Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 29 Sneak Attack (Second Change)

in the jungle,

Yan Li's figure appeared quietly.

There was a dense mist surging around his body, wrapping his figure, making him seem to be integrated with the night, like a ghost.

"Tang Yin?"

Yan Li uttered the name softly, his voice hoarse and dry, like a ghost crawling out of a grave.

"My lord would actually give such an order." He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After all, according to that adult's disposition, he wouldn't even care about many geniuses who stirred up the situation on the mainland, let alone a six-year-old child?

A genius born with full soul power is rare, but his martial soul is just a mutated blue silver grass, so what kind of trouble can he cause?
But after a while, Yan Li suppressed the doubts that arose in his heart.

The thoughts of those high-ranking adults are always elusive, and all they need to do is to get things done quietly.

A smart slave should be like a smart dog, eating meat when it should, and shutting up when it should.

The jet-black aura swirled, and Yan Li's whole body was enveloped in a thick layer of evil.

Behind him, there was a strange creature the size of a head, which emerged silently.

No mouth, no ears, no body, only one eye shining with a dull and cold light is left on the whole body.

The eyeballs are dark and deep, but the whites of the eyes are dark yellow, densely covered with bloodshot eyes, revealing a demonic aura.

Evil eye!

This is Yan Li's martial soul.

This kind of martial soul that is biased towards spiritual power is not considered strong, and Yan Li's natural soul power is only at the third level.

However, under the strengthening of the abyssal breath bestowed by that lord, Yan Li's martial soul level has been improved time and time again, and his soul skills have become more and more strange and evil.

Even among the same rank, Yan Li rarely found an opponent.

"Born with full soul power?"

Looking in the direction of Tang Yin's carriage, Yan Li grinned slightly,
There was a chill on the dark white teeth, and an indescribable pleasure arose in his heart.

So what if the level of natural soul power is higher?
Aren't you going to die by your own hands?
Yan Li didn't deliberately hide his aura, because there were only three carriages stationed here.

In his mental perception, only Tang Yin's carriage had an aura that made him feel slightly troublesome.

In the other two carriages, there were either ordinary people who could not feel the existence of soul power at all, or children who had just awakened their martial souls. Yan Li felt that he didn't need to pay too much attention.

not to mention,
Even the soul king in Tang Yin's carriage is not his opponent.

After my Xieyan Wuhun has been strengthened by the breath of the abyss,
Whether it is the ability of mental interference or the ability of evil erosion, it is far beyond the comparison of ordinary evil soul masters.

The combat power of evil soul masters is already much higher than those of the same rank.

For a top evil soul master of the same rank like Yan Li, with a reasonable tactical arrangement, it is not impossible to kill the enemy even by leapfrogging.

Let alone an ordinary soul king.

In Tang Yin's carriage,
Wang Hu pushed open the car door and walked down with great strides.

The dark yellow light around him kept surging, and a fiery bursting breath continued to spread in all directions.

The five soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black complement each other, and they are so powerful!

"Perfect soul ring ratio?"

Yan Li was shocked at first, and then a burst of disdain emerged in his heart,

"What about the soul king?"

"Since the martial soul has been strengthened, I have killed the soul king of the same class like chickens and dogs!"

Wang Hu, who was in the state of martial spirit possession, was much taller than before. His pair of tiger eyes swept around, and his eyes were locked on Yan Li at once!

No wonder,
Yan Li didn't intend to hide his aura at all,
Coupled with the fact that Wang Hu possessed a martial spirit, his combat intuition and perception were extremely keen, and it was easy to find Yan Li's traces.

"In the middle of the night, it was your kid who came to disturb people's dreams."

Wang Hu stuck out his tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and creaked his two thick fists.

"I don't know if I get angry when I wake up!"

Yan Li sneered, and casually walked a few steps closer to Wang Hu.

"I like sleeping so much, then you will—"

Before Yan Li finished his sentence, Wang Hu in front of him moved without warning!

The third and fifth spirit rings flickered successively in a very short period of time,
Wang Hu's body was covered with a layer of gray light. On the huge fist, there was a layer of bony spurs like knuckles, and his speed became faster.

His idea is very simple,
A lion fights a rabbit, and it takes all the effort.

What's more, this ghost-like person in front of him brought him a lot of mental pressure.

If you can't hit hard with one blow,
I'm afraid that after being distanced by the other party, the one who fell into passivity is myself.

"Buzz!"

There was a dull vibration in the air.

Wang Hu took a step forward and was in front of Yan Li in an instant.

The huge fist smashed down with a whistling wind, with the aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi,
It is unreasonable to win with straightness and to overwhelm others with force!

The moment Wang Hu punched out, Yan Li's face, who was originally calm and calm, changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

With a blur in front of his eyes, he could only feel that Wang Hu's thick fist was like a dark yellow shooting star, carrying a terrifying force, getting brighter and closer in his eyes!

Yan Li's heart was filled with ghosts, almost like a conditioned reflex, the soul power surged, and his arms supported the defense in front of him.

There was an explosion of "bang!", followed by the sound of "crack" bones cracking,
Yan Li's entire body, like a broken sack, was lifted up by Wang Hu, and then hit the ground heavily, leaving a deep ravine.

The smoke is rolling!

"Tch, how strong I thought I was."

Looking at Yan Li who collapsed limply in the ravine, Wang Hu curled his lips with a disdainful expression on his face.

It's just that the soul power is still surging in the palm, as if preparing to deal another blow to Yan Li who has already been severely injured.

　The third is five o'clock in the afternoon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)