A copy of Douluo's world

"You should understand that if you want power, you must take on the responsibilities you want to bear."

Na'er frowned and said dissatisfied: "You are really annoying."

After complaining about Gu Yue, Na'er tried to open the car door and found that it was locked, "These guys."

Na'er looked at Wei Feng outside through the car window, her purple eyes showing concern. Although they didn't know each other long enough, Wei Feng still made Na'er feel very good.

"You will win." Na'er whispered firmly.

"How did I lose?" Wei Feng asked as he looked at the three big men.

"Insanity!"

The leader, a middle-aged man with a mustache, held a baseball bat in his hand. When the first spirit ring was shining, the baseball bat hit Wei Feng's left arm with a whistling wind.

Click!

Mustache suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and goosebumps rose up on his body. A long knife that was half ice blue and half black and purple stood between him and Wei Feng. The biting cold air came out of this magic knife. of.

"That's it?"

Wei Feng raised his head and looked at his mustache with an arrogant and disdainful look. If he wanted to fuck himself, he should weigh his weight.

click!

The mustache was cut back with a sword. The strong force made the mustache take five steps back. The mustache frowned. His martial spirit was actually attached with a layer of ice crystals. Not only that, his soul power also received this Under the influence of the hungry and cold air, the movement of soul power began to stagnate.

The mustache's eyes became serious. Such a guy would not be something the Fu family could offend when he grew up. The mustache said to the two people behind him: "This kid is too evil. Come together, kill him, and then surrender."

The two big men behind looked at each other and rushed towards Wei Feng at the same time.

Wei Feng frowned. These guys wanted to kill him, so there was no need for him to hold back.

Makino, who was far away in the kitchen of the forging room, made a call after seeing this through Xiaohong and said: "Fu family, please handle it."

"Understood, suzerain."

The calls were quickly made to the Donghai City Municipal Government, but Fu Qingyu, who was at the center of the storm, had no idea about it.

At Liyuan Chemical Plant, Wei Feng also used his Sky Eye Martial Spirit for the first time.

Soul skills, mental detection.

Soul skills, soul impact.

Purple-gold light flashed from Wei Feng's vertical eyes, and the leader's mustache suddenly felt as if his head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he staggered violently.

The other two middle-aged men glanced at the mustache and rushed towards Wei Feng at the same time. A long knife and a pair of sharp claws attacked Wei Feng from both sides at the same time.

From Wei Feng's perspective, their movements, even the changes in soul power and the movement of soul power were clearly shown in Wei Feng's mental detection. It was somewhat similar to the perspective trick used in previous chicken games, but it was much more powerful than the perspective trick. , after all, you can also predict your opponent's actions.

Wei Feng's shoulders sank and he took a step forward. He raised the magic sword in his hand to the upper right. Dark gold and golden thunder appeared on Wei Feng's magic sword at the same time.

Tear!

The body-protecting soul skills released by the soul master with the wolf spirit immediately confronted the sharpness of Wei Feng's magic sword.

However, after possessing the ultimate ice attribute of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, the Demon Sword has another ability to slow down the opponent. The paralysis effect of thunder coupled with the slowness effect of the ultimate ice, the Wolf Martial Soul Soul Lord's muscles twitched briefly. For a moment.

But in battles between soul masters, the outcome is often decided by a hair's breadth, and any oversight may become a foreshadowing of failure.

"what……"

The Wolf Martial Soul Soul Lord screamed, Wei Feng's magic knife had been inserted into his abdomen, the extremely cold power quickly froze the wound, and followed the blood towards the Wolf Martial Soul Soul Lord's body. After one strike, the Soul Lord Completely lost combat effectiveness.

Wei Feng's movements did not stop at all. He drew out the magic sword and moved it backwards, blocking the sword of the long-sword martial soul master. The gap between the two martial arts was too big. Even if the long-sword martial soul master attacked Wei Feng Du did not take any advantage of Wei Feng.

"Come on, kill me, kill me!"

Wei Feng gave up using his soul skills, and instead struck at the opponent in front of him with one knife after another. The pure power made the soul master unable to resist.

clang, clang, clang...

Using the skill of the random cloak hammer method, Wei Feng's sword was faster than the other and heavier than the last.

Until cracks appeared in the martial soul of the long-sword martial soul soul master.

"Is this a fucking human?"

That soul master with the long-sword martial spirit just wanted to scold his mother. Is he a six-year-old brat?What kind of joke are you making?

At this moment, the mustached man who had already calmed down suddenly appeared behind Wei Feng, holding a baseball bat in both hands. After he recovered, he did not make a sound, but quietly approached Wei Feng, intending to give this boy who did not know the heights of the sky high. A coup de grâce.

The baseball rolled close to Wei Feng's head with the whistling wind, and it was over. The mustache told himself this, and at the same time, he also mourned for Wei Feng in his heart. Boy, give birth to a good child in your next life!

boom!

Just like a watermelon, a head exploded, but it wasn't Wei Feng's...

At the last moment when the stick hit the mustache, Wei Feng actually squatted down as if there were eyes on the back of his head, so the mustache hit his companion's head.

The moment Wei Feng squatted down, he knocked the mustache down with a sweeping kick, and then nailed the mustache to the ground with the magic knife in his hand.

call……

Wei Feng took a breath and looked at the scene of watermelon juice all over the place. He felt nauseous, and then slowly walked towards the soul car where Na'er was held.

Click.

After breaking the car glass with one punch, Wei Feng opened the car door, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go home for dinner."

Na'er looked at Wei Feng with a cute expression and said, "What about these people?"

Wei Feng said: "Call the police and leave it to the police."

"Oh, okay." Na'er took Wei Feng's hand and got out of the car. She looked at Wei Feng and didn't know what to say, but Na'er didn't want what happened today to happen again. She really didn't want it...

Donghai Municipal Government.

"Hey, yes, I'm Fu Qingyu, what's wrong?"

"You Fu family really don't know what to say."

"what?"

Fu Qingyu was confused, hung up the soul guide phone, blocked the number that had just been called, and said: "What a retarded thing, how come it has my number."

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the office door, and Fu Qingyu opened the door and said, "Who is it? Didn't I tell you that today's meeting will be postponed?"

A young man wearing black clothes and sunglasses stood outside the door and said: "FBI."

Fu Qingyu's expression changed and she said, "FBI, what are you looking for me for?"

"You'll know when you go in."