Douluo: My apprentice is the pope

Even if Bibi Dong is talented, her current strength is no more than a Soul Sage. If she wants to deal with these three Soul Douluo, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Now she can only temporarily retreat.

Just when Bibi Dong was about to leave, Yang Zian suddenly walked up to the three old men and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, are you Xiao Chenchen, no, are you under the King of Slaughter?"

"Who are you?" The three old men looked vigilantly at Yang Zian, who had no soul power fluctuations, and became vigilant in their hearts.

The opponent either really has no soul power, or is really too powerful. But this does not prevent them from being vigilant first, after all, they are not mentally retarded, and they directly think that the other party is an ordinary person.

"It doesn't matter who I am. She doesn't even know my name, so she just said that you are the people around the Slaughter King? If so, please tell him that his master is here and let him come out to see him." Yang Zian shook his long flowing hair and said truthfully.

Well, the pose is very handsome.

The other party is also doing things according to the rules, and he doesn't want to do anything. To be honest with the head office, right?

"Hmph, how old are you, you dare to pretend to be my king's master, today, you must die!"

The three Soul Douluo were obviously stimulated by Yang Zian's words. Who is the king? The king is the light in their hearts, the beacon on their way, and their faith!

Now this kid dares to blaspheme their king, he will be killed!

"I'm telling the truth..." Yang Zian frowned in distress, thinking about how to prove his identity.

At this moment, his hand was suddenly pulled by a gentle and jade-like hand. Who else could Bibi Dong be?

"Are you stupid?" Bibi Dong frowned and looked at him with dissatisfaction, this guy really dares to say anything.

"Run!" Seeing that Yang Zian was still stunned, Bibi Dong was about to shy away from holding his hand. The three Soul Douluo didn't know how to run, so she didn't want to die here!

"Humph, leave!" The three Soul Douluo surrounded them again, and one of them slapped Bibi Dong with a palm!

"Hey, I'm sorry!" Yang Zian sighed, then raised his hand and slapped it directly to the Soul Douluo. Although it was just a seemingly normal slap, the next moment the other party was already shot. out!

Yang Zian didn't stop, Bai Nen's slender palm directly turned into a fist, and then hit another Soul Douluo!

Bang!

Another Soul Douluo flew out and looked at the remaining Soul Douluo, Yang Zian smiled: "Now, you should believe that I am the master of the Slaughter King?"

No soul power, no fancy skills, no weapons, just two simple moves, and the two Soul Douluo flew out......

Of course there are raids and limiting factors here, but Yang Zian's strength is beyond doubt!

Bibi Dong froze in place, even forgetting that she was holding Yang Zian's hand, so she stared at Yang Zian blankly.

Is that human being?

In fact, it wasn't that Yang Zian didn't use his soul power, it was just that he controlled it very well, and his soul power didn't leak out at all. After all, it was a shameful waste.

"I believe it! I believe it! Lord, wait a moment, I will report it to my king!"

The Soul Douluo who was not beaten hurriedly ran towards the city, not daring to meet Yang Zian's eyes again, is this still a human being?

The truth is only in the hands of those with big fists. This sentence is vividly expressed in this killing capital!

"Well, can you let go of your hand?" Yang Zian looked at the hand that Bibi Dong was pulling tightly. Although it was very comfortable to be pulled, he was a boy.

Boys must protect themselves when they go out. Yang Zian knew this through his own practical examples in his previous life.

Back then, senior sister blocked the door every day and wanted to deal with him, so scared that he could only run from the back door every day......

It's nothing to pull or pull,

Anyway, after confirming the relationship, let’s talk about it!

Bibi Dong also reacted from the shock, and then hurriedly shook off Yang Zian's hand, and rubbed her clothes vigorously, at least five steps away from Yang Zian before giving up.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and neither of them knew what to say.

Bibi Dong became more and more curious about Yang Zian's identity, mysterious ability, mysterious strength......

But if he is really the master of the Slaughter King, how old is his actual age!

Bah, old man! Pretend to be tender!

Fortunately, at this moment, a red light flew out from the city, and a figure fell in front of everyone in an instant.

It was a tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak. With a pale face, a pair of completely blood-red eyes, a terrifying killing aura permeated all around.

At this moment, a harmonious and natural aura appeared on Yang Zian's body, affecting the killing aura of the Slaughter King.

This kind of breath not only affects the King of Slaughter, but also affects Bibi Dong, which makes Bibi Dong surprised again. After all, this is the Capital of Slaughter.

And the smell is very comfortable, very natural, like the smell of nature, like the freshness of the germination of seeds.

"Master, Xiao Chenchen misses you so much!"

The tall figure of the King of Slaughter instantly knelt down in front of Yang Zian, and then burst into tears, what else could he look like?

It was very similar to a child crying to his parents, Bibi Dong silently watched this shocking scene, and his inner world view collapsed one after another.

It's not that she hasn't seen the King of Slaughter, and the first impression she gave him was that it was unfathomable, and his strength was only comparable to the one from the Temple of Enshrinement.

But this kind of existence is actually crying for a young man......

"Well, the master misses you too, Xiao Chenchen, it seems that you are not bad, your mind has not been completely eroded." Yang Zian patted the King of Slaughter on the head like a child. Then feel his situation.

"Master told Xiao Chenchen when he was in retreat that year, I will have this disaster in the future, so Xiao Chenchen has been taking precautions and waiting for your arrival, Master!"

The King of Slaughter looked at his master with red eyes. He was still so young and handsome, and he was already too old.

"Thank you for your hard work, it's too late for the teacher." Yang Zian also patted the Slaughter King's shoulder a little emotionally, and said with emotion.

Back then, when Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, and Bo Saixi attended classes under his own door at the same time, what a beautiful day.

"Your situation is a bit complicated now. As a teacher, I can only help you to prevent the situation from getting worse. You will be awake half of the time every day. For the rest, I can't do much for the time being. But Xiao Chenchen, don't worry, nearly twenty Within the year, as a teacher, there must be a way to help you get rid of it completely!"

Yang Zian said with certainty!

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