Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

The first time Lei Hao felt a tingling sensation.

"Concentrate on finding your martial soul."

Mo Cheng shouted.

"what……"

Lei Hao endured the pain, took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes.

Mo Cheng paused slightly, in such a situation, Lei Hao had suffered a lot, if it were Xiao Wu, he would immediately shake his head, lie flat while running, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

After a while, a wave of soul power burst out from Lei Hao's body.

"The second awakening, it really is the main body martial soul."

Mo Cheng withdrew his hand, sat back on his seat, and looked at Lei Hao with a smile.

At this time Lei Hao's body was undergoing some small changes.

At this time, the convoy stopped. It was the detonator who sensed the movement here, so he wanted to come and have a look.

"Master Mo, may I ask what happened just now?"

The detonator shouted under Mo Cheng's carriage. At this time, his address to Mo Cheng also changed from Mr. Mo to Mr. Mo when Mo Cheng explained the origin of the elder's order.

At this moment, Mo Cheng poked his head out slightly and made a silent movement.

The detonator was a little puzzled, but he lowered his voice and asked.

"Boy Lei Hao, you have awakened your martial soul."

Mo Cheng said with a smile.

"really?"

Hearing this, Manager Lei was immediately overjoyed, thinking that the hard life of Little Six is ​​finally over, and he worshiped such a good teacher as Mo Cheng.

I'm really happy for Little Six.

"Ah."

Mo Cheng nodded slightly.

"How about we continue to rest where we are?"

The detonator asked for instructions.

"can."

Mo Cheng nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll order it now."

Detonator was so excited that he wanted to tell Lao Zhang the news to his fellows who had been following him, and they had also been witnessing the growth of Little Six.

After a while, the caravan stopped again to take a rest.

Mo Cheng got off the carriage and was almost startled by the sound.

"Thank you, Master Mo!"

Those guys all shouted in unison and bowed to Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng looked bewildered.

"What are you doing? Little Liu is still reawakening his martial soul. If you are so loud, it will disturb Liu's awakening."

The detonators reprimanded the past one by one.

Mo Cheng smiled warmly, these people are quite simple.

"Lei Hao will follow me from now on, everyone can rest assured."

Mo Cheng also assured them.

"Lord Mo is just different, different from the great people I've seen before."

"That's right, those big shots don't seem to think highly of us, Lord Mo is different from them."

Everyone smiled and praised Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng found a place to sit down, and after a while, people from the caravan came over with food and asked Mo Cheng if he wanted to eat some too.

Mo Cheng started to eat some, but felt that there was really nothing delicious, so he just accepted and didn't want to eat any more.

"Master Mo, do you need to eat more?"

Then someone walked up to Mo Cheng with a cup of biscuits.

The biscuit looked very dry, Mo Cheng paused, shook his head and said, "Thank you, but I can't eat it now."

"Well, if Mr. Mo wants to eat, we still have some."

The man said a word, then turned around and went over there to chat with other people.

Mo Cheng is sitting here, waiting for that boy Lei Hao to wake up at this time, he should be able to start his journey.

He simply closed his eyes and practiced.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a powerful explosion of soul power.

Chapter 139 Sword Slashing the Soul Sage of the Martial Soul Hall

"This is how the same thing?"

"No one will rob our caravan."

"Probably not, this movement is clearly someone fighting."

For a while the guys were a little uneasy.

"I'll go take a look."

Mo Cheng stood up, looked at the worried and frightened faces of the crowd, and said aloud.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo."

The detonator bowed deeply to Mo Cheng. Although they were the caravan of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, ordinary people would not dare to plunder them, but if there were really strong people fighting, it would be unreasonable to be affected. Said everywhere.

Mo Cheng nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared in place.

When he came to the place where the movement was made just now, Mo Cheng fixed his eyes on it.

"Two soul saints."

Mo Cheng watched and murmured, but he didn't go out immediately, but wanted to know the reason of the matter.

"Wuhundian is so unreasonable. That Soul Emperor is arrogant and unreasonable. My son just couldn't see it and complained, so he shot me and killed me. What's wrong with me avenging my son."

