Douluo: My Wuhun is the Eye of Jianjigu

Chapter 120 Angry Flanders, mysterious Jin Duoduo (four thousand and four chapters!)

"This...how is this possible!"

There was silence in the hall for a while. The ordinary people had already escaped completely. However, the group of soul masters who had completely arrived at a safe place had their eyes wide open. They kept looking at Yan Yihe's left hand, which was gradually losing vitality and was as big as a cattail leaf fan on the ground. Move back.

"He... he actually... actually tore off the hand of the Ogre Bull Demon?"

A soul master swallowed hard and looked at the young boy who was standing in front of the furious Stone Niu without paying any attention at all. His eyes were full of shock.

Is it

Which sect's genius came out to experience this?

but

With his appearance, he must be in his teens at most!

A teenage soul saint?

This is impossible!

If any sect produces such a genius, it is impossible for there to be no news at all.

"I...I saw it right!"

A female soul master who struggled to get up from the ground couldn't help raising her sleeves and wiped her eyes fiercely.

But the facts are right in front of them.

The young man in front of him actually tore off the left hand of the Ogre Bull Demon with one blow. That... was such a terrifying power.

"Yan Yi, come back quickly, that is Soul Saint, you are no match!"

And at this time

After being stung by the poisonous sting on Tang San's vine just now, Ma Hongjun, who was feeling dizzy, finally reacted. After subconsciously taking two steps forward, he hit the table at the front desk with a plop.

His forehead was hit by a sharp table corner, and bright red blood suddenly poured out in large streams as if it was for free.

just

He lowered his head and glanced at the large and small wounds all over his body that had begun to ooze pus. Among them, the most serious wounds on his arms had already festered and turned into pus, exposing the white bones.

"Oh no, that boy Tang San is actually serious."

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He never expected that he would fall into the hands of a new student from the same college. Tang San... he really planned to kill him.

His body shook for a while. After being supported by the front desk clerk, he no longer cared about himself, but immediately looked at the center of the hall.

Subsequently

His pupils shrank sharply.

He saw Dai Mubai, who was leaning against the wall with his head lowered and unsure of his life or death. Then he suddenly raised his head and saw Zhu Zhuqing flying upside down in the air with his eyes closed and his face pale. A big hole was opened in his chest, and the blood was dripping. The place is exactly where the heart is.

"Dead...dead, how could this happen..."

Regret and guilt swallowed his heart completely.

If Xiao Wu hadn't jumped up and caught Zhu Zhuqing's body, she might have hit the wall behind the front desk.

"Hey, you fat guy, don't you even care about the wounded?"

After falling back to where she was, Xiao Wu couldn't help but complain.

If she hadn't reacted quickly just now, Zhu Zhuqing would have been injured again.

However, she had already checked Zhu Zhuqing's injuries as soon as she landed. Although the wound on her chest was very shocking, at this time, her heart's original position was revealed, and strands of fleshy sprouts were twisting and intertwined crazily. , has grown a small heart the size of a walnut, beating wildly.

After the heart grew to such a size, the repair speed slowed down obviously, but... Xiao Wu could notice with the naked eye that the current small heart was still slowly getting bigger.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with Zhu Zhuqing. She was fed a meat bun by Xiao Yan just now."

Although she complained about Ma Hongjun just now, Xiao Wu still quickly told Zhu Zhuqing's current situation to avoid any accidents happening to Ma Hongjun, who had been blaming himself just now.

But Ma Hongjun, who had lowered his head, could not listen at all, and his already weak body was trembling continuously.

The waiter carefully avoided the wounds on Ma Hongjun's body. He glanced at Ma Hongjun with some worry, his face hidden in the shadows, and asked hesitantly: "Are you...are you okay?"

Who knows

Ma Hongjun suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at Tang San, who was currently being strangled by the stone cow.

"Tang San!"

Annoyance, guilt, anger.

It was obviously just a quarrel, how could he, how dare he, really kill him next time.

But now

Dai Mubai didn't know he was dead, Zhu Zhuqing was dead, and he... was about to die too.

He could feel that the vitality in his body was constantly passing away. Originally, the soul power in his body could counteract the corrosion from toxins, but because he wasted a lot of soul power when he ran away before, his flesh and blood could no longer resist the erosion from toxins. Perhaps It won't take long for the toxins in his body to completely turn him into a puddle of pus.

"Go to hell, Tang San!"

Angry in his heart, Ma Hongjun pushed the waiter away, completely gave up on resisting the toxins in his body, and drained all his soul power at once.

