Douluo's first sword

Chapter 376 Kunpeng Martial Soul!

On a quiet path, an ordinary carriage passed through the province of Fasno and slowly drove towards the Kingdom of Balak.

The wooden carriage, the curtain covering the door is full of stains, it has not been washed for some time, and even the horse pulling the carriage is listless and weak.

The entire carriage looked very old. The driver was an old servant in his 60s, and there seemed to be a person sitting in the carriage. It didn't look like a wealthy family.

"Help me..."

At this time, there was an intermittent cry for help from the front of the road.

The old servant driving the car was slightly startled, and fixed his eyes, he saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-haired boy in the middle of the road, his face twisted, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

"Uncle Zhang, what's going on?"

There was a clear sound like a silver bell in the carriage.

"Miss, it seems that someone has been injured." The old servant said.

"Then... let's quickly help him into the car." The voice in the car seemed a little anxious.

"Miss, please don't move. It may be a robber pretending to be a robber. I'll go and have a look first."

The old servant sighed, and often felt a headache because of his lady's kindness. Now that the mainland is in such a mess, bandits and assassins often appear. If a normal person encounters such a situation, he will definitely ignore it.

But this young lady even urged him to save someone...

The old servant shook his head helplessly, stepped off the carriage slowly, and came to the side of the injured boy.

"Ah...it hurts..."

The young man's face was full of pain, and his forehead was covered with dense sweat. He clutched his arm and fell to the ground breathing heavily. He looked seriously injured and the situation was very dangerous.

"Is it just a boy..."

Seeing that the person calling for help was just a young boy, the old servant immediately lost his vigilance. He scanned the surrounding grass and found no sign of trouble, so he felt relieved and walked over to help the boy up.

"How are you, are you alright?" the old servant asked.

"It's...it's okay..." the young man said stubbornly, but under the trembling voice, it's not difficult to hear how much pain he is enduring at the moment.

"Let me help you to rest in the carriage first."

"Thank you..."

With the support of the old servant, the young man slowly climbed into the carriage, with an undetectable arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Opening the curtain, you can see a girl in a white skirt sitting quietly on the carriage, with black hair shawl, bright eyes and white teeth, ice-like skin shining with a moving luster, a pure white floral skirt hanging down to the ground, It set off her whole body like a blooming lily.

This girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, she was extremely beautiful, pure and charming, very cute.

"Hello, I'm Ilya, what's your name?" The girl in the white skirt smiled and greeted the injured boy enthusiastically.

"Um... you, hello, my name is... Fang! Little! Niu!" The boy glanced at Ilya and said quietly.

"Well, Fang Xiaoniu, I remember."

Yi Liya nodded earnestly, looking at Fang Xiaoniu's face covered with sweat, her beautiful eyes couldn't help showing a hint of worry, she walked quickly to his side, and carefully checked the injury for him: "Come on, let me see , where did you get hurt?"

Fang Xiaoniu: "My finger...was bitten by a mosquito!"

Elijah: "..."

Fang Xiaoniu: "It's very painful. I suspect that the one biting me was a poisonous soul beast, at least ten thousand years old, and it may have mutated. Now I feel dizzy and weak in limbs, as if I have entered a state of shock."

With a dark face, Yi Liya gave this guy an angry look, pinched his waist and said, "Aren't you joking?"

Fang Xiaoniu raised a finger, put it in front of the girl, pointed at the tiny red spot and said, "It's true, it hurts!"

Looking at Ilya who was gradually petrified, the boy couldn't help but chuckled in his heart.

This young man, of course, was Fang Xuan. He pretended to be injured in order to get on the ride to Balak Kingdom and learn about the information of Balak Kingdom from these two locals.

After two days of investigation, Fang Xuan found a suitable target for copying the martial soul, and it was in the Barak Kingdom!
Speaking of this Barak Kingdom, there was a grievance with him. About three years ago, he killed the prince Douglas of the Barak Kingdom in the genius battle of Tiandou Academy. Since then, he has been hated by this kingdom. They He sent killers several times to assassinate Fang Xuan.

Now, Fang Xuan has finally become a Titled Douluo, possessing the strength to be proud of the world. This time, he rushed to Barak Kingdom not only to find someone to copy his spirit, but also to...destroy this kingdom!
"Illya, are you from Barak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan asked.

"Well