A middle-aged man stood there covered in blood, panting heavily, his eyes were tearing apart as if he wanted to eat the person who was chasing him in front of him.

"And then you killed the deacon of my Spirit Hall? Even if he made a mistake, it should be sanctioned by my Spirit Hall itself. What right do you have to kill people in my Spirit Hall?"

The person who chased and killed the middle-aged man said lightly.

"You Wuhundian are just some decent wild dogs."

"I don't agree!"

The middle-aged man roared to the sky with all his strength, wanting to vent his endless unwillingness and humiliation, but his current physical condition was unable to do anything else.

"You will definitely die today, and then I will hang your head in front of the door of our branch hall to let them know that the majesty of the Spirit Hall is inviolable."

The people of Wuhundian sneered.

"what!"

Middle-aged people hate that feeling of powerlessness.

"It's really like something that Wuhundian can do."

Mo Cheng said lightly.

But it was heard by the two people on the ground.

"Who!"

The people from Wuhundian sternly shouted.

"Your Excellency, please save me. I am willing to repay you like a cow or a horse!"

Mo Cheng's voice was like a life-saving straw, which the middle-aged man eagerly grasped. He didn't want to die like this, he wanted to make Wuhundian pay the price.

The person from Wuhundian kicked the middle-aged man, and then snorted coldly: "No one can save you today!"

At this time, Mo Cheng's voice came down again: "Being like a cow or a horse? Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

The middle-aged man was kicked, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and then said pleadingly.

"Okay, then I'll save you."

Before Mo Cheng's voice arrived, a sword flew over!

"Who is it!"

The people of Wuhundian cursed angrily, their soul power exploded, and they were level 77 battle soul saints, but they were still knocked back several meters by the flying sword!

"A man who sees injustice."

Mo Cheng floated down from the tree, but at this time Mo Cheng had a mask on his face.

"It's just a clown who hides his head and shows his tail! Can you afford to attack the master of Wuhun Palace?"

The people from Wuhundian glared at Mo Cheng, seeing that Mo Cheng was wearing a mask, they immediately cursed jokingly.

"I want to play with you even if I wear a mask, but if I don't wear a mask, I'm sure you'll die with the sword strike just now!"

Mo Cheng turned his back lightly and said calmly.

"Ridiculous! You may be stronger than me, but I am also a level 77 battle soul saint. How can you kill me?"

People from Wuhundian scolded.

"Then try?"

Mo Cheng swung his sword cleanly, with sword aura flying freely.

The people of the Wuhun Hall released their Wuhun and fully opened their spirit rings, trying to block them with all their strength.

But at the moment of touching, the pupils trembled.

"So strong, he is so strong, who is he, Soul Douluo, or Title Douluo?"

Being blown away a hundred meters away, the person from the Wuhun Hall managed to stand up, but at this moment, his legs were already trembling unconsciously, and his hands were numb and unable to lift up.

"This……"

The middle-aged man gasped for breath while lying on the ground, but quickly took a second breath, because the excitement tore his wounded place, and he gasped in pain.

Mo Cheng fixed his eyes on it.

At this time, the people of Wuhundian turned their heads and ran, but their legs were trembling, and when they ran, they were crooked and crumbling.

"Have you left?"

Mo Cheng didn't choose to control the sword, but directly threw the sword out. The flying sword was like a streamer and could not be seen by human eyes. It was so powerful that it kicked up dust.

"what!"

The people from Wuhundian let out a scream and fell to the ground, the surrounding dust and mist were stained a little blood-colored.

"Martial Soul Hall..."

Mo Cheng murmured, he didn't expect that the one who killed a Wuhun Hall just as he planned to return to the Star Luo Empire looked like a cardinal.

Mo Cheng couldn't help but think of the toad at that time.

"Wuhun Palace, one day I will take off this mask and stand on the head of Wuhun City myself!"

Mo Cheng touched the mask. The reason why he wore the mask was to hide his identity. After all, if he was found in the Star Luo Empire, he would be in big trouble.

This is also the reason why I didn't use Yujian in front of that middle-aged man, Yujian's recognition is a bit too big.

People on the main road should know by now that he knows how to control the sword. After all, Sword Douluo has never used the method of controlling the sword in front of others, except for the fight with himself.