People plant sunflowers in Douluo

Chapter 22 Your Majesty, there were so many people just now, I have already knelt down for you
"Master, the scorching fire is right up ahead. His real name is Zhang Wei, but he is just an abandoned son of the Zhang family." Wang Teng walked in front, guiding the way.

The old man behind him just followed him, watching the people in front of the valley. He always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't understand where this feeling came from.

"Zhang Wei, get over here quickly, Master Soul Sage is here, why don't you come to see him?" Wang Teng didn't speak, Zhang Xiaofan behind him roared first.

Obviously they are all from the Zhang family, that Zhang Wei is still a collateral child, and he has become a great soul master, this makes Zhang Xiaofan almost flushed with jealousy.

Although the other party is a useless martial soul, the soul guide in his hand is indeed very strong, and at this moment he just uses the might of the soul saint around him to compare.

Dugu Bo was already ready to let go of his aura, but when he heard the other party's shout, he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "It's interesting."

Thinking about him as a titled Douluo, it seems that he has never displayed such a great prestige, and for a while, he continued to hold back his thoughts for some reason.

Zhang Wei beside him knew very well what Dugu Bo meant, didn't he just want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?If it weren't for his lack of strength now, he would have done it by himself.

So I'm not used to that Zhang Xiaofan: "Who is so and so? Make your voice louder, I can't hear you!"

Looking at Zhang Wei who was shouting with his mouth in his hands, the footsteps of several people on the small road stopped, Wang Teng first glanced at his master, and saw that the other party was not angry.

Only then did he respond to Zhang Wei's words: "Xiaowei, this is a rare opportunity for you, if it weren't for the fact that you are my nephew, my master would not have come here.

Why don't you rush over to greet me, so as not to neglect my master and hurt my peace at that time. "

One master at a time, a tone of giving to Zhang Wei, and that haughty expression on his face, as if he could be favored, which is a rare blessing that has been cultivated for hundreds of years.

"Oh? What is harmony? Can it be eaten? How much is it per catty?" Zhang Wei's nonchalant expression made the old man somewhat uncomfortable.

He has been quietly observing for a long time, and confirmed that there is no powerful existence around Zhang Wei, a lazy middle-aged man, who seems to be the strength of a soul master.

That black panther was also a hundred-year-old soul beast, and it could have fallen down with a slap if it rushed up. On the contrary, the pair of sisters looked particularly interesting.

One cold and one hot, so that the old man's withered heart was a little restless at the moment, and he hadn't met such a stomach-friendly sister for some years.

Thinking of this, the old man didn't wait too long, the aura belonging to the soul sage was suddenly released, and the whole valley was surrounded by this aura for a while.

For a while, Zhang Wei and his two sisters trembled under the momentum, and Dugu Bo didn't offer to help. It would be good for these young people to experience the majesty of the strong.

The old man maintained his momentum, let out a pair of wings behind him, stopped every step, and walked towards the thatched cottage while maintaining his posture in the air.

The momentum pressed down on the four of them layer by layer. The black panther had already fainted, so he couldn't feel this force, but the three of them were almost untenable.

Only then did Zhang Wei feel the power of the strong. As for Dugu Bo?Until now, he only regarded the other party as an uncle, and had never felt power.

The original distance of 30 meters, the old man insisted on walking for 2 minutes before coming over. Zhang Wei's lower lip was almost bitten, and his whole body was already wet with sweat.

"Although I don't mind your sarcasm, the strong have their majesty. Boy, you still have a lot to learn. Since you don't have parents, let me teach you."

The words in the old man's mouth were extremely sharp, but Zhang Wei's defense was instantly broken by the word "parents" at the end. After all, they were also his parents!
"Old bastard, if you can't speak, you don't have to. No one will think you are dumb!" He raised the turret in his hand, which was his own martial soul, the superimposed power of ten pea shooters.

Zhang Weizhi can feel the power, and he can defeat the great soul master if he is as good as the sky, but in front of him is a two-level soul saint, which he cannot resist.

But who said that if you can't beat him, you have to admit cowardly. He forgot about Dugu Bo at this time, and just wanted to fuck the other party. As for life and death?That's for later.

"Hehe, it's really a bastard, it's okay, teach this thing, and then I will come back to Wuhun Temple with me, and I can teach you slowly." There was an undisguised ambition in his eyes.

Apparently the old man had already discovered the value of Zhang Wei, and saw the bird's claw sticking out from his hand. He was not afraid of the soul guide, but just wanted to win a little more prettiness.

"Die to me!" Two shells shot out suddenly, and at the same time in the valley behind, the peashooters in front of the thatched huts also raised their heads at the same time.

Even if I don't lie to you, I want to let you know that bad breath does not involve family members, this is common sense!
A total of twelve shells were fired at the same time, showing three long lines flying towards the old man, and the speed of the first two was not much weaker than that of the Great Soul Master.

The two sides of the valley were narrow, and the old man who didn't have much room for maneuver directly chose to resist, "Second Soul Skill Wind Blade!" The wings shook rapidly, and wind blades scattered out.

Here, Zhang Wei didn't wait for the result. The fort in his hand never stopped, and the peas kept shooting out. He chose the parabola very strangely.

The old man's wind blade blocked 90% of the peas, but there were still a few shots that hit his wings directly, and the wings originally condensed by soul power suddenly scattered.

The old man fell to the ground without checking. Although he was not injured, he lost face.

"The fourth soul skill Blade Storm!" Some people said in a panic, and the sharp green wings spread out, creating a huge storm.

The strong wind swept through the wings and came directly towards the thatched cottage. This time it was not a lesson, but wanted to severely injure Zhang Wei, or even kill him.

"Boom!" The gust of wind was crushed by a soaring aura just after it blew, and the sword storm hadn't exerted its power, only flying wings were left.

"Although you are very good, there is a very good saying. The strong has its own majesty. Boy, you have provoked me. This time, let's see who is the strong!"

The apparently normal face exuded a monstrous aura at the moment. Although the spirit ring on his body hadn't dissipated, the old man knelt directly on the ground.

His eyes froze directly, and he muttered from time to time: "Fold...Title Douluo!" In the end, he still shouted these words sharply.

Nine soul rings emerged one after the other, Dugu Bo stepped into the air, no one dared to stand beside him, and even lost the courage to look directly at him.

"I heard that you are very powerful. I heard that you are going to educate other people's parents. Now let me try to see if you have the qualifications." Dugu Bo has already come to the old man.

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Dugu Bo directly stepped on the other party's face on the ground with his big foot, and the severe beating began.

(End of this chapter)