Douluo's mask

Feng Erhe smiled when he heard this: "That's enough. You can take Feng Miao away. It's time for him to practice."

"Then let's go first! Uncle Feng." Langji said goodbye.

"Remember to go home often, go home and see! I don't know how many years it will take you to leave." Feng Erhe's words revealed sadness, but his tone made him feel very happy.

He probably wanted Feng Miao to leave a long time ago.

"Goodbye, Uncle Feng!" This time he was really leaving.

Feng Er didn't reply, but just returned to the street and walked towards the manor.

Langwei also walked towards the city gate and met with Bafu and the others.

Feng Erhe took out a card and put it on his forehead and sighed: "My dear, I'm finally gone. Feng Miao has taken everyone home these years and lost a lot of money. The evil is finally gone."

At the city gate, Lang Wei, who had finished talking to Feng Erhe, came to Ba Fu and the others: "Hey! It's time to hit the road!"

Head all the way south to the Star Luo Empire.

When they just left the city, Ba Fu and Feng Miao said they were very fresh and enjoyed the scenery along the way. However, after walking for two days, they had become wary of the wild, especially the dangers that can be seen everywhere.

Look, now the danger is coming!

"Stop! Robbery!" Seven big men in linen clothes suddenly jumped out from the forest, holding machetes in their hands, pointing directly at the wandering group.

Langji immediately sensed the fluctuations in the soul power of the seven people, and then whispered to Ba Fu and Feng Miao, who were trembling behind him: "There is only one great soul master, the others are ordinary people, you can solve it, I really don't know how to find out the situation." I was so scared.”

When Feng Miao Bafu heard that there was only one great soul master, his face turned red and he coughed twice. He stood up straight again and walked in front of Lang Ji.

After Feng Miao learned about the opponent's strength, he became very arrogant. He pointed at the great soul master's nose with one hand and said: "Hey! Tell me what you are not doing well! You want to rob! And who you want to rob is not good, but you want to rob us!" We have three soul masters!"

But when the rugged-looking and flesh-faced bandit leader heard this, his expression did not change at all. Instead, his face turned even more ferocious and he said: "Just a few brats, I, Zhu Rong, have been robbing ordinary souls here for decades." No one is my opponent! It’s up to you!

Kids, surround them, don't let them escape! "

Lang Ji didn't expect that this guy was capable of leapfrogging, but it was useless. Feng Miao and Ba Fu could easily torture him together.

"It's just a challenge to the Soul Lord, Feng Miao Ba Fu, don't be a coward! You will definitely torture him if we go together! I will hold the place for you!" Langji was very disdainful of Zhu Rong.

"Boss! There is a beautiful flower girl here!" One of the bandits who gathered around saw Ye Wenwen and smiled with a lustful expression on his face. Bah, bitch!

When Zhu Rong heard this, he stretched out his head and saw Ye Wenwen's appearance, so a disgusting smile appeared on his face full of flesh!

When I saw it, I felt very disgusted and disgusted.

Ye Wenwen was so frightened by the sight, especially after seeing Zhu Zhurong's disgusting face, that she wanted to vomit at one point. She hurriedly hid behind Langji, looked at Langji's face that fascinated thousands of girls, and felt much better.

Langji looked at the disgusting smiles of the bandits around him and the dirty words they said. His temper was not very good: "Feng Miao, drag that disgusting fat man with you first, and Ba Fu, go and deal with these things." Ordinary people, go and help Feng Miao."

Looking at the disgusting faces of these bandits, Feng Miao and Ba Fu couldn't help but want to beat them up. Now that they have been allowed, what are they waiting for?

Feng Miao ran straight towards Pork Rong, activating his martial spirit on the way. Seeing him rushing out, a young bandit quickly ran in front of him to block Feng Miao, but was saved by a group of big Ku Shui from Feng Miao and fell unconscious.

When Ba Fu saw that Feng Miao had already taken action, he showed no sign of weakness and attacked the five remaining bandits around him. The five bandits also knew how hard they were trying and fled in a hurry. What a waste.

Zhurong Rong saw that these trashes had just left him and ran away, so he shouted angrily: "Just wait for me! I will let you taste the taste of betraying me in the future." It seems that he is very confident in himself that he can carry out the wandering for a few years. People are defeated.

