leopard Sect.

Wang Sheng looked at the woman in the arms of the man in Wuhundian, and couldn't help being stunned.

Then he smiled at Wu Xiaodong, Dongfang Jinghan and the others: "You guys did a good job!"

"Hahaha!"

Except for Dongfang Jinghan's icy face, all the little ones couldn't help laughing proudly.

They were happy, but the man from Wuhundian opposite couldn't laugh anymore.

Originally, these little guys were not good, but now there is another one!

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the man from Wuhun Hall was shaken because he came to his senses. At this moment, he looked at Wang Sheng with incredible eyes: "Aren't you being watched by a deacon? How come you are here?"

Wuhun Palace made them "homeless" now, and Wang Sheng didn't have a good look on them.

Murderously said: "Kill him and Ye Zhiqiu together, that's enough!"

"what?"

Whether it was the man from the Wuhundian or the woman from the Wuhundian who had been severely injured in his arms, they all looked shocked.

Even Wu Xiaodong, Dongfang Jinghan and the others had expressions of disbelief.

The deacon of Wuhun Palace, the weakest one, has the strength of the Soul King! And Wang Sheng... was only a two-level soul master before he came back.

To put it ten thousand steps back, even if Wang Sheng broke through level 30 before returning and became a three-ring soul sect, it would still be far behind!

"Hahahahaha!"

After the shock, the Wuhundian man couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

"Ahem...ahem..."

The Wuhundian woman in his arms couldn't help but cough. Judging from the expression on her face, she was holding it in very hard. If it weren't for the fear that laughing might cause injuries, he would probably have laughed like the man.

The crowd also reacted at this time.

Wu Xiaoai's face twitched, and she said to Wu Xiaodong who was on the side: "Brother, did you bring Brother Sheng into trouble? This bullshit is almost going to heaven!"

"Cough cough..."

Wu Xiaodong was furious when he heard this: "Can you please stop blaming everything on your brother! When did I ever brag?... But Wang Sheng's bragging is a bit fresh and refined!"

Dongfang Jinghan and Xiaotian also looked at Wang Sheng with weird faces, and secretly said: "How thick-skinned a person is, to be able to open his eyes and talk nonsense!"

Only Henry Zhang was a little hesitant... However, he was still secretly shocked and a little hard to believe: "Real or false?"

The laughter stopped after a while, and the man from Wuhun Palace stared at Wang Shengdao: "Do you know how strong our deacon is? With your strength, he can be slapped to death! And you want to kill him? You really dare to brag!"

Wang Sheng sneered: "Haha, you deacons have the Soul Emperor cultivation level! The martial soul is a harvesting blade like the death scythe!"

"what!"

The expression of the man in Wuhundian changed constantly following Wang Sheng's words, because what Wang Sheng said was not wrong at all.

"Is it possible...otherwise, how did he know all this?"

There was a slight shake in his heart, but he immediately vetoed it on his own: "No, no, no, it's impossible, the deacon is the soul emperor! It's definitely not something this young man can handle."

Wang Sheng said again coldly: "Am I right?"

"Tch, you don't know where you got the information about our deacon, and you just want to scare me? Are you being too naive?" The man in Wuhundian's face was full of disdain.

But the Wuhun Palace woman in his arms seemed to have thought of something when she heard this, and her expression changed again and again: "So, how did he escape from the deacon? You must know that the deacon is determined to win him."

The man from Wuhun Hall immediately froze.

He subconsciously looked around, because he still didn't believe Wang Sheng's words, and thought that there might be a strong person helping him from the dark.

"Okay! It seems that I have been underestimated! ... In this case, I will send you directly to see your deacon! He will tell you whether what I said is true!"

As Wang Sheng said that, he made a "big move" and rushed towards the man from Wuhun Hall in an instant.

The Martial Soul Flame Knife also appeared in his hands almost at the same time.

"boom!"

Under the urging of the Nine Yang Divine Art, a wood-burning sword technique turned the Wuhun Flame Saber into a giant flaming blade.

"snort....!"

The man in Wuhundian snorted coldly, and the two yellow and two purple four spirit rings rose up.

"The first soul skill! Lion tail flick!"

The man in Wuhun Hall turned around, and the Wuhun lion followed suit, and the lion's tail went directly to meet Wang Sheng's flaming giant blade.

"bump!"

One tail and one blade collided hard!

After just a moment of stiffness, Wang Sheng was shaken back and took several steps back.

As a Sihuan Soul Sect, how could he miss such an opportunity, he immediately bullied him, and threw a kick at Wang Sheng.

Just like, the men of Wuhundian will not miss the best time to attack, how could Wang Sheng miss the prey that came to his door!

"Buddhist Lion's Roar!"

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, then opened his mouth, and a loud roar sounded.

With him as the center, a wave of sound surged violently to the surroundings, shaking the surrounding vegetation!

"Ah, ah!"

Almost at the same time, two screams sounded, naturally it was from the Wuhundian man rushing over and the Wuhundian woman in his arms.

They were too close to Wang Sheng, and they were immediately shocked, their ears were bleeding, and their headaches were splitting.

"Pfft..."

The Wuhun Palace woman, who was already severely injured, was torn open by the shock, and blood spurted out from her mouth. There were even a large number of internal organ fragments mixed in, and it was obvious that even the internal organs were damaged.

After just one or two breaths, she could only inhale but never exhale. It was obvious that she could not survive.

"Roar....."

The man of Wuhundian who had a good relationship with the woman of Wuhundian couldn't help feeling extremely sad when he saw this.

He roared wildly, then endured the pain and looked at Wang Sheng with eyes that looked like he could eat people.

At the same time, his fourth ring soul lit up.

"The fourth soul skill, tearing claw!"

I saw the right hand of the man in Wuhundian, a sharp claw formed from soul power, and then grabbed Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng immediately stopped the Buddhist lion's roar, then used a "big move" to dodge the attack from the Wuhundian man, and then raised three soul rings, one yellow, one purple and one black.

Wu Xiaoai looked at Wang Sheng's ten-thousand-year soul ring, opened her mouth wide, and murmured: "I'll go, is Wang Sheng going to kill the monster to the end?"

Wu Xiaodong was also stunned: "Don't call him a monster in the future. I feel that these two words can no longer describe him."

Xiaotian and Henry Zhang also had dull eyes at this moment. At this time, someone came up and slapped them twice, and they might not be able to recover.

The same goes for Dongfang Jinghan. Even her icy face couldn't be maintained, and she looked shocked.

As for the man from Wuhundian who was preparing to pursue, he froze there.

Thank you Jinghua Yeyue for the tip!

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