Douluo's holy sword

At the gate of Xiaoluo City, guards stand guard every day to collect money.

"Everyone comes in in an orderly manner," the guard shouted as he looked at the noisy team.

"Really, a bunch of them," the guard spat disdainfully.

However, suddenly, a breeze blew beside him.

This is not the point, the most important thing is that he seems to have seen a white shadow leaping past.

"Yeah" the guard rubbed his eyes, looking confused.

"Did you see anything passing by just now?" the guard said hesitantly.

"Haha stuff" The companion was obviously a little strange when asked.

"Where did this thing come from? Are you dazzled? I told you to take it easy and don't look for Xiao Taohong every day. Look, your eyes are dazzled now. The next step is probably to be a sheep."

"I bah bah bah bah, I'll last forever in this life," the guard cursed angrily.

However, at the same time, he also felt guilty.

It's not really because of what you've been doing lately, right?

Last time he saw an old man suddenly disappear.

Otherwise, I really should go less during this period.

In Xiaoluo city.

"It's not peaceful in the city recently," an old coachman sighed in a carriage parked on the side of the street.

"Are you talking about the car dealer?" the middle-aged man at the bookstall nearby asked curiously.

"Yes, so many people from car dealerships died one after another, and they all died silently."

"You can do this kind of thing," the middle-aged man said hesitantly.

"It's a soul master, right?"

"It should be." The old coachman puffed on his dry cigarette and smoked.

"Other than a soul master, who else can do such a thing?" His words were very sure.

The guards at all the doors had never seen anyone enter, and they didn't even know when someone died inside.

This is something that ordinary people can do

"What does this soul master want? It's not like seeking revenge. Let's not talk about how ordinary people like us dare to provoke a soul master. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's talk about the old man Yu from Lantian Car Dealer. He is famous. He is a good old man, even if he sees a stray cat or dog, he will give him a meal, but now," the middle-aged man cursed in a low voice.

Obviously, the death of "Old Yutou" made him very uncomfortable.

"This is all fate," the old coachman said, shaking his head.

In this world, it doesn't mean that good people will be rewarded with good things.

"Forget it, it's bad luck if you don't talk about it." The middle-aged man spat hard, as if he wanted to throw away all the unclean things.

"Hasn't it been peaceful for more than half a month? The murderer should have left. Such a thing has even alarmed the deacons of Wuhun Palace. How can ordinary people dare to stay for a long time?"

"Hey, that's not necessarily true." The old coachman put down his cigarette stick and sneered.

"What's wrong?" the middle-aged man said with wide eyes.

"You haven't married yet, right?" the old coachman glanced sideways at him.

"Aren't you saving money for your wife?" the middle-aged man said angrily, "Why are you bringing this up when you have nothing to do?"

"They are in their thirties, and they still think about things like teenagers. No wonder they can't find a wife." The old driver scolded.

Seeing the unconvinced expression on the middle-aged man's face, the old coachman had no choice but to continue talking to him.

"You just said Wuhun Palace, right?" the old coachman sneered.

"Tell me, who are the people in Wuhun Palace?"

"Who is it?" The middle-aged man touched his head, feeling a little confused.

"A man and a woman, who else can they be?"

"You stupid donkey, you deserve not to have a wife in your life." The old coachman's face turned red and he almost jumped up in anger.

"If you have something to say, why should you curse?" the middle-aged man said unhappily.

"It's you I'm scolding." The old coachman held the cigarette rod in his hand and tried to hit the middle-aged man on the head several times.

"Listen up, I'm telling you, they are all soul masters." The old coachman looked around and saw that there was only an alley that few people would pass by.

He just didn't know why he always felt that the shadow there seemed a little bigger.

After that, after making sure no one was eavesdropping, he whispered.

"You mean" at last the middle-aged man is not stupid enough yet, he still has some understanding after what he said.

"That's right." The old coachman nodded.

"For those soul masters, ordinary people like us are not on the same level as them at all. Only when we are soul masters can we be recognized by them."

"Do you think they would really arrest an equal person for us low-class people?"

"Would you kill your next-door neighbor because a chicken or duck died?"

The old coachman's plain words revealed a faint self-mockery.

But it seems like the truth of the world, like iron rules.

"Isn't that true?" The middle-aged man was obviously frightened by the old coachman's astonishing words. His words were not fluent and somewhat stumbling.

