Douluo: I'm a real villain

Chapter 42 Is this the leader of the shadow stream?But so
boom.

Lin Feng jumped abruptly, punched a big hole on the ground, and went directly into the underground secret room.

He was so fast that even Tang Hao didn't react.

At this time, Lin Feng's heart was already surging with anger.

Dare to hurt the Thousand-faced Fox, and the titled Douluo opposite will die.

Moreover, the thousand-faced fox followed him for so long, and the younger brother was hurt.

Where is the boss's face?

Lin Feng put his face more than anything else.

There are still 10 year soul beasts.

But the captive soul beasts that Lin Feng had decided on, he had to get it.

Then kill again, don't you feel good?
The captive soul beasts are a fragrant group.

Moreover, the other party is also a beautiful woman, who is also Lin Feng's favorite.

Especially watching the little girl die under his hands.

It is only right and proper for a soul master to hunt soul beasts.

Entering the corridor of the secret room, Lin Feng rushed straight ahead.

Behind, Tang Hao walked down slowly.

As a Clear Sky Douluo, he should have no less arrogance.

Lin Feng was extremely fast.

Almost instantly, he reached the deepest part of the tunnel.

This is an iron door.

Soul power surged out.

"Second Soul Skill: Nether Fist."

Bang.

With a punch, the iron gate exploded instantly.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank in the face, and an old man was actually pressing on Qianmianhu's body, plotting evil.

Thousand-faced fox struggled frantically, with more and more faces on his face.

He was still vomiting blood.

But the man didn't look like he wanted to pity Xiangxiyu at all.

Two fists slammed into Qianmian Fox, showing a fierce look.

He tugged at Thousand Faced Fox's hair and tore it frantically.

Thousand-faced fox's delicate hair has long been torn.

But she was already desperate with her arms across her chest.

She can't give up.

Her death will not let this person succeed.

At this time, only a shadow echoed in her heart, making her will extremely firm.

She gritted her silver teeth, and her eyes were bloodshot.

click.

Suddenly, the man slammed on her arms.

The two slender jade Bis were directly broken.

Extremely thrown aside.

Thousand-faced fox's eyes turned red, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

She fiddled with her little head frantically, and she wouldn't let this disgusting person kiss her.

This is what Lin Feng saw when he came in.

Suddenly his heart was broken.

just a girl.

Qianmianhu is only 16 years old, so what?
Lin Feng couldn't bear to force Bibi Dong's old girl.

In his heart, Bibi Dong is a beloved existence, and he must take care of him with all his heart.

But thousand-faced fox, shouldn't it be like this in the hearts of those she likes?
This man is an ass.

What is he?
Lin Feng's killing intent rolled.

The Titled Douluo felt Lin Feng coming in.

He turned his head, stood up slowly, kicked the thousand-faced fox and slammed it against the wall.

"Bah, bitch, really stubborn."

Titled Douluo spit on Thousand Faced Fox.

Thousand-faced fox's soul force shattered the coat directly.

Her underwear was exposed, curled up, wronged in the corner.

She cried helplessly.

Why did she hope to come to Lin Feng?

Is he here so late?
Does he know?
She has reached her limit.

Nearly succeeded.

Now she doesn't know at all whether her feelings for Lin Feng are love, or just like, rely on?
However, she knew that Lin Feng only liked Bibi Dong, and he would not accept it from others.

"You are the leader of the shadow stream! You completely angered me."

Lin Feng's killing intent swept through.

His eyes were fixed on the man.

The breath on the man has begun to condense and explode.

A golden male lion martial spirit emerged.

Then nine spirit rings.

clear.

White.

The ultimate white.

Completely white.

Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is this the leader of the shadow stream?
Rubbish.

But the next moment, his eyes trembled.

The nine spirit rings of the leader of Yingliu started to be infected by blood energy, transforming into a red 10-year spirit ring.

And it's nine.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

Is this... true or false?
nine?

Nine 10-year soul rings, shouldn't they be possessed by gods?
"Hmph, you're interrupting my enjoyment of beauty, boy."

