Chapter 161 Turns out to be a powerful Titled Douluo? !
After bidding farewell to the Ice Emperor, Wang Quan Wumu and others left the Far North and decided to go to Poseidon Island.
On the way, Sister Yu is absorbing the energy of Wanzai Xuanbing Marrow, and others are also protecting Sister Yu.
Zhuo Shan cast a puzzled look at this moment and asked: "Master, if Fan Yunfei is really in the far north, why don't we feel his aura? And that waterbender Are beads really something from our world?”
“That’s right.”
Wang Quan Wumu hung one hand behind his back and replied with a smile.
“The water-controlling bead contains unparalleled true dragon power. This is something that only dragon monsters can possess. Therefore, this water-controlling bead is definitely Brother Fan’s.”
< br>"As for where Brother Fan is, I don't know yet."
Wang Quan Wumu shook his head and showed a somewhat tactful expression. It seems that this matter can only be investigated later. .
Whether we can meet again depends on the fate of two people.
If Fan Yunfei is really in the far north, he is most likely practicing in seclusion.
After hearing this, Zhuo Shan didn’t say anything else and returned to his seat to protect Sister Yu.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but the surrounding air has become cold at this moment.
Wang Quan Wumu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the snow on both sides from the corner of his eye, stood up immediately, and said lightly: "Since you are here, come out."
As Wang Quan Wumu's voice fell, dozens of mercenary groups holding sharp blades suddenly flew out from the surroundings. They surrounded Wang Quan Wumu and several others, their eyes filled with anger.
The middle-aged man at the head stared at the Wang Quan Wumu and others in front of him with bloody eyes.
"Are you... from the Motie Mercenary Group?"
Looking at the other party's clothes, Wang Quan Wumu also recognized the other party's identity. He was a member of the Motie Mercenary Group. Strong.
The blood soul roared at the top of his lungs: "Damn evildoers, you are the ones who killed my son, right?"
"Your son?"
Wang Quan Wumu thought for a while and said: "I remembered, your son should be the blood evil spirit."
"That's right!"
The blood soul showed an angry expression and roared He said: "My son is the proud son of heaven. I didn't expect that he would die in your hands. My son, you have to pay for my son's life!"
"Pay for your life?"
King Quan Wu Mu sneered and said: "It was your son who attacked first, so it was natural for him to be killed. Do you think your son is allowed to kill others, but others are not allowed to kill your son?"
"That's right!"
The blood soul roared: "It's natural for my son to kill you, but if you kill my son, you will have to pay a bloody price. I will definitely beat you to pieces today. The martial spirit makes you unable to survive or die."
Feng Pang sacrificed his martial spirit, glanced at the soul masters on both sides, and said lightly: "It's really unreasonable. Guy, if that’s the case, let’s just kill him.”
Wang Quan Wumu nodded. He had already heard about the atrocities committed by the Iron Grinding Mercenary Group. Now that they are here, then. Just kill them all.
“Arrogant junior, do you know that I am an eighty-nine-level Contra? You young juniors still dare to be so presumptuous. Today, none of you can even think of leaving alive! ”
Blood Soul didn't pay attention to these people at all. Similarly, he also believed that the strongest strength of these guys was only in the Soul Saint realm.
Compared with himself, a strong Contra player, the gap between the two can be described as a huge difference. Because of this, he did not pay attention to those who had no purpose in royal power.
However, the next scene made Xue Sha's expression suddenly change.
I saw the long sword in Zhang Feng's hand suddenly flashing with purple-black light. Almost instantly, all the soul masters who rushed in front of him were cut into two, and the hot blood dyed the white snow here. It became blood red.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned, and some couldn't believe their eyes.
What just happened.
Why were they all suddenly killed with a sword?
Is it my own illusion?
Looking at the guys in front of him, Xue Sha was also a little angry: "Damn you guys, today I will definitely crush you guys to ashes!"
"Really?"
Wang Quan Wumu stepped forward and saw him walking in the air. The soul ring symbolizing strength also quietly lit up at this moment.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!
The moment he saw the configuration of the soul ring on Wang Quan Wumu's body, Blood Soul was not surprised for the first time, but turned around and ran away.
He is not a fool, so he naturally saw the other party's hundred thousand year soul ring.
Six ten-thousand-year-old soul rings and three hundred-thousand-year-old soul rings have never existed in the entire Douluo Continent. Now they can appear in the hands of a junior. This is simply shocking.
However, before he could run very far, a long sword flashing with cold light directly blocked his escape route.
The blood soul trembled all over, turned around immediately, and looked at Ye Qi'an in panic: "This...how is this possible? Who...are you?"
"I'm here. They are just nameless people, but today you have come here to chase and intercept them, so this place will be the place where your bones are buried."
Wang Quan Wumu took back the King Quan Sword and glanced around with his peripheral vision. Raising the Royal Sword Martial Spirit high in the hand, the surging energy gathered crazily towards this place, and the tyrannical sense of oppression made the air here become distorted.
Blood Soul was completely frightened. He didn't expect that this guy who looked like he was only in his teens was actually a powerful Titled Douluo.
This was definitely beyond his expectation. He even said that he had never thought that such a young soul master could break through to the realm of Titled Douluo.
The blood soul immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed madly: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this is all a misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding."
Wang Quan Wu Mu He said calmly: "Misunderstanding? If I were not a Titled Douluo today, wouldn't I be dead in your hands?"
"Ah..."
Blood Soul immediately raised his head, his eyes evasive.
That’s for sure, there’s no need to say it.
As long as Wang Quan Wumu is not a Titled Douluo, and whatever he says today will make his soul fly away, it is naturally impossible to let such a young soul master exist in this world.
However, I didn’t expect that this guy was not just gifted, but a real Titled Douluo!
This is a realm that Blood Soul has never imagined.
Blood Soul gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of anger. He also knew that the other party would never let him go like this. If he wanted to live now, there was only one way to go.
That is to kill Wang Quan Wumu in front of him.
Before he can react, kill him with one strike!
(End of this chapter)