Douluo: Dominate the world from common people

After Cheng Feng walked out of the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena, he went out and looked around on the street. His eyes were full of worry and urgency.

Just now, he received a letter saying that old Jack had been kidnapped. Those who kidnapped him left a letter for him.

The content of the letter is: Jack is in our hands. If you don't want anything to happen to him, just come out alone. If you see a man in yellow, follow him.

Thinking of this, he kept scanning his surroundings, but even though he looked through the autumn water, he still didn't see the person in yellow clothes mentioned in the letter.

At this time, Cheng Feng's eyes suddenly condensed.

Because a middle-aged man in yellow clothes appeared.

At this time, Cheng Feng no longer cared about how Old Jack was kidnapped, so he followed the man in yellow closely.

After passing through seven streets and nine alleys, he came to a very secluded alley. He saw the man in yellow clothes in front of him stopped.

The next moment, the man in yellow suddenly turned his head, looked at Cheng Feng and grinned, "Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, should I call you Luo Sifu, Bu Jinyun, or Cheng Feng?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's face suddenly turned cold.

"What about people?"

"Don't be anxious! Isn't the famous Holy Son of Wuhun Palace curious about how I know?"

There was a burst of surprise in Cheng Feng's eyes.

"Uh? From what you're saying, is there some way to do this?"

"If the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace wants to know, I can help answer this question. It's just that-"

"Just what?"

"I went through a lot of trouble to obtain this information, no matter what, at least this amount."

Cheng Feng's eyes turned cold as he looked at the other party and stretched out a finger.

"What do you mean?"

"One price, one hundred thousand gold soul coins."

Cheng Feng smiled lightly, "Who said I wanted to know!"

The man in yellow's face stiffened when he heard this, looking a little ugly.

"Don't you care about old Jack's safety?"

Looking at the other party with some anxiety, Cheng Feng's brain was working rapidly and he had some doubts about him.

"It seems that you are from the Xueqing River side?"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Feng stared at the other party closely.

In Cheng Feng's opinion, the only person who might know his true identity is Xue Qinghe.

When he saw the opponent's figure clearly paused, Cheng Feng understood.

"Logically speaking, if Xue Qinghe met me, he shouldn't use such despicable methods. No matter what, he would compete with me openly. Could it be that you are an undercover agent lurking next to Xue Qinghe? You are not Xue Qinghe people!"

When the man in yellow heard this, he looked at Cheng Feng in shock.

"How could you—"

Looking at the man in yellow who was hesitant to speak, Cheng Feng smiled.

"It seems that you are looking for death. I can give you a ride."

The man in yellow was shocked when he heard Cheng Feng's indifferent words. He clapped his hands and said, "I have to say that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is different."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice that I'm surrounded by people all around?"

Seeing the man in yellow suddenly raise the corners of his mouth, Cheng Feng suddenly turned around and looked around.

There were teams of men and horses at the front, back, left and right, all dressed in black.

Soon, Cheng Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the man in yellow's calm look in surprise, "Were you just pretending?"

"Well, pretending is too ugly. This is just a strategy I use. Otherwise, how can I attract your attention? After all, you are the high-ranking Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng looked coldly at the terrifying murderous intent in the other person's eyes.

"Do you think you want to kill me just because of these people?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Facing the other party's nonchalant attitude, Cheng Feng couldn't help but wonder, could the other party have some hidden back-up plan?

However, no matter what, the best strategy is to capture the king first and capture the opponent first.

The next moment, Cheng Feng immediately summoned the martial spirit-the Death Scythe.

At the same time, four soul rings floated behind him, the colors were yellow, purple, purple and black.

This scene caused the man in yellow's complexion to change drastically, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"The second soul ring is actually purple, and the fourth soul ring is even black! How is this possible?"

The man in yellow exclaimed.

Cheng Feng ignored the other party's surprise. He was holding the Death Sickle in his hand. In an instant, the first soul ring behind him suddenly lit up. Cheng Feng shouted in a low voice: "Heavenly Thunder Death!"

In an instant, Cheng Feng turned into a blue arc of lightning and ran towards the man in yellow at a very fast speed.

The man in yellow was startled and quickly backed away. At the same time, he shouted: "Stop him, and be sure to kill the villain!"

