Douluo: The Soul Skill I Endowed All Things was exposed by Qian Renxue

Chapter 103 You still have a little vision

Looking at Wu Qian who hadn't left, he guessed in his heart that the other party should want to prevent him from selling the soul tool to others.

Thinking of this, he picked up the paper on the table, drew a horizontal line on the price, and changed it to 160 cups of Bloody Mary and one soul guide.

Then, with a wave of his hand in full view, twenty more soul guides appeared on the table.

Seeing his actions, Wu Qian was a little angry. The other party was provoking him, a naked provocation.

And the crowd watching behind him were unwilling to be lonely, "Oh my God, is this guy dying? He doubled the price in front of the boss."

"You don't understand, there are people in this world who want money but not life."

They looked at Si Qingfeng with contempt, even if the other party was a master of soul tool manufacturing, even if the other party had the protection of the Titled Douluo, but to offend the boss of Hell Slaughter Field like this, the only thing waiting for him was death.

If there wasn't the crowd behind them watching, or if they didn't encourage Wu Qian to do it, and bump Wu Qian so high, Wu Qian might not want to do it to them.

At this moment, under the encouragement of these people, Wu Qian was burning with anger, his soul power was agitated, his aura was concussed, and the aura of the Titled Douluo could be seen at a glance.

He pointed at Si Qingfeng viciously, "Boy, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, do you really think that a master soul guide maker can keep you from dying?"

Seeing that the opponent wanted to attack, the old poison stood up abruptly, released his martial soul, and wrapped around nine soul rings, his aura was not inferior to the opponent at all.

Seeing this, Wu Qian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party also had a titled Douluo. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant.

He glanced at the old poison, and then at Si Qingfeng who was sitting there motionless.

"I advise you to put away your soul tool and dare to fight against me in this city of killing. Is it the courage given to you by the Titled Douluo next to you? Then I will let you see today, even if the Titled Dou Luo, there won't be any storms in the capital of killing."

With a big wave of his hand, a cloud of blood mist appeared out of thin air, and could not dissipate in the sky for a long time.

In an instant, many figures came rushing from all directions, and when they saw the two sides at war, they released their martial spirits one after another.

Looking around, the lowest of these people has Contra cultivation base, and there are three Title Douluo among them.

Seeing this scene, the crowd who were onlookers backed away one after another, thinking to themselves, today can be regarded as coming.

Seeing the fighting between Titled Douluo is more exciting than the hand-to-hand combat between those low-level cultivators in the hell killing field.

The old poison is vigilant around, in case someone makes a sudden move.

Si Qingfeng got up slowly, still looking calm, "Is this the attitude of the killing capital? If it's just like this, then I have to say, you can't achieve great things."

"Before I do it, I still have a question in my mind. I hope you can help me answer it, so that I won't find anyone to ask you when you die."

He spoke the most arrogant words in the most flat tone.

On the contrary, Wu Qian waited in a serious manner. He didn't understand why the other party was so calm.

Frowning tightly, staring at him, could it be that he is also a Titled Douluo?
This idea appeared in his mind, combined with the speed at which the other party made the soul guide, it seemed to confirm his conjecture.

Even so, now that I have four titled Douluo, many Contras and many low-level soul masters, I don't need to be afraid of each other at all.

Thinking about this, Wu Qian became more confident again, "I'm not ashamed to say anything, but I think you have some advantages, so if you express your doubts, maybe I can tell you the answer if I'm in a good mood."

Regarding his unreasonableness, Si Qingfeng was not angry, and still had a calm look, "I just want to ask, why do you do everything possible to prevent people here from using soul tools?"

Hearing this, Wu Qian frowned. This is the secret of the Slaughter City, and it is impossible to tell these ordinary people.

"Hmph, this is not something you should inquire about. Stop talking nonsense and do it." He waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to act.

At the same time, he stretched out his finger to Si Qingfeng, and told the people behind him, "Title Douluo's life doesn't matter, but this person is useful and must be kept alive."

When the voice fell, those people were moved by the wind.

For a moment, the gate of the hell killing field was filled with blood and power.

Wu Qian stood aside, ready to guard against unforeseen needs.

He didn't make a move, but stared at Si Qingfeng.

In his opinion, the other party is most likely also a Title Douluo, if he launches a sneak attack on these law enforcers, he can quickly help them.

A faster Titled Douluo came to the old poison first, and all of them were targeting the old poison.

Facing these people, the old poison was not afraid, he turned his hand and took out a scepter, and stabbed at the people who were close to him.

I saw that the top of the scepter was full of green light, and a cloud of thick fog was sprayed out, covering the opponent in an instant.

The sudden change made the titled Douluo unable to dodge in time, trapped in the poisonous fog.

Everyone was shocked. The soul guide in the title Douluo's hand seemed to be more powerful than the soul guide that Si Qingfeng was selling now.

Wu Qian turned to look at him, guessing in his heart that maybe he could make a higher-level soul guide.

Thinking of this, Wu Qian calmed down and shouted loudly, "Stop!"

Turning to face Si Qingfeng, bowed deeply, "I hope Master will forgive me, it's because I don't know Taishan with my eyes."

He knew very well that a person who could create such a powerful soul tool was definitely not an ordinary Titled Douluo.

And from the beginning to the end, Wu Qian was even more afraid of the other party's unmoved appearance.

Hearing his words, the people on the Killing Fields of Hell and the law enforcement officers in the Killing City all stopped.

Seeing this, Si Qingfeng was thoughtful, and waved his hand to signal the old poison to stop attacking.

The other party just shot recklessly, and now he apologizes to himself and salutes respectfully, there is no need for him to be unforgiving.

The old poison put away his scepter, waved his hand, and the green fog in the air dissipated.

Si Qingfeng looked at Wu Qian with a smile, "How about it, do you still buy these soul guides?"

Wu Qian hesitated, "Buy!"

After hearing what he said, Si Qingfeng raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, then pay."

After the other party took away the soul guide and paid enough Bloody Marys, Si Qingfeng took out another twenty soul guides from the storage bag, placed them on the table, and changed the price from [-] to [-].

Seeing this, the guard ran to report to Wu Qian, Wu Qian reluctantly said "I see" and dismissed the guard.

He walked into the dark room alone, stretched out his hand, and drew a circle in the air. Immediately afterwards, he also turned into a cloud of blood mist, absorbed by the circle he drew, and disappeared.

In the depths of the Slaughter City, in a vast pool of blood, sat a handsome young man with his hands on his lap, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be cultivating.

The blood climbed up his body and disappeared when it reached the lower abdomen.

(End of this chapter)