"The first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Wire!"

There was an evil phoenix cry, and the somewhat sluggish Evil Fire Phoenix appeared behind him, with a yellow soul ring spinning slowly under his feet.

Then a flaming chicken, only the size of a fist, galloped towards Tang San.

After doing all this, Ma Hongjun shook and collapsed directly to the ground, but his eyes were fixed on Tang San, full of hope.

At least

At least let yourself kill Tang San!

Otherwise, even if he died, he would not be able to feel at ease.

Center of the hall

"Which sect are you from?"

Even though the anger in his heart continued to surge and grow, Shi Niu still suppressed his anger and his tone was full of fear. Although he couldn't believe it, the bursts of pain in his bloody wrist reminded him.

The young man in front of him had a faint smile on his face, was wearing white clothes, and was shrouded in blood mist. He was not afraid of himself at all. Just now, he really tore off his left hand with just one blow.

Even though his mind was completely filled with bloodthirsty rage, he still maintained the last trace of sanity.

Soul Saint!

This kid definitely has the strength of a Soul Saint. Even if he underestimated his opponent just now, he would not be able to throw away a palm so easily. Otherwise, how would he have been able to survive the pursuit of the Spirit Palace until he was killed by the Great Soul Fighting Arena? The forces behind the scenes are preserved.

Shi Niu was extremely fearful.

What is the background of this young man?

How could he get together with the people from Shrek Academy?

"kindness?"

Suddenly, he noticed a stabbing attack coming from his right side.

After seeing out of the corner of his eye that it was Fatty Shrek's soul skill, a look of sullenness appeared on his face.

If he hadn't been targeted by the kid in front of him and didn't dare to move at all, he would have killed Ma Hongjun long ago. Anyway, he has long coveted the soul master who possesses the top beast martial soul in Douluo Continent. His heart will Wouldn't it be more beautiful than imagined?

Stone Niu didn't move at all.

Tang San, whose eyes were about to be pinched out by that huge force, was in despair. Looking at the flaming chicken that kept approaching him, he could only roar in his heart.

Because he had summoned a large number of vines before when he was frantically summoning vines and resisting the attack of the Stone Ox, so that even if he possessed Xuantian Kung, there was not much soul power left in his body at this time, and he could not withstand the power contained in the weak Flame Chicken. .

Once hit, he will die!

How could this be!

How could he, Tang San, die under such a weak and ridiculous attack?

If he had a choice, he would rather die in the hands of the Soul Saint, the Ogre Bull Demon.

dying!

Tang San could already smell the stench of his hair being burned by the high temperature.

The blazing heat even made his eyeballs extremely dry and painful.

"Enough, stop it!"

"Stone Cow stop!"

A shout sounded.

"The fourth soul skill: Air Blade!"

"The first soul skill: money on the ground!"

almost the same time

Two almost transparent invisible wind blades pressed against Tang San's cheeks, one cutting the flaming chicken into pieces, and the other attacking Stone Niu's hand that tightly strangled Tang San's neck.

The air blade was so sharp that even if it hadn't hit yet, Shi Niu could still feel the tingling sensation from his fingers.

"You must let go, otherwise your fingers may be broken!"

Shi Niu frowned, and...

Sensing a familiar aura, even though he was unwilling to do so, he still let go and moved out of the way, letting Tang San fall to the ground. The missing air blade directly penetrated the wall behind him and disappeared without a trace.

A copper coin with a diameter of two meters and a height of two meters with a square hole in the middle fell from the sky and directly trapped the stone cow to death.

"Dean?"

Yan Yi glanced at Flanders who walked quickly to his side in surprise, although Yan Yi had already discovered his traces as early as the moment Flanders appeared.

"You did a great job!"

After noticing that Yan Yi showed no signs of injury, Flender's eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not ask, and it was not convenient to say more at this time.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'm afraid the side effects will be huge!"

After his sharp eyes like an eagle fell on Shi Niu, Flanders stood in front of Yan Yi and ordered: "Stop this secret technique quickly!"

As a member of the Golden Iron Triangle who traveled to Douluo Continent and gained considerable fame, he naturally knew that Yan Yi must have activated some kind of terrible secret technique, otherwise... a talented person with extremely rich experience How could an 11-year-old boy have the strength of a Soul Saint? Do you really think that Flanders lived for so many years in vain?

And

Flender's heart sank, and his face looked a little ugly.

Although he didn't know Yan Yi's situation at this time, he knew one thing very well. The secret technique that can make people jump across four realms and more than 40 levels must be extremely expensive.