As soon as the man in yellow finished speaking, the men in black from all directions attacked Cheng Feng.

Each of them lit up their soul rings. They were all soul sects and had four soul rings.Moreover, the color of each of their soul rings also remains the same: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple.

In the blink of an eye, there was a loud shout from all around.

"Powerful Bull Demonic Palm!" "Water Wave Palm!"

"Smoke filled!!" "Collapse of thousands of miles!"

......

Dozens of soul skill attacks were all directed towards Cheng Feng.

Cheng Fengben's advancing body couldn't help but stagnate, and his face turned cold, "Since you are seeking death, then I will grant you death!"

The next moment, Cheng Feng glanced indifferently at the men in black around him. The fourth soul ring behind him suddenly became much brighter, "Thunder God Super Scythe Formation!!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of thunderbolts turned into thunder dragons and flew towards the men in black in all directions.

"Chichi!"

"what--"

Screams suddenly sounded around.

Not long after, a burning smell began to fill the air.

But the thunder dragon transformed into thunder was still ravaging the man in black, causing a scream.

Time is flying quickly.

In less than a cup of tea, there were not many men in black left standing around. As for the others, they were all lying on the ground twitching, their bodies were blackened, and they were moaning and screaming.

The man in yellow looked at this scene not far away, his eyes almost popped out!

"how can that be?"

Cheng Feng suddenly looked at the man in yellow, murderous intent rolling in his eyes.

The man in yellow was suddenly targeted by Cheng Feng. Looking at the people who were still standing in the field, he bit the bullet and said, "Fuck them all. Even if it means death, I have to stop him!"

Having said this, the man in yellow didn't hesitate at all. He ran wildly in one direction.

Cheng Feng was about to intercept him, but he didn't expect that the men in black still standing in the field stepped forward to hold him back one by one.

From the looks of it, they were planning to buy time for the man in yellow to escape!

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng looked at the men in black, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Since you are blocking me, then you should bear my anger well!"

The next moment, Cheng Feng's second soul ring suddenly became much brighter, and he shouted, "Thunder Death Wings!!"

Cheng Feng holds the spirit of the Death Scythe. A pair of black wings will quickly appear from his back. Then, he will fly into the air and wave the scythe with his hands. Each time he swings the scythe, his wings will be generated. Hundreds of wind blades, and in just a few dozen breaths, there were ten thousand more wind blades in the field, basically covering all the men in black.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

......

This sound kept echoing back and forth in the field, accompanied by the screams of the men in black.

However, Cheng Feng showed no mercy and kept waving his death sickle.

Soon, death appeared on the field.

The first, the second...

After a short time, the blood on the ground turned into a stream, but the color of the stream was red.

As for the men in black lying on the ground, they could never stand up again.

Because at this moment, they all have hundreds of holes in their bodies, and each hole is constantly bleeding out, and it cannot be stopped.

Moreover, the blood flowing from some bodies has dried up.

For a moment, the smell of blood in the field was so strong that it was nauseating.

Cheng Feng, who was holding the death sickle in both hands, fell silent when he saw this.

He didn't know why these people came to kill him, maybe it was just because of his status as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

He suddenly thought of what Ning Fengzhi had said to him before, and he thought deeply about it.

He will definitely go to Bibi Dong to find out who these people are who came to assassinate him.

Because as expected, he always felt that he had been cheated by Bibi Dong.

She must have put herself on the bright side, promoted her reputation everywhere, promoted herself, and thus used herself as a shield for her disciple Hu Liena.

Even if she dies, Bibi Dong probably won't have any emotional fluctuations.

He is self-aware that he cannot compare with Hu Liena, who is more important to her.

However, in the next moment, Cheng Feng rolled his eyes and said, "In that case, I can't help myself if I don't make good use of the power of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!"

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng smiled coldly.

He looked at the direction where the man in yellow had fled, and murmured to himself: "If you cut the grass without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze will bring new growth! And we must interrogate him carefully about old Jack's affairs!"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Feng shouted: "Nine flashes of moon steps!!!"

It turned into a blue lightning, gliding rapidly in the air, preparing to chase in the direction of the man in yellow.

However, at this moment, with a "Whoosh!", a sword blade struck behind Cheng Feng as fast as a meteor, causing Cheng Feng's expression to change drastically.