"Ha, who knows?" The old coachman leaned on the car with his eyes narrowed and took another deep breath of dry cigarette.

He would say this, naturally, because he had seen similar things in his early years.

A soul master who made a mistake was caught by the people of Wuhun Palace. Then, what awaited him was not trial and imprisonment but being taken to join Wuhun Palace by the deacon of Wuhun Palace.

He remembered that the soul master's mistake was killing two ordinary people who slightly bumped into him in the street.

And what did the deacon of Wuhun Palace say?

It is obviously much more important for two ordinary people to kill someone like you.

Ah

The old coachman, who was still young at that time, covered his mouth tightly and huddled in the grass, not daring to make any sound to avoid being killed.

Fortunately, those two soul masters are obviously not outstanding in perception, of course, it may also be because they are too lazy to perceive carefully.

Therefore, the old coachman escaped unharmed.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that the old coachman let go of his bruised hands, gasped for breath, and left all his snot and tears behind.

One of the two people who died was his brother.

biological brother.

A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the old coachman, who was sunk in memories, and he didn't even notice that the dry tobacco in his hand had been burned out.

"Old man, I think what you said is a bit biased." The middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Oh," the old coachman said in a daze after coming back to his senses.

"I don't know why you think that way." The big man looked very serious.

"However, I think that the kind of people you are talking about are still a minority after all."

"I can't guarantee that all the deacons of Wuhun Palace are good people, but I think most of them are good people."

"Last time, Deacon Cheng of Wuhun Palace, a child accidentally bumped into him and even soiled his pants. However, instead of blaming Deacon Cheng, he apologized to the child."

"Master He from Wuhun Palace, last time he helped my neighbor's children awaken their Wuhun."

"and also"

The big man gave nearly ten examples piecemeal. The old coachman didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly from the sidelines.

"Anyway, I think there are very few soul masters like the one you mentioned." After talking for a long time, the big man didn't know how to sum it up. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only say such a sentence.

"I hope so." The old coachman closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Perhaps, this guy was right, because he was thinking too darkly.

But, I can’t change it.

Even if he knows that his idea is wrong

Just because of that incident, it had such a profound impact on him.

The two of them didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the shadow of the alley beside them.

very scary

Is the human world so scary?

A huge rabbit, more than one meter long, carrying a light blue bundle, was shivering in the shadows.

It was the Lightning Rabbit who left Morningstar Forest for the first time.

After being deceived by Ye Yao and becoming lame, Lightning Rabbit followed the direction Ye Yao pointed out to him and came to the city of Aden at an extremely fast speed.

It took Ye Yao half a day to ride the carriage, but Lightning Rabbit only took less than an hour.

Then, when it entered a human city for the first time, it was a little overwhelmed, so it hid in the shadow of an alley to calm down.

I didn't expect to hear such a shocking thing.

Is there such a murderous maniac in the human world? Then will he kill rabbits?

Brother, I'm so scared

Lightning Rabbit misses someone like never before, obviously it was only an hour apart.

If it doesn't work, you have to leave quickly. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble if you meet that murderer.

No, even if you don’t meet a murderer, you’ll be in trouble if you meet a soul master.

The eldest brother talked about where he was going after arriving in this city.

West is right, northwest

The city is too scary, I want to go back to the forest

Star Forest, waiting for me

The Lightning Rabbit with firm eyes shook its body, and after confirming that the burden on its body was fine, it turned into a white shadow again and shuttled through the city.

As long as they pass Xiaoluo City, they only need to pass through a small city to reach the Star Dou Forest.

Come on Lightning Rabbit, you can do it

From now on, the great adventure of Lightning Rabbit begins

Then, the Lightning Rabbit, who was immersed in his lust, didn't notice that he didn't know where to start. He had left the remote alley, left the shadow, and came to the crowded street.

Later, on that day, many people claimed to have seen a white shadow flashing past on the street.

There were even two soul masters from Wuhun Palace who testified.

This incident aroused the great attention of the local Wuhundian.

They had reason to suspect that this white shadow was related to the previous murderer.

Because of that terrifying speed.

The master of Xiaoluo City's Wuhun Hall, a control-type soul sage, had a solemn expression after hearing his subordinate's description.

"At least that's the speed and agility of a Soul Douluo," the palace master said solemnly.

That is to say, the possibility of Titled Douluo cannot be ruled out.