When the other bandits heard this, they thought about their long time with their boss. Due to the long-term influence of time, they almost mythed their boss, so they could only bite the bullet and come back to fight with Ba Fu.

Ba Fu used a left hook, swept Tang's legs, and uppercut, finishing four people.

Ba Fu looked at the last person, and the bad taste came. Ba Fu chuckled and pinched the last person's neck. He didn't put it down until the man's face was as red as fire, and gave him a kick to make him faint.

Looking at Feng Miao, although the realm is the same, Zhu Zhurong has obviously reached the peak of the great soul master, and his decades of combat experience are not what Feng Miao can match, so he was beaten and retreated.

Seeing this, Ba Fu rushed forward to join the battle. After years of training, his strength was no less than that of any attack-type soul master of the same level.

Zhu Zhurong did not look down upon Ba Fu, who had not even opened his martial spirit. He freed up one hand to guard against Ba Fu's attacking fist, and then he was about to throw Ba Fu into a tree to delay Feng Miao's attack.

Feng Miao felt much more relaxed because Zhu Zhurong had just moved one hand to deal with Ba Fu, so he quickly used his first and second soul skills: "Blood Wolf Dog, Wolverine Body!"

Without giving Zhu Zhurong time to react, he took out one of his hands and attacked with both hands, beating Zhu Zhurong back again and again.

But Ba Fu, who was thrown out by Zhu Rong, did not hit the tree. Instead, he put his feet on the tree, bent his knees, and rushed towards Zhu Rong.

Zhurong Rong, who had been defeated by Feng Miao, did not expect that Ba Fu, who had just been thrown away by him, would come back again. At this time, he was attacked from both sides.

Pork Rong's two fists are hard to beat with four hands.

But decades of combat experience allowed him to come back.

Zhu Zhurong first shrank himself into a ball as much as possible: "The first soul skill, the ball of defense!" A red barrier wrapped around his body.

The attacks by Feng and Miao were temporarily ineffective.

Zhu Zhurong quickly took advantage of this time to adjust his condition: "The second soul skill, essence compression!"

A flash of black-red light suddenly appeared, and then Zhu Rong's body slimmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. The clothes that would have been bursting at any time immediately became fit.

The barrier has also been broken by Feng Miao and the others, but this time the attack is not as effective as before, it only repels them by one point.

The slimmed-down Pork Rong was no longer as inconvenient as the previous tank. His speed immediately increased several times, and his strength seemed to have improved a lot.

Because he actually knocked back Feng Miao, who had used the first and second soul skills, one meter away.

But Ba Fu, who was behind him, didn't notice the change in Zhu Rong or he was attacking on his own, and he didn't have the slightest doubt that he couldn't beat Zhu Rong. He just thought that Feng Miao was fighting back again.

Zhurong Rong was annoyed with the little bug behind him, so he turned around and punched Bayu. As a food type, Bayu didn't have Fengmiao's defense, so he almost sent him away with one punch. The tree behind him It was also broken, and Ba Fu fell there and twitched.

Langji knew the confidence of Zhu Rong at a glance. It was obvious that Feng Miao and Ba Fu were no longer opponents.

Wenwen frowned and retreated behind Langji.

Langji frowned, unable to think of a move.

It's time to think about whether to take action or not.

Feng Miao has exhausted his trump card: "Battle Realm!"

Feng Miao's all-round improvement doubled, and he fought with Pork Rong for a while.

But it seems that Pork Rong is more durable than Fengmiao.

Feng Miao's soul power has been almost exhausted.

As for Zhu Zhurong's soul skills, I don't know if they are permanent or if his soul power is sufficient, but he still maintains a slim state.

When Langji saw this, he no longer hesitated, and rushed forward to punch Zhurourong. Zhurourong was obviously confident of the current situation, so he cooperated with Langji and punched him.

As a result, Langji broke his arm with one punch. Without giving him any time to breathe, he pursued the victory and then punched him in the stomach.

"Pfft!" Pork Rong spat out that donating blood is free of charge. It seems that there is no charge for blood in the first place.

When Langji saw the blood donation rushing towards him, he quickly dodged sideways with disgust on his face.