There is never a free lunch in this world.

It's just that it's the same as his own. Because of the forcible promotion, a large amount of soul power is constantly dissipating crazily every moment. Coupled with the blood that keeps leaching out of Yan Yi's body and instantly turning into blood mist, it can completely cover Yan Yi's body. Flanders knew very well that the blood mist was caused by the violent soul power in Yan Yi's body forcing the blood out. He could not control the sudden increase in soul power by hundreds of times.

"I see, Dean!"

Yan nodded, then canceled the dispatch, and the soul rings disappeared instantly, returning to the martial soul library silently.

"puff···"

The violent soul power in his body dissipated instantly, but because of this, under the pressure of internal and external shocks, Yan Yi's internal organs were instantly damaged, and a mouthful of blood blurted out.

Yan Yi fell to the ground, quickly mobilized his remaining soul power to make a big meat bun and ate it, then he barely regained some strength.

But even so

He couldn't move at all.

Even if his food-type martial soul can produce food that instantly restores soul power to the body and restores injuries, but he uses scheduling to forcibly upgrade to the realm of soul saint, even if he has the strength to upgrade to the title level, he still has a splitting headache at this time , trembling all over.

It can even be said that if it hadn't been for the five years of continuous practice, he would have been unable to move at this time.

You must know that Yan Yi's whole body and every muscle has become an individual. In layman's terms, it is like meat. When it is not cancelled, it can still maintain continuous destruction under the terrifying soul power. Once the continuous repair process is cancelled, Yan Yi or anyone else would die on the spot.

After noticing Yan Yi's movement behind him, Flender's expression became even more ugly.

Flanders knew very well about Stone Ox, the cannibal bull demon in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, that he was a vicious and notorious soul master. It was only because there was no conflict of interest with him that he didn't mind his own business.

And when he saw Ma Hongjun lying limply on the ground with his white bones exposed, Dai Mubai unconscious against the wall, and Zhu Zhuqing with a horrific wound on his chest, Flender's face became even more distorted. Standing up, he shouted sternly: "I don't care about your previous behavior, but... you dare to touch my students, Shi Niu, you... deserve to die!"

Whether it's Tang Hao or Blood Dragon Douluo Yan Wudi, these two titled Douluo have only been away for less than a day. Now that the two of them have become like this, if he had been a little later, I'm afraid that most of his students would have died. .

"Ahem...kill, kill him, Dean!"

Tang San, who was paralyzed on the ground and had lost all strength in his body, struggled to raise his head after coughing violently, looking at Shi Niu with hatred, "He killed Zhu Zhuqing, and I don't know whether Brother Dai is alive or dead!"

As soon as these words came out, Flanders' eyes immediately turned red.

Especially when he saw the blood on the corner of Shi Niu's mouth and the pink flesh between his teeth as he grinned provocatively at him, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Flanders, who was always known for his calmness and cunning, saw soul rings appear under his feet, and his soul power became violent. He raised his hand to attack the stone cow who was trapped and unable to move.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a chubby, short fleshy hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Flanders' arm.

"Dean Flanders, you are going to shout and kill my men in front of me. This... is not good!"

Yan Yi looked at the fat man in front of him, who was only about 1.6 meters tall and as thick as a wine barrel, with a face full of fat. He smiled and even his eyes disappeared, and he was a little curious.

Flanders, who was able to stop his rage in an instant, must be at the Soul Saint level.

"Dean, kill him!"

Tang San smashed his fists on the ground, crying blood.

"Jin Duoduo, let me go!"

Flanders's eyes were red, and his lustful eyes fell on the fat man Jin Duoduo.

The latter was not afraid at all, the fat on his face shook a little, and he laughed.

"Dean, since something happened to your student in our Great Soul Fighting Arena, and it was my people who took action, then I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer, Jin Duoduo, but...after the matter is completely clear! "

"Are you right, little brother!"

Jin Duoduo glanced at Yan Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a pale face, with his fat eyes, and said with a smile.

"Laughing Tiger!"

Yan Yi didn't answer.

He always felt that the fat man with a smile in front of him was the kind of guy who would ostensibly call you a brother and stab you with a straight face.

Seeing that Yan Yi didn't answer, Jin Duoduo understood clearly. He knew that this young man might have used some secret technique, and the fear in his heart subsided a little. Then he raised his hand and pointed at the many soul masters gathered behind him, and smiled unhurriedly. Said: "There are so many people here, just ask anyone, wouldn't it be clear?"

(End of this chapter)