Douluo: Say I'm unfilial?Backhand join Wuhundian

"Just think about it and you will know who I am? The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, once I join your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, I will betray Wuhun Palace. You can imagine what the consequences will be, right?"

After listening to Wang Feng's words, Ning Huohuo fell into deep thought. Yes, if he betrays Wuhun Palace and joins our Qibao Glazed Sect, Wuhun Palace will definitely think that it is the envoy of Qibao Glazed Sect, and will definitely send people to encircle Qibao. Liuli Sect until both sides suffer losses.

Moreover, the Qibao Glazed Sect is not strong enough to compete with the Wuhun Palace, so the Qibao Glazed Sect will definitely suffer.

Ning Huohuo: "Well, you are right."

At this point, she didn't know how to continue the topic.

"Ding! You have signed in Ning Huohuo, and the reward is: a silver 900-million-year-old soul ring (absorbed)!"

【银色900万年魂环：银色，九万百年，已被雷神锤武魂收收，魂技x4（1：武魂真身、2：武魂真身十分身、3：武魂真身百分身、4：武魂真身千分身）】

Host: Wang Feng

Age: 13

Constitution: 90 (90/100)

Wuhun: Twin Wuhun

The first martial soul: green light (soul ring: yellow, black, red, red)

Second martial spirit: Thor's hammer (spirit ring: gold, blue, green, orange, green, pink, silver)

The Third Martial Spirit: Tightening Curse (Soul Ring: Red x6)

Soul bones: 10-year-old head soul bone of wisdom, 10-year-old left and right leg soul bones of wind and fire speed, 10-year-old soul bone of ever-changing changes, 10-year soft-bone rabbit torso soul bone

Level: 79 (Soul Saint)

Soul Guidance Device: The golden ring stores the soul guidance device

Wang Feng looked at his attribute panel again and found that he was already a level 79 Soul Saint.

A million-year-old soul ring is powerful, and it can break through eighty or ninety levels just by absorbing it.

Now that the Qibao Glazed Sect has checked in, I don’t know where the next stop will be.

……

three days later.

Wang Feng still left the Qibao Glazed Sect. Now that he came to the Qibao Glazed Sect, he had to go to Tiandou City for a stroll.

Tiandou City is the capital of the Tiandou Empire.

In the Douluo Continent, there are three major forces and two empires. The Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire are on equal footing.

Tiandou City is very large and prosperous.

Wang Feng walked alone on the streets of Tiandou City. The sounds of carriages, pedestrians, patrolling guards, and vendors made it a lively scene.

Finally, he arrived at the gate of the Tiandou City Palace.

The palace is tightly guarded and ordinary people cannot enter.

Wang Feng stood at the gate of the palace and glanced inside, wanting to go in, but he didn't know how to break through the guards. This tested his strength.

"How to get in?" Wang Feng thought over and over again, and finally thought of a good way, which was to use his current status to go in and meet the emperor of the Tiandou Empire.

Regarding the current situation of the Tiandou Empire, Wang Feng still knows something about it from the Wuhun Palace.

Today's Great Emperor of the Tiandou Empire is not Emperor Xue Ye, but Emperor Xue Bao, and Emperor Xue Ye's old father is in power.

Of course, Xue Ye is still the prince now.

Wang Feng smiled and walked towards the gate.

"stop!"

As soon as Wang Feng stepped forward, he was surrounded by a group of guards.

The guard leader showed a fierce look in his eyes. He shot at him back and forth and asked, "Who are you? Where do you come from?"

Wang Feng looked calm: "Wang Feng, Feng from Maple Tree, comes from Wuhun Palace. He is the current Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. He wants to pay homage to your Emperor Snowstorm."

"The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?" The guard leader looked at him again with some disbelief. Although he was wearing a red cloak, majestic and handsome, he still doubted his identity as the Holy Son.

"I don't know anything about the Holy Son. I only know that there is a saint in the Martial Soul Hall, named Bibi Dong. She seems to have twin martial arts souls. So your identity as the Holy Son must be a fake, right?"

"A counterfeit dares to call himself the Holy Son and wants to sneak into the palace to see the emperor. What are you worried about?"

Wang Feng was not too surprised by what the head guard said. He had only been the Holy Son for more than half a year, so how could a head guard know that?

Bibi Dong has already gained a good reputation and has been a saint for many years. In the Tiandou Palace, the news has probably spread, and it is normal for the head guard to know about it.

"The saint is indeed Bibi Dong. I studied with her in Wuhundian Academy, and we are in the same class. You don't know me. That's because I have been the saint child of Wuhundian for only half a year, so of course you don't know me."

After hearing what he said, the head guard immediately became vigilant, fearing that he would offend the wrong people, especially the people in Wuhun Palace, who were not easy to offend.

"Saint Bibi Dong has twin martial souls and is extremely talented. She is also the adopted daughter and direct disciple of Pope Qian Xunji. I wonder what virtues and abilities you have? Can you also become a saint? Do you also have twin martial souls? "

The other party's words were obviously full of provocation.

How could Wang Feng not understand, then it would be as he wished: "Yes, like Saint Bibi Dong, I am also a being with twin martial souls."

Hahaha~

The head guard laughed.

The thirty guards along the way also burst into laughter.

Everyone thought he was joking, but there was no evidence.

"Okay, you! You have it, you say it. You are so powerful, why don't you become the Pope of Wuhun Palace? Isn't it too humiliating to only be the Holy Son?" The head guard complained, not believing it.

"If I have, what should you do?" Wang Feng had no expression on his face.

For this kind of people, a beating from myself is inevitable today.

He is simply rubbish. He is usually arrogant and domineering and has no one to discipline him. Today he was caught in the crosshairs of a gun. He deserves to be →_→.

hum~

The head guard sneered: "If I lose, I will crawl under your crotch, then roll on the ground thirty times and imitate a hundred dog barks. If you lose, it will be the same, but it will not be a hundred dog barks. A thousand dogs bark.”

Hahaha~

A group of guards laughed again.

"Deal!" Wang Feng agreed, his whole body's soul power fluctuated, his left hand opened, and a ray of light appeared.

His right hand opened his mouth, and a golden hammer was already in his hand.

"How...how could this happen!" The guard leader was shocked. He didn't expect that he really had two martial arts souls.

My heart was shaken, could he really have twin martial souls?

Never in my dreams could I have imagined that the other party was actually a twin martial spirit soul master like Bibi Dong, the saint of the Wuhun Palace. Thinking of the bet between me and him, her expression turned awkward for a moment.

A group of door guards were also shocked and alerted, fearing that he was really some kind of Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, and it was not something they, the little door guards, could offend.

"Are you really the Holy Son?" the head guard asked.

"Does it matter?" Wang Feng asked.

The head guard's expression immediately changed: "Of course, I can't let you in unless I do."

Wang Feng shook his head: "Now is not the time to talk about this. You have already lost, so you have to fulfill your promise. I have always convinced people with virtue, and one code will lead to the other. I won't say whether I am the Holy Son or not. You punished me first."

"You are not the Holy Son. I will make a woolen yarn for you. Get out of here!" The head guard was furious and had no intention of honoring the punishment he said.