Douluo: Be the King from the Town of Soul Street

There was a mess among the woods.

The ten soul saint-level experts were all lying on the ground, their breath almost extinguished.

The worst person was undoubtedly the leading brother, Han Beishi.

He was originally extremely arrogant and was smashed into a pulp by Xu Chu's red-blooded tiger hammer. He was stuck to the ground without even looking like a human being.

"Are you all right?"

Cao Yanbing slowly approached through the blood on the ground. In the dark night, he was like a Lord of the Undead, which made people feel timid.

"No...it's okay." Even seeing him approaching, Wang Yan and Zhao Man, who had just woken up, subconsciously took a step back.

I don't know why, but when they saw Cao Yanbing approaching, they felt a sense of extreme fear from the bottom of their hearts. Perhaps his murderous behavior just now left a psychological shadow on them.

"Sir... Cao."

A timid voice sounded, and Cao Yanbing turned his head to look, only to see Su Jieqiong standing aside, her fingertips playing with the corners of her clothes, her little head hanging slightly.

"Thank you... Mr. Cao..." She raised her head and showed an intoxicating smile to Cao Yanbing, but the red mark left on her neck was particularly dazzling.

"It's a small matter." Cao Yanbing waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Lord."

Xu Chu and Dian Wei came over from a distance. He knelt down on one knee and stretched out his hand towards Cao Yanbing. In the palm of his hand, there was an exquisite token lying quietly, with the two characters of dragon and phoenix engraved on it.

"Tiandou."

Taking the token and carefully looking at the words engraved on it, Cao Yanbing said with a cold smile: "It is indeed the Tiandou Empire. If I had known, I should have directly marked the Imperial City of the Tiandou Empire to let them know who he was. You can mess with anyone, but you can’t mess with anyone.”

Putting away the token, he turned his head and looked at the two guardian spirits behind him, "Thank you for your hard work, generals."

"Lord, you are joking."

"Go back, it's enough for me to be here."

"Yes, my lord."

As soon as the words fell, the huge bodies of Xu Chu and Dian Wei instantly turned into red light spots, and finally entered Cao Yanbing's body like stars.

"This thing." Cao Yanbing looked at the token in his hand. After detecting the remaining energy fluctuations on it, he casually crushed it.

In an instant, a weak fluctuation of mental power suddenly rippled out, and several people felt it.

"Sir... this is probably some kind of communication tool..." Wang Yan reminded cautiously.

"It doesn't matter." Cao Yanbing waved his hand casually. His original intention was to leave a remnant for him to report back, but he didn't expect these people to be so arrogant and unwilling to resist.

Seeing his understatement, Wang Yan and Zhao Man felt more and more that this thigh should be hugged.

"Thank you for your help, sir. Wang Yan and the Jihuo Mercenary Group will remember this kindness in their hearts. If there is an opportunity in the future, they will repay it with their lives." Wang Yan also woke up, his face darkened, and he faced Cao Yanbing Kneeling on one knee, he said solemnly.

"Thank you, Master Cao. You are such a good man." Zhao Man lost the arrogance of the past, and while apologizing, he also did not forget to flatter Cao Yanbing.

"This incident started because of me, and they all came after me. If I let it go, I would be despised by everyone." Cao Yanbing smiled and looked at Zhao Man, "Also , I am not a good person, I am the Demon King, Demon King Cao."

Just kidding, he, Cao Yanbing, is not a hero, nor does he have a Holy Mother's heart. He has a sense of proportion in his heart to kill what should be killed and what should be spared.

"Okay, there should be some loot left on them. You should take the time to collect it and find another place to rest."

"Yes, sir!" Wang Yan and others were shocked, and then nodded in response with some joy.

You must know that these are all soul saint level experts, and there must be some treasures in their soul guides that ordinary people cannot find.

If one or two rare treasures can be found, then the injuries suffered all over the body will be considered to be in vain.

With this idea in mind, Wang Yan and Zhao Man, who were covered in scars, happily ran towards the battlefield, not caring about the blood and debris on the ground as they searched for the soul tools on those people.

"Summoning two guardian spirits and releasing skills continuously consumes a lot of spiritual energy."

Feeling the fatigue coming from his mind and body, Cao Yanbing gently rubbed his sore cheeks, walked to the distant woods alone, found an open place, lit a fire, and sat cross-legged.

Seeing Cao Yanbing leaving, Su Jieqiong bit her lips and followed quietly. After seeing the former's tired face, she surprisingly did not disturb him and sat quietly by the bonfire.

"He's really awesome..."

A strange thought flashed through her heart, and Su Jieqiong's face turned crimson.

It seemed that unknowingly, this man's figure had been engraved in her heart.

It may be between standing in front of her and resisting all attacks for her, or between giving her hope when her life is about to disappear.

But she also understands.

A young man with mutated twin martial souls, no soul ring, but vaguely as strong as a titled Douluo is so outstanding, so outstanding that even the sun can temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

Such people……

Just let me like it myself...

Naturally, Cao Yanbing didn't know what Su Jieqiong was thinking. Now he had entered a specific state.

Feeling his increasingly full aura realm, Cao Yanbing sighed in disbelief: "Why has there been no fluctuation in the aura realm, but now it shows a slowly rising trend?"

If his original state was according to the standards of Zhenhun Street Spiritual Realm, he should be in the state of shouting, but now he is getting closer and closer to the scorching level in the hazy state.

And during this period...it seemed like he didn't do anything else...

Recalling my actions in the past few days, I seemed to insist on bringing up a point, which seemed to be the battle that just happened.

"Could it be said that... killing people can make you stronger?"

It seems that when he was in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he had killed the strong men of the Spirit Hall before, and his strength seemed to have improved to a certain extent after that...

"Could it be that……"

Cao Yanbing's eyes lit up, and he had a larger guess in his mind.

After killing many powerful men in Wuhun Hall before, his strength has been improved, and their souls have also appeared in Rakshasa Street.

After killing these Soul Saint-level minions this time, my strength has also improved. Is there a possibility that their souls are now also included in Rakshasa Street?

"Does it mean that as long as I kill, I can absorb his soul and pass him into Rakshasa Street? In this way, the more people I kill, the faster my strength will grow?"

Thinking of this, Cao Yanbing couldn't help but shudder. If this was really the case, wouldn't it mean that he was encouraging him to kill like crazy?

"That's not right." Putting away this absurd idea, Cao Yanbing carefully recalled the people he met on Rakshasa Street for the first time.

He seemed to remember that the people he had killed in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect were far more than that. If his guess was correct, then the previous battle in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Chinese should have given him more experience. It should be much bigger than this time, but the reality is almost the opposite.

"The more powerful you kill, the more energy you will feed back to yourself. Well, yes, that should be the case... Forget it, let's talk about it then."

Cao Yanbing did not speculate too much on whether the theory was true or false. He would just find a suitable time to verify it later.

Feeling the double exhaustion coming from both body and spirit, he finally closed his eyes.

He is really tired now.