Ronin from Douluo

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"Huh~"

Zeng Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the howling wind around him suddenly stopped. The smoke and dust dispersed. He waved the Lanqi in his hand, and the blood on the sword splashed onto the weeds beside him. He slowly put the Lanqi into its sheath.

"Hiss~"

The tense spirit relaxed, and Zeng Yi moved his body. A burning pain in his back spread directly to his brain, causing him to take a breath of air and tremble all over.

Zeng Yi's back was severely slapped by the Soul King's thorns in the battle just now. He was hit by the thorns covered with spikes. The clothes on Zeng Yi's back were scratched and his back was bloody. During the battle just now

I still felt it was nothing, but after I stopped, I felt a burning pain coming in waves, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Fortunately, I won."

Turning around, the silver eyes had turned into a deep black. Looking at the body of the Soul King, Zeng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this Soul King's martial soul has no special characteristics, and his soul skills have no special characteristics. The thorns can be easily cut with his own sword. If a Soul King with strong defense comes, he may not be able to win.

But this is just the weakest Soul King, and there is nothing to be happy about if you defeat him.

only

Looking at this messy land, Zeng Yi frowned.

Zeng Yi knew that he was now being targeted by an unknown force, and the days to come would not be easy.

The Soul King was sent out the first time. What about the next time, Soul Emperor? Then Soul Saint? Then Soul Douluo? Please, spare me, I am still just a Soul Lord!

Thinking of this, Zeng Yi shook his head helplessly.

The comfortable life didn't last long, and I had to live a wandering life again. What a fucked up world!

He walked aside, picked up the sword he had just thrown, put it in its sheath, and then walked towards the bodies of these people.

Next, is the most anticipated part of touching the body.

They are all masters of the Soul Master Soul Sect, and there is also a Soul King, so their net worth must be very good, right?

Zeng Yi quickly cleaned the battlefield and only found some gold soul coins from these people. But thinking about it, these people are just working. If they have any good treasures, it would be good to have some money on them.

However, Zeng Yi found a space soul guide on this soul king, which looked like a ring.

Enter the soul power into the soul guide and feel the inside. The area of ​​the soul guide in this space is not large, only three cubic meters. There are no spiritual treasures and elixirs in it, just some sundries and some golden souls.

currency.

This situation made Zeng Yi a little disappointed. As expected, the powerful treasures, skills, mysterious fragments and so on that can be obtained by picking up corpses in the novel are all lies.

Hey~, what is this?

Zeng Yi took out a token from the space soul guide. Ding Qing took a look and saw that it was engraved with very exquisite patterns and three words.

Wuhun Palace!

Seeing these three words, Zeng Yi's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his heart trembled.

Am I being targeted by Wuhun Palace?

It seems that I didn’t do anything to Wuhun Palace, right? Why are you targeting yourself like this?

Zeng Yi was confused at this point, and then looked at the people in front of him who had been hacked to death.

Uh, done now.

But there was nothing Zeng Yi could do. He couldn't just stand and let others beat him. This was not in line with his temperament.

I said that your Wuhun Palace has nothing to do to provoke me. I have no intention of being your enemy. You must push me to be your enemy, so that you are willing to accept it? Tang San alone is enough for you.

If you come to mess with a time traveler like me, I'm afraid you've lost your mind!

Zeng Yi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Then, Zeng Yi frowned and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist again. Just now, he sensed the enemy's breath from the wind.

Is there anyone else?

Alert to the surrounding situation, Zeng Yi's current situation is not very good. All his soul power is almost exhausted. If another soul king comes, he will fall here today.

After a while, no one appeared. After feeling the aura disappear, Zeng Yi's tense heart relaxed.

Can't stay here any longer.

This thought flashed in my mind, and I quickly moved in one direction to leave this messy place.

"Xiaoju!"

Zeng Yi came to where Xiao Ju was and called softly. Then, on the boulder in front of him, the space twisted, and a furry and cute cat head appeared out of thin air. It was Xiao Ju.

