Douluo: Don’t be a licker

"Bold, how dare you be rude to Your Majesty!"

The man in black immediately stepped in front of Qian Daoliu, and seven soul rings slowly rose from his feet.

Soul ring: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black

Facing the sword light, he punched it without fear.

Fifth soul skill: [Overlord Fist]

On the fist, on the outside of the gravel, on the inside of the King Kong.

This punch looks ordinary, but it is actually powerful.

If it was the previous Gorefiend, he would not dare to be presumptuous, but now...

He is just a great soul master, and he doesn't pay attention to such a strength.

This black-clothed shadow guard turned out to be a level 72 strong attack soul emperor!

Wuhundian, indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Seeing that this person didn't take him seriously, Song Wuxin suddenly smiled grimly, an extremely indifferent smile, as if waving to death.

"No, go back!"

Although Qian Daoliu finally saw the unusualness of this sword, it was still too late.

The sword of blood fiend had pierced through the black-clothed shadow guard's iron fist, and blood spurted out, almost splashing on Qian Daoliu's body.

The sword was so fast that he only hesitated for a moment before he was unable to stop it.

He is a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, with the body of a demigod!

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, and two men in black appeared again, helping the injured man down.

Only then did he take a serious look at Song Wuxin.

The sword transformed by the soul power in Song Wuxin's hand quickly dissipated, and he slightly bowed his hands to Qianxun Ji, with a respectful expression, "I don't know if the crown will come, I have offended you so much, I hope you will forgive me."

Qian Daoliu also showed his generosity and said nothing about what happened just now.

"That move just now was very simple. Does it have a name?"

"Your Majesty, this soul skill was created by chance and I found it naturally in my spare time. I practiced it in front of you and made you laugh. This move is called: Quick Sword!"

On the Douluo Continent, although self-created soul skills are rare, it is not a secret.

Qian Daoliu nodded and said nothing.

In his mind, Song Wuxin's strength was estimated to be even higher.

Now it seems that Song Wuxin's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

There are too many secrets in this person.

"I'm just passing by here. Since you are injured, you should recuperate. Dong'er is back. I'll go see her."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

After watching Qian Daoliu leave, Song Wuxin also turned and left the room.

Turn around and close the door...

Looking away, there is actually a person hidden under the curtain.

And this person is exactly the same as Song Wuxin who just closed the door and came in, the two are simply carved out of the same mold, so similar!

The two looked at each other, and silently said "fit!"

The two are completely integrated into one.

It turned out that the person just now was just a doppelgänger.

Song Wuxin had just sneaked into the Wuhun Hall, and before he became one with the clone, he sensed the sudden arrival of Qian Daoliu, so the scene just happened.

In fact, Qian Daoliu's perception was not wrong. This clone was indeed only at the level of a great soul master.

After all, it is a clone, and the strength is still far from the main body.

The reason why he decided to attack Qian Daoliu just now was actually to temporarily dispel his doubts about himself.

After the avatar returned to its place, the secondary personality suddenly appeared, glanced out the window, and said:

"He seems to be doubting you!"

"It doesn't matter. After tonight, Qian Xunji will be a dead person. By then, there is no need for me to hide anymore."

"Have you really decided to take action here? You have to think clearly, this is Wuhun City, the headquarters of Wuhun Palace, and there are so many powerful people! Even if you can really kill Qian Xunji, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Escape to death.”

Song Wuxin didn't answer his question, but made a joke with him like never before:

"If I die, the control of my body will belong to you. Isn't this a good thing for you?"

But it never occurred to him that the sub-personality remained silent for a long time after this sentence ended.

The two of them are one, and although they may have different opinions about each other from time to time, they are the only people in the world who are most connected.

He is also the most trustworthy person.

Every time they say they want a duel, it's actually a show of caring for each other, just playing around with each other.

Nine generations of reincarnation, countless times of betrayal, although they are different personalities, the encounters are the same.

Brothers and sisters, that's probably it.

In the rare quietness, Song Wuxin began to sit cross-legged, practice his skills, and adjust his state to the peak state.

There's a tough fight tonight.

This will be the most difficult time for him to come to this world. If there is a slight omission in the plan, it is very likely that he will die without a burial.

On the other side, Qian Daoliu called Bibi Dong to the main hall, saw that her expression was different, so he asked some questions with concern.

But at this moment, Bibi Dong was acting like a walking dead, asking questions about what she didn't know, umm, ahhh, all the answers were vague.

"You go down and rest first, and come see me again tomorrow!"

The majestic Saint of the Wuhun Palace was so lost and disoriented at the moment, and even a little disheveled. She looked so unbecoming.

Qian Daoliu felt a bit of resentment in his heart, and finally, he said: "Your teacher is back and seriously injured. Take time to see him."

Hearing these words, Bibi Dong's dim eyes finally glowed with a long-lost divine light.

"What, the teacher was injured? Who did it!"

After all, she had already run towards Chihiro Ji's bedroom.

Seeing the anxious look on her face, Qian Daoliu was somewhat relieved.

After so many years of training, it was finally not in vain.

His plan more than ten years ago, which only a few people knew about, now seems to be worth the money.

"Um!!!"

Seeing Bibi Dong's leaving back, Qian Daoliu suddenly remembered something.

He murmured in a low voice: "That secret method..."

There was a bit of hesitation, a bit of surprise, and finally a bit of... determination on his face!

Bibi Dong went to see Chihiro Ji.

At this time, Qian Xun Ji originally planned not to see anyone, but when he heard that Bibi Dong had come, he also had some strange thoughts in his heart, and the secret method that his father told him just now sounded in his mind...

"Teacher, are you okay?"

People were still outside the house when the sound came in.

"This this……"

After entering the house and seeing the severed arm, Bibi Dong was stunned, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The teacher is one of the strongest people in the world, how could he be hurt like this.

What happened while she was gone.

"You're back!"

His voice was a little strange, a little different from usual, as if it had some other flavor.

But at this time, Bibi Dong, who had just encountered a catastrophe, didn't notice this.

"Teacher, who did this, I'll kill him!!!"

Bibi Dong was very angry in her heart, she even lost her mind, her eyes were red.

Tears slowly moistened the eye sockets.

In this world, the only two people she cares about are her lover Yu Xiaogang and Qian Xunji, who has nurtured and taught her skills. They are also the two people she cares about the most.

But now, Yu Xiaogang is dead, and only Chihiro Ji is left.

She would never allow anyone to hurt her last concern in this world!