"court death."

Lin Feng shouted angrily, and slowly began to emerge.

Purple purple black black red.

Compared with the leader of the shadow stream, he is not at the same level at all.

But Lin Feng didn't believe it.

A real 10-year spirit ring, can it compare to a fake one?
"Fifth Soul Skill: Invincible."

Lin Feng's whole body burst out with golden light.

At this moment, he is invincible.

Titled Douluo with the Nine Red Rings is not incapable of fighting.

"Haha, Soul King, boy, you are a fart!"

"Little girls, when I kill him, I will enjoy you again and play with you to death. I love you very much for your immature figure."

The shadow stream leader smiled like a beast.

He suddenly flashed his second spirit ring.

In an instant, his body turned into a touch of extreme red light and rushed towards Lin Feng.

In an instant, Lin Feng was stunned.

This is the soul skill of the 10-year soul ring?

It's also... too slow.

What about Qianhuying?

Could it be that there is only a thousand-faced fox with a thousand fox shadows in the entire movie stream?
"Die!"

The leader of the shadow stream shouted wildly, and his fists gathered explosive soul power.

"First Soul Skill: Tiger Fist."

"die."

Bang.

A solid punch hit Lin Feng's chest.

The golden light is still there.

When the fist of the shadow stream leader was one millimeter away, it completely stopped.

"Hmph, is that your strength? Are you still a man? A virtual dog."

Lin Feng squeezed his wrist and turned it violently.

Bang.

The leader of the shadow stream immediately knelt on one leg on the ground, bared his teeth and cracked his mouth: "It hurts, let go, let go."

Sure enough, the 10-year soul ring was a fake.

bluffing.

Lin Feng understood.

In the entire Shadow Stream, not everyone has a 10-year soul ring.

Is this person really the leader of the shadow stream?

Lin Feng had a hint of doubt.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Inch Strength."

The Shadow Stream leader sneered.

A powerful aura swept out of him.

The ninth spirit ring was completely shining, and the blood was dazzling.

The red light illuminated the entire secret room.

His wrist stepped forward.

This is his strongest soul skill, using inch strength to completely destroy the enemy's meridians.

This is also the ultimate reason for his reliance and becoming a shadow stream.

A 13-year-old soul beast produces a soul ring.

A violent force blasted out from the shadow stream leader's wrist.

The air was stunned and torn in an instant.

But the moment the force rushed into Lin Feng's palm.

Gone.

In an instant, the leader of the shadow stream stared, dumbfounded.

Lin Feng was confused.

What happened just now?
His ninth soul ability, sneak attack on himself, is invalid after that?

The Shadow Stream leader was completely stunned.

How can it be?

He used this sneak attack before and seriously injured Bibi Dong.

Is it useless to deal with a Soul King now?

"Invincible golden body?"

A voice sounded, and Tang Hao walked over slowly.

He looked at Lin Feng, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

About the same age as his son.

Now it turned out to be the Soul King.

He looked Lin Feng up and down, looking a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

After all, in the past six years, Lin Feng was not the child he used to be.

He is the man who has conquered Bibi Dong.

One step away from the man, but soon.

Bibi Dong told him shyly, waiting for him, everything is according to him.

That night, Lin Feng was so excited that he didn't fall asleep.

Bibi Dong's promise.

She is the number one beauty in Douluo, the little wife in Lin Feng's heart.

"You can die, bye."

"No--"

The shadow stream leader howled in pain.

With his trembling eyes, he watched as his arms burst little by little, extending to his body.

After that the whole body began to disintegrate into pieces.

Blood flowed all over the place, extremely scarlet.

Lin Feng's palm loosened, and finally his severed hand fell to the ground.

Hurt the Thousand Faced Fox.

must die.

What he hates most is the mean people.

bad, yes.

But the principle cannot be violated.

Tang Hao's eyes sank, the young man's killing intent was so strong.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't feel the realm of killing gods, he would have thought that Lin Feng also came out of the killing capital!

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