Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

"How dare a villain ask an adult for something?"

Guanshi Hu twitched his mustache.

I almost didn't pee.

"It is a small person's honor to serve an adult!"

"Since you don't say it, forget it."

Feng Yao stood up and walked directly towards the black seal auction.

Manager Hu felt relaxed at this moment.

I feel lost.

He seemed to have missed a huge opportunity.

And Feng Yao is not the kind of person who insists on being fair.

Give you a chance, you are useless!

Can you blame him?

After Feng Yao left.

The Lord of Black Seal City and several elders arrived late.

Seeing that Manager Hu was as stunned as a dead corpse at the moment, he frowned.

"What just happened?" the Lord of Black Seal City asked coldly.

Manager Hu heard this majestic voice.

He gradually came back to his senses.

The Lord of Black Seal City didn't reply when he saw Manager Hu, and repeated it again in a cold voice.

Manager Hu shivered.

He quickly recounted what happened before.

When the Lord of Black Seal City learned that an inexplicable guy had snatched such a valuable thing from him, he became furious.

"Check it for me!"

"I want to see who dares to steal my things!"

"That...city lord, according to my subordinates' understanding, that person tore open a rift in space and appeared at the door of the auction house."

As soon as Guanshi Hu said these words.

It was like a basin of cold water poured on the Lord of Black Seal City.

It makes the other person feel cold from head to toe.

"You guys...did you hear something just now?" the Lord of Black Seal City said expressionlessly.

Manager Hu and the elders suddenly felt a murderous aura appear in the scene.

"City Lord, what did you just say?" an elder asked with a puzzled face.

"Strange, I'm not in seclusion, how come I'm here?" Another elder also scratched his head, looking at a loss.

"Boss Hu, I need to buy something here, please take me to find it."

The last elder said this and led Manager Hu towards the interior of the auction house.

……

Maple City.

Maple City is built on the mountain. Although it is not big, the owner of Maple City has such a pivotal position in the Black Horn Territory.

The only sixth-grade alchemist in the Black Corner Territory, Yao Lao's disciple, Xiao Yan's senior brother, and the lackey of the Soul Palace - Medicine Emperor Han Feng.

"Han Feng! Come out!"

Feng Yao's voice instantly resounded in every corner of Maple City.

Han Feng, who was refining alchemy at the moment, heard this call and felt his head pounding and his soul power unstable. The medicine cauldron in front of him exploded instantly, leaving no room for anything.

Han Feng also exploded backwards at the moment the medicine cauldron exploded. At the same time, he could not stop bleeding from his mouth, covering his chest with one hand, and his face was pale and ugly.

"Where did this bastard come from?!"

"court death!"

Looking at the various fireworks that suddenly appeared over Maple City.

The corners of Feng Yao's mouth raised slightly.

Feng Yao now exudes momentum, like the brightest star in the night sky, attracting attention.

Han Feng and other experts quickly found Feng Yao standing in the void.

"Hiss! Dou Zong strong man!"

Except for Han Feng, all the powerful men took a deep breath.

Han Feng's face looked gloomy and scary at the moment.

He didn't expect that the one attacking him with soul power would be a Douzong.

Now it's hard to do.

In such a hurry, he had no time to summon foreign aid.

"May I ask who you are and why you want to attack me?"

"Han Feng, hand over your strange fire, and I won't kill you!" Feng Yao stretched out his hand and said calmly.

"What did you say!?"

Han Feng's expression changed drastically, and the aura of the Nine-Star Dou Huang was clearly visible.

"In this case, then I can only kill people and seize the treasure." Feng Yao didn't want to talk nonsense with Han Feng.

He just felt it.

It would be a good choice to leave Han Feng to Yao Lao to deal with it himself.

In full view.

Feng Yao raised his hand to grab it, and Han Feng felt that the fighting spirit in his body was instantly sealed and could no longer be used.

Moreover, severe pain hit his whole body, and a sense of crisis of death suddenly came to mind.

"boom!"

Feng Yao clenched his fists.

Han Feng's body suddenly exploded into blood mist.

Wave again.

The blood mist has dissipated.

"Photography!"

Feng Yao looked towards the void somewhere, where there was a shadow of a soul.

In an instant, he was caught by Feng Yao and controlled in his hands.

"Even if you kill me, you will be buried with me!"

"The secret technique has been used, and the Lord of the Soul Palace will be here soon!"

"Just wait to die!"

"Venerable Sir? I heard you speak so arrogantly, I thought the Soul Emperor was here!" Feng Yao sneered disdainfully.

Hold it in your hand.

Han Feng's soul suddenly exploded and dissipated.

The high-level Nai Ring belonging to Han Feng and a blazing sea-blue flame quietly flew into Feng Yao's hands.

Looking at the restriction on the high-grade Na ring, Feng Yao stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the restriction was broken.

"I didn't expect that Han Feng was quite prepared!"

There are many high-level medicinal herbs in the Najie, and all the Naling and elixir medicinal materials needed to swallow the strange fire are all available.

Putting away the strange fire and Najie, Feng Yao prepared to find a time to devour them.

Just when Feng Yao was about to leave.

Not far in front of me.

A spatial fluctuation spread.

Feng Yao raised his eyebrows.

As a space crack appeared.

An old man in black robe appeared in front of Feng Yao.

"Where's Han Feng?"

The old man glanced around, but Han Feng was nowhere to be seen. There were only some powerful Dou Wang warriors around, and Feng Yao across from him, who immediately frowned.

"Are you the Dou Zun of the Soul Palace?"

Feng Yao felt the aura emanating from the old man.

Hmm... so weak!

"Is this Dou Zun?"

Feng Yao really didn't know what kind of realm he would be in this Dou Qi Continent if he let go.

Is the Nine Star Fighting Saint peak?

"Boy, who are you?"

The black-robed old man saw that those around him were wearing uniform robes with the word "MAPLE" printed on them, but Feng Yao was not, and those people were looking at Feng Yao with fear.

The old man just thought for a moment and found out the whole story.

"Standing in the void, is it Douzong?"

"Such a young Douzong, I'm afraid even Zhongzhou doesn't have one, right?"

The old man couldn't help but wonder if Feng Yao was also related to the eight ancient tribes.

After all, only people from the eight ancient tribes can cultivate a Douzong of such an age, right?

"Soul Palace."

"I would like to know if you are killed, will your Soul Palace send someone over?" Feng Yao said calmly.

"kill me?"

The old man was stunned.

Then he laughed loudly: "Kill me? Hahahahaha!"

"Just you?"

"Kid, you don't either..."

"boom!"

Feng Yao held his hand in the air, and before the old man could finish speaking, his body exploded into blood mist, leaving Han Feng in his footsteps.

But this old man's soul seems to be quite powerful.

He actually stayed in this world for a short time.

At this moment, he was looking at Feng Yao with horror on his face.

Just one move!

Is he dead?

I'm afraid only the palace master can do this kind of method, right?