"Why did such a strong man come to Xiaoluo City, and why did he kill a few ordinary people for no reason?"

"There must be something fishy about this matter. Immediately send a message and ask the main palace to send strong men over. Don't take it lightly."

Subsequently, after the urgent message was sent, it attracted great attention from Wuhun Palace and even attracted

after seven days

"Old ghost, the person in charge here said it might be a Titled Douluo, do you think it's possible?" said a feminine voice.

A titled Douluo killed several ordinary people and was caught running wildly on the street.

Title Douluo lost all face.

"Nothing is impossible." A hoarse voice like a mummy said, and a ghost-like figure emerged with it.

Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo

"Haha, it can't be a mistake, right?" Ju Douluo smiled casually.

"Probably not. To be able to garrison a big city like Xiaoluo City, the vision and strength of the person in charge should be guaranteed." Ghost Douluo said solemnly.

"Well, then I don't know which old guy did this." Ju Douluo smiled playfully.

Almost all of the Contra and above powerhouses on the mainland have acquaintances, and most of them even have friendships.

"My lords." The local palace master hurriedly bowed to greet him.

These two are the two titled Douluo who are closest to His Highness the Pope, and they are different from those who are pure-hearted and ascetic in the enshrinement hall. These two have much more power in their hands.

"Okay, I'll just skip the formality." Ju Douluo said softly.

"Hurry up and get down to business. After we finish, we still have things to go back to."

The hall master didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly took the two of them to the Wuhun Hall.

The bodies of all victims are temporarily placed here.

"Old ghost, it's up to you." Ju Douluo said.

Ghost Douluo nodded imperceptibly, and then began to carefully sense the corpse auras of the many dead in front of him.

Ghost Douluo's martial spirit is special, and his perception of the corpse of the dead is quite unique.

Theoretically, after such a long time, the murderer was just an ordinary person killed with a single stroke of soul power, and the remaining aura should have dissipated long ago.

However, if it was Ghost Douluo, he might still be able to perceive a thing or two.

After a long time, Ghost Douluo opened his mouth to speak.

"It's not a Titled Douluo, it's a Contra."

"There are really such boring people." Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes.

Although he is not a titled Douluo, he is actually a Soul Douluo.

"Can you tell who it is?"

"No, there is too little aura left, and it can be judged that the approximate cultivation level is already at the limit." Ghost Douluo shook his head and said.

In the final analysis, it was because these people were just ordinary people, and killing them only required a negligible amount of soul power.

Otherwise, if it is even a corpse at the level of a soul master or soul sect, maybe a little more things can be found.

"Then let's look for him according to the agility and attack system for the time being." Ju Douluo glanced at the palace master beside him, who had his head lowered, and said softly.

On the continent, there are only a few Contras of the Agile Attack type.

After all, the circle is that big.

"The most famous ones should be from the Sensitive Clan," Ju Douluo said.

"The former affiliated sect of Haotian Sect"

The ultimate pursuit of speed, although the combat power is extremely hip, but in terms of speed, it surpasses many titled Douluo.

It seems that it is very consistent with the words of the palace master.

Beside him, the body of the hall master trembled slightly.

It is actually related to the Haotian Sect, the head of the seven major sects.

"It's possible." Ghost Douluo didn't rule out this possibility.

Although Haotianzong has been hiding from the world for a long time, the possibility that they want to come out of the mountain again cannot be ruled out.

However, at the same time, he raised another possibility.

"Have you ever thought about it?" Ghost Douluo said.

"Where is the place with the most Agile Attack Soul Douluo on the mainland?"

"You mean?" A look of shock appeared on Ju Douluo's face.

"That's right, it's our Wuhun Palace."

If this happens, things will get interesting.

It stands to reason that a Contra-level expert, whether he is stationed in a certain place or staying in Wuhun City, must be notified in advance once he leaves.

However, they don't seem to have received such news

"Go back and check." Ju Douluo said coldly.

He wanted to see if someone really had some other thoughts.

They didn't notice it, and they probably noticed it but didn't say it.

The hall master on the side was already sweating profusely.

Can I just pretend I didn’t hear this?

Why is it that the factions within Wuhun Palace are fighting again?

I am just a Soul Saint... These secrets are not something I can hear...

No one knows, but it was just a momentary careless behavior of a rabbit in a hurry to deliver the letter, which triggered a series of major behaviors one after another.