The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 116 The Beginning of the Heaven Dou City Coup

After a period of fermentation, Wang Xiaoming keenly noticed that the number of patrols in Tiandou City changed from three times a day during the day to five times, and twice at night became six times.

Moreover, the patrolling guards have changed a batch, and their spirit power fluctuations are about [-] to [-] levels.

You know, in the past, the guards on each patrol were equipped with at most one soul master. How could half of the patrolling guards be soul masters.

"Don't go out in the near future, hold these two tokens at any time, it will keep you safe." Wang Xiaoming instructed Sheng Xuan.

He gave Sheng Xuan the VIP token that Qian Renxue had given to Wang Xiaoming and the elder token of Wuhun Hall.

Qian Renxue should have listened to what Wang Xiaoming said, but I don't know if Qian Renxue's VIP token is still useful.

But the tokens of Wuhundian must be useful, so to be on the safe side, give them both together.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoming looked up at the sky, frowning slightly.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming frowning, Sheng Xuan bit her lower lip subconsciously, and looked at the sky together with eyes full of worry.

At this time, there were no clouds in the sky, but thunder flashed from time to time, as if ball lightning flickered in the sky.

Sheng Xuan was taken aback by the sight in front of her.

He turned his head and asked out of breath, "What is that?"

Wang Xiaoming lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering.

"Probably heralds the coming of great changes in Heaven Dou City..."

On the street, there are only scattered merchants closing their stalls.

They didn't forget to chat while packing up, talking about the strange weather.

But they don't know when the weather will be back to set up stalls on the street.

Wang Xiaoming gently opened the heavy wooden door, making a creaking sound.

"Where are you going again?" Sheng Xuan reluctantly grabbed the two tokens, covering her chest with both hands, and her concerned words echoed in the room.

As the cold wind blows in, the curtains by the window are blown up, and the whistling wind heralds the extraordinary weather.

Sheng Xuan's hair fluttered in the air wantonly and regularly.

"Okay, don't worry about me, you know my strength, I'm an imperial cavalry, and I'm also the inheritor of the God of Destruction." Wang Xiaoming whispered softly.

For the natives of Douluo Dalu, the inheritance of gods is more convincing.

"No, as long as you can survive, I don't want any inheritance from the gods, okay?"

Sheng Xuan's words were astonishing.

In the eyes of others, it is impossible. The inheritance of God is so precious.

But Sheng Xuan spent half of her life in the capital of slaughter, and met soul masters who were in pursuit of wealth and power, but in the end they didn't get what they wanted, and instead became members of the mass grave.

Once upon a time, she longed for great power, because it would allow her to escape from her current situation and control her own destiny.

Therefore, she understands the truth that it takes a lot to become stronger.

Give your flesh and blood and leave your bones or give your soul and leave your shell.

Sheng Xuan didn't want Wang Xiaoming to get involved with anyone. Wang Xiaoming was her only family member.

"Don't go out, I should be back soon." Wang Xiaoming said uncertainly with his eyes turning unnaturally.

Sheng Xuan also saw Wang Xiaoming's hesitation, and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Saying that, he took the initiative to go over, kissed Wang Xiaoming goodbye, and then closed the door decisively to prevent Wang Xiaoming from playing games in his heart.

Standing at the door, Wang Xiaoming was always in a panic, but he couldn't specifically perceive what was going to happen.

Wang Xiaoming took a deep look at the lonely figure in the window.

Swipe the card to create a clone.

"You are here to protect Shengxuan." Wang Xiaoming ordered, and then reluctantly left.

The Dimensional Wall unfolded, covering Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming turned from gloomy and dim to light and bright in the next second.

Suddenly, there was a silver-gray flash in Wang Xiaoming's eyes.

Wang Xiaoming immediately squatted down and easily dodged, while looking up to the left.

One of the guards was holding a big knife, which should be the emperor's royal guard.

Wang Xiaoming paused, then swept out with a whip leg, hitting the guard's knee.

Wang Xiaoming's purpose is to make him no longer able to attack, there is no need to be too harsh.

The guard lost feeling in his leg.

The moment he fell, the armor on his body collided with the solid ground, causing a loud thud.

"what happened?!"

A guard's yell was heard in the distance.

Wang Xiaoming could clearly perceive that those guards were definitely not ordinary people, and their soul power was above the soul king.

He also felt that the movements of those guards were not very regular, even the strongest and oldest Soul Emperor's steps were still messy.

Could it be that they are all from Wuhundian?

From the corner of Wang Xiaoming's corner, he caught a glimpse of the bodyguard who fell to the ground just now, stood up with a big knife, and at the same time slashed at his vitals.

Wang Xiaoming quickly grabbed the big knife tightly.

"How is it possible!" The guard with the big sword was horrified by this scene, and then said in surprise.

At this moment, an emotion more terrifying than fear, called despair, arose in the heart of the sword guard.

"I won't resist, you take me away, I want to see Xue Qinghe."

Wang Xiaoming thought that if he pretended to be captured first, he would be able to avoid a lot of trouble, and he could also bring a navigation and multiple bodyguards.

"His Highness Xue Qinghe is with Emperor Xue Ye, how could he meet an assassin like you!"

As he spoke, the guard turned his head slightly, staring at Wang Xiaoming and at a group of guards who had just arrived.

What a strange ability.

Wang Xiaoming marveled at this skill, at least he couldn't do it.

Three of the guards who had just arrived appeared, and two of them pressed Wang Xiaoming hard on both sides, but found that they couldn't be pressed no matter what.

The third person summoned a strangely shaped elongated martial soul, and immediately used the soul skill on Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming actually felt a slight weakness.

Seeing that the faces of the two people behind him were blushing, Wang Xiaoming sighed and pressed himself down.

"I don't know how poisonous Emperor Xue Ye is." Wang Xiaoming murmured in confusion.

All this was heard by the big sword guard next to him, and he snorted coldly.

"Emperor Xue Ye is already ill, but in a few days, His Highness Xue Qinghe will inherit the orthodoxy and become a new generation of Emperor Xue Ye."

When the big sword guard was talking, Wang Xiaoming paid attention to the expressions of the other guards.

It was found that none of the other guards showed surprise, and they all took it for granted.

Some people even secretly nodded seriously.

"This has nothing to do with you, get out!" Two guards pushed Wang Xiaoming out of the palace.

It happened to meet Tang San and Lonely Bo who had changed a lot.

"Wang Xiaoming?" Tang San looked at Wang Xiaoming who was pushed out, very surprised.

Wang Xiaoming was the Soul Emperor five years ago, and now Tang San thinks he should have reached the Soul Sage. As for Contra, Tang San has already imagined Wang Xiaoming's talent as a monster.

Hearing the sound, Wang Xiaoming quickly broke free from the shackles of the two guards.

The two guards froze for a moment, they could never have imagined that the irresistible force just now came from Wang Xiaoming who was being suppressed by them just now.

(End of this chapter)