Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 258 Martial Soul Avatar

"Isn't this too good for pretending?"

"Is it amazing to be handsome? Can you do whatever you want because you are handsome? Just because you are handsome..."

"Go, go, meow, I'm already annoyed, you're still handsome and handsome here, don't you deserve a beating?"

"That's right! Can't we see it? Do you need to repeat it here? Meow meow, don't repeat the reminder, okay?"

"Did you pay attention to the wrong focus? Is the focus on whether you are handsome or not?"

"Is not it?"

"Well, when I didn't say..."

"..."

Mo Wentian's face makes the people who eat melons envy and hate, isn't this change too fast?

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be a different person, and the black windbreaker was so cool and cool. Is this the special effect of Wuhun possession?I want one too, do you have it?

Everyone has the same thoughts in their hearts, they all think about the same things, they all think about ways to become handsome, it's a bit too tempting.

However, handsome is second, soul skills are the most to show off, okay?

Nearly a thousand double dragon blood swords are flying around, the special effect is more than fifty cents, it can be called tens of thousands of swords returning to the sect.

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops...

The Shuanglong Xuejian kept flying towards Tang Feng.

Everyone can see that Tang Fengdiao is barely defending by relying on the hammer method passed down by the Tang family of the Haotian Empire, and he doesn't even have the ability to move.

It is conceivable that these flying swords are so fast, dense, and terrifying that Tang Feng can't bear to catch this Contra. If it were someone else, he would have lost the battle long ago.

but.

Tang Fengdiao may not be able to win. This battle has just begun, and it has already made him so uncomfortable, let alone the opportunity to fight back.

"Come again."

Mo Wentian increased the acceleration again, and this time the sum was directly over a thousand, "This is the real flying sword. Unexpectedly, I really did it. This trick is enough for me to impress you."

Although the flying swords did not cause direct damage to Tang Fengdiao, the sense of sight brought by these flying swords made people feel inexplicably excited. This is the chaotic rhythm of Legend of Sword and Fairy, this is the fairy sword!
Doesn't that man have a fairy sword dream in his heart?
Cultivating the world of immortals with a sword, wandering in the rivers and lakes, writing a poem about a classic martial arts masterpiece, and achieving a lifetime of fame.

It's not like today's world, where for three meals and one night, they are constantly obliterating the thoughts in their hearts, saying a word in a foul language, and accepting the beatings of reality.

How can life be without dreams? How is that different from salted fish?

"However, there is no way to continue acting like this. Time is running out, and there are still more than ten minutes. Let's get out of here!"

Mo Wentian didn't intend to continue. It was still a bit difficult to kill Tang Fengdiao, and he couldn't kill him instantly with a single blow. Just leave like this.

Mo Wentian decided to let Tang Feng go fishing first, there is no need to kill him, and it is not a deep hatred, but...

"Forget it, there's nothing wrong with it."

Mo Wentian had already found Lan Xue's location, and this guy had been mingling among the crowd. If it wasn't for the fact that he was in a better and special state, he might not have found her.

Mo Wentian didn't intend to kill Tang Fengdiao, so he didn't care about him. If he really wanted to kill him, Mo Wentian still had a way.

However, Mo Wentian thought about it or forgot it, he just left with Lan Xue, and left the matters here to the Star Luo Empire to handle.

While Mo Wentian commanded the flying sword to attack Tang Fengdiao, he slowly landed beside Lan Xue. When the others saw his landing, they stepped out of the way.

To be more precise, they panicked and withdrew from a large area, for fear that Mo Wentian was here to trouble them.

Lan Xue looked at Mo Wentian who was falling down, "Brother, you look good enough to hold a pen. Tell me, have you taken a fancy to that girl? My sister is up to you."

When Lan Xue saw Mo Wentian smile and speak, Mo Wentian who was about to say something froze immediately.

"Sister, I see you have misunderstood a bit." Mo Wentian sighed helplessly.

"What's the misunderstanding? Brother, you are quite old, and you have reached the age to talk about marriage. What's the matter? It's normal. If you fall in love with that girl, my sister will help you snatch it." Lan Xue took it for granted As he spoke, he slapped his heart and promised Mo Wentian.

"This... sister, did you say something wrong, why is it robbing?" Mo Wentian frowned.

"Brother, see the reality clearly." Lan Xue patted Mo Wentian's shoulder and said earnestly.

"..." Mo Wentian was stunned, and said to himself, am I so unbearable?Why do we need to see reality clearly?The reality is that I am not ideal?

Mo Wentian didn't recover for a long time, and didn't understand why he wanted to rob him. He felt that he had good conditions, and he was so handsome, but his personality was a little bit straight.

There is no solution to this personality problem, and besides, isn't it good to be a straight man?Are straight men not fragrant?Rich straight men are cute even if they are straight men of steel, right?
"No, sister, I didn't come to you to talk about these things." Mo Wentian finally realized that he came to look for Lan Xue to take her away.

Lan Xue nodded, "Brother, did you forget something, you are still fighting, why did you come to talk to me about your wife?"

Mo Wentian said speechlessly: "Sister, don't change the subject, just listen to me..."

Lan Xue: "I'm listening."

Mo Wentian: "..."

Lan Xue: "Brother, why don't you talk anymore, just tell me, I'll listen."

Mo Wentian didn't know what to say for a while, "Forget it, there is nothing more to say, follow me, we should leave."

Lan Xue said casually, "Brother, are you leaving now? What about that so-and-so? Don't you want to knock him off?"

Mo Wentian shook his head, "It's a bit laborious and troublesome to do that, it's not necessary, and this is still Boss Dai's territory, so we still have to give him some face."

Lan Xue glanced at Tang Fengdiao. It's not so easy for this guy to come up from below. It's hard to make a difference under the old brother's flying sword.

"Okay, bro, you're the big boss, you have what you say." Lan Xue said casually.

"Why does it sound weird?" Mo Wentian couldn't tell what was wrong, but it sounded bad.

"No more, bro, you're thinking too much, let's go." Lan Xue didn't explain.

"Okay, let's go."

Mo Wentian didn't ask, and took the lead to leave. As soon as their figures left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked into the deep pit at the same time.

The fact that those flying swords were still there meant that Mo Wentian hadn't gone very far, and they immediately became more curious, wanting to know how far Mo Wentian's flying swords could be controlled.

However, it's just thinking about it, they don't dare to study it in the past, it's not a good thing, it's so dangerous.

And 10 minutes after Mo Wentian and Lan Xue left, Tang Fengdiao regained his freedom, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun also followed, seeing Tang Fengdiao smashing on the ground like crazy.

"what--"

"Mo Wentian, just wait for me, I will make you look good!!!"

(End of this chapter)