Douluo's Heroic Spirit

Chapter 87 One Sword Asura
"How do I know? I know a lot.

I also know that one of his spirits is Blue Silver Grass, and the other spirit is Clear Sky Hammer. "Among Bibi Dong's indifferent words, Yu Xiaogang was sweating profusely from nervousness.

Back then, after Tang Hao killed the former Pope Chihiro Ji of the Wuhun Palace, he had already stood on the opposite side of the Wuhun Palace, but now Yu Xiaogang silently accepted Tang Hao's son as his apprentice, which also Indirectly caused him to stand on the opposite side of Wuhun Temple.

And this confrontation is more profound and thorough than the confrontation between Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and Wuhundian, unless he can abandon Tang San on the spot, but this is for Jade who already regards Tang San as all his future hopes. For Xiao Gang, it was absolutely impossible.

Now because of Bibi Dong's anti-general, this made Yu Xiaogang directly disrupt his plan, from the cultivation method of seeking twin martial souls to ensuring Tang San's life safety.

Although Tang San has Tang Hao's protection, in Yu Xiaogang's view, he will definitely be able to survive under the pursuit of the Wuhun Palace, but Tang Hao can't protect Tang San for a lifetime, and this will also affect Tang San's cultivation, so He began to think about the argument that he could keep Tang San.

"My lord pope, I have no children in my life, Tang San is just like my son... I beg you, let Tang San go." Said, Yu Xiaogang consciously lowered his head, this time, he has already Throw your so-called face thousands of miles away.

But hearing Yu Xiaogang's pleading, Bibidong laughed out loud, "Hahaha, son! Hahahaha, your son! What kind of skill is it to steal Tang Hao's son? Why don't you go and have a baby with Liu Erlong?" ? Oh, I forgot, she seems to be Ni's younger sister."

Facing Bibi Dong's action that was like pouring salt on the wound, Yu Xiaogang bit his lips and dared not speak out, even under the observation of Title Douluo, he dared not even get angry.

"Then beg me to let him go, why do you think I will promise you?"

Hearing the questioning from Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have made up his mind, "Your Highness, I originally traded my life for another, my life for Tang San's."

Yu Xiaogang was betting that although Bibi Dong had changed a lot now, he still believed that she had him in her heart, that's why she said such words on purpose.

And just as Yu Xiaogang thought, Bibi Dong's expression gradually became gloomy.

At this time, the disadvantages of the potion of love will appear, that is, it will only affect things related to Wuling.

Just like the previous exercises, because the exercises were written by Wu Ling, so considering the two, Bibi Dong would choose for Wu Ling instead of giving the exercises to Yu Xiaogang.

But in this situation, although Wu Ling told her about Tang San's existence, he didn't express his attitude towards him, so Bibi Dong wouldn't involve her feelings for Wu Ling when making a decision.

"Yu Xiaogang, don't think that I won't kill you!" A huge murderous aura radiated from Bibi Dong's body. The coercion at the Title Douluo level coupled with the stimulation of the murderous aura, the double torment from body and spirit constantly impacted Yu Xiaogang's soul.

Being pressed to the ground under pressure, Yu Xiaogang had no doubt that he would really die in the next second, but this double torture only lasted for a few seconds, and then retreated like a tide.

"Yu Xiaogang, you bastard! It's been more than 20 years, are you coming back to bully me again!"

"Cough, cough, His Holiness the Pope... Tang San..."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang getting up, the first thing she did was continue to ask Tang San, which also made Bibidong become more indifferent to him after she calmed down.

"Okay, I won't shoot him, get out!"

After finishing speaking, Bibi Dong waved her hand, and the strong wind pressure hit Yu Xiaogang's body, directly knocking him out of the Pope's Palace.

With a "bang", the door of the Pope's Palace closed, Yu Xiaogang lay curled up at the door, his body that hadn't fought for a long time was thrown like this, he thought he was going to die here.

The guards on both sides looked at me and I looked at you, and the last guard who was closest to Yu Xiaogang walked up.

"Hurry up, hurry up, no one is allowed to lie down here." Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was still panting, the guard ignored him, and planned to drag Yu Xiaogang away, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Yu Xiaogang was caught. Xiaogang opened it with a slap.

"I can still move."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep look at the gate of the Pope's Palace. Although he didn't get any of the two things he originally planned, and he also lost an elder order, he also confirmed two things: "Tang San is safe" and "Tang San is safe." "She still has me in her heart."

Holding on to his sore body, Yu Xiaogang left here step by step.

When he came to the street, it was already getting late, and he didn't even have the mood to look at the soul tools that attracted him, so he directly found a carriage to return the room that hadn't been there for 10 minutes, and then filled the carriage , took advantage of the night to leave this holy place in the hearts of countless soul masters.

As for what he will do after he leaves, that's not in Bibi Dong's thinking. Based on her understanding of Yu Xiaogang, she will probably increase the amount of training for that Tang San after returning.

But Bibi Dong didn't care, because he was still in the Wuhun Hall, Bibidong looked in a certain direction, as if she could still see Wu Ling exercising at home, and she could still see the figure of the Wu Ling who was with her after she left. Chatting, helping her with advice, cooking for her and caring about her Wu Ling,

"Ling'er, when will you come back..."

Time flies, and a year has passed like this. At this time, Wu Ling's victory has also reached an astonishing 95 wins, which is very close to Yu Sheng.

During this one and a half years, Wu Ling killed more than 800 people inside the Hell Killing Fields alone, and no less than 300 people outside the killing fields. Adding up, he can already be counted as a thousand people beheaded.

And because of his superb sword skills, except for some real masters, nearly [-]% of the rest of the people would be killed by him with a single blow, so Wu Ling also has his own title in the capital of killings - One Sword Asura!

The current Killing City has produced such an unspoken rule that the most dangerous person here is the young man with the lightest murderous intent and a knife, because you never know when he is going to kill you, even when the person walks You can only feel his existence when you slashed behind you.

In the inner city of the killing capital, in a dark room, the woman in black gauze who first received Wu Ling was kneeling on the ground, reporting something to the person in front of her.

"Report to the King of Slaughter, Shura has won again today with one blow."

"I know!" An extremely tall figure sat on the chair in front of him. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the boundless arrogance on his body was enough to make one's heart tremble.

"The great King of Slaughter, Yi Dao Shura's sword skills are really terrifying, and he is still honing his sword skills in the process of killing. In the past year and a half, his realm of sword skills has advanced again. To put it bluntly, in the case of not being able to use soul skills, Contra is no match for him, even Title Douluo may..."

The black-veiled woman seemed very worried, and it was all because of the prophecy of "The God of Death is coming, and hell will be a disaster."

This actually means that a killing god will appear one day, and it is precisely because of his appearance that it will lead to the destruction of the killing city. Originally, this person refers to Tang San destroying the killing city with a snow-colored swan kiss, but because Wu The appearance of Wu Ling caused the insiders, such as the King of Slaughter and the woman in black yarn, to suspect the prophesied God of Killing on Wu Ling.

(End of this chapter)