"Meow~"

Seeing Zeng Yi, Xiao Ju screamed happily and jumped towards Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi caught Xiao Ju steadily and held her in his arms.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time." Zeng Yi patted Xiao Ju's head lovingly and said softly, but his voice was a little weak.

Seeing Zeng Yi's weak breath and pale face, Xiao Ju's furry face also showed an anxious and worried look. She kept rubbing her head against Zeng Yi's chest and looked at him eagerly.

"Haha, you are worried about me. I really didn't support you in vain." Zeng Yi couldn't help but laugh.

"But, there are no good rooms to stay in these days, and there are no delicious meals for you." Zeng Yi looked at Xiao Ju and sighed, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Sorry Xiaoju, we have to wander again."

"Meow~"

Xiaoju jumped on Zeng Yi's shoulder, rubbed her head against Zeng Yi's cheek, stretched out her warm and soft tongue, and licked Zeng Yi's face, as if to comfort Zeng Yi.

The look of Xiaoju made Zeng Yi couldn't help but laugh. He touched it with his hand and said softly: "You will always be by my side, right?"

"Meow~"

"With you here, I won't be lonely anymore, hahaha." Zeng Yi laughed.

"Then let's go! Let's start our next leg of the trip!"

Under the night, Zeng Yi's shadow stretched very long under the bright moonlight. On the shoulder of the figure, there was a squatting shadow, like the shadow of a cat. Because of this cat shadow, this figure did not look so...

of loneliness

In Soto City, Soto Wuhun Main Hall.

In a room, a middle-aged man sat on an exquisite wooden chair. In front of him was an exquisite desk, and behind him was a transparent window more than three meters high. The bright moonlight shined through the window, shining in the room.

It lights up the whole room.

In front of the table, a man in black robe was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, waiting for the middle-aged man to speak.

"What did you just say?" the middle-aged man asked calmly. Although his voice was casual, it was filled with majesty and a hint of anger. That momentum made the person kneeling below him tremble.

, cold sweat kept breaking out.

"The entire team was wiped out, all killed by the prodigal Yi." The man in black robes replied tremblingly.

Bang~

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly and slammed his hand on the table. The table was directly smashed into pieces with one palm. The documents on the table were scattered all over the sky. The surging soul power was invisible and the soul ring rose quietly from the soles of his feet.

, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, eight soul rings shining brightly.

This person is an Eight-ringed Contra-level soul master.

The pressure of soul power at the Contra level directly forced the man in black robes to lie on the ground, his whole body trembling.

"One soul master killed three soul masters, two soul sects, and one soul king? Are you kidding me?" The middle-aged man shouted softly, and the man in black robe was instantly knocked away.

He hit the wall hard and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I saw with my own eyes that that man killed everyone by himself without anyone's help. If there was any deception, I would be willing to die." The man in black robe got up tremblingly and knelt on the ground, his breath weak.

, said tremblingly.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

The middle-aged man cursed angrily. The man in black robe knelt on the ground, his body trembling and he did not dare to speak.

Papers were flying in the room, and a piece of paper fell from the middle-aged man's eyes. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and grabbed the information.

He dispersed the soul power, the soul ring disappeared, and the whole room became peaceful again.

"Stand back." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the man in black robes responded respectfully and quickly exited the room.

After a while, the middle-aged man turned around, faced the window, looked at the bright moon outside the window, took out the document, and read the information written on it.

Zeng Yi, age 15, weapon soul sword, name Lanqie, soul power level 35, soul ring configuration, yellow purple purple, exquisite swordsmanship, proficient swordsmanship, has the ability to control wind, suspected to be Qibao Liuli

Zong, disciple of Sword Douluo.

"Fifteen years old, soul master level, two thousand-year soul rings, invincible at the same level, being able to kill the team with the soul king, and still wipe them out, it's really amazing!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

If someone had told him before that a soul master had killed a team with the soul king level, let alone a team, he would have scoffed at just killing a soul king. But now, he has to believe it, because, death

Yes, they are his subordinates.

Having such strength is definitely not something that ordinary forces can cultivate.

The Qibao Glazed Sect has such a demonic genius, so well hidden!

"Forget it, let's report it to the superiors and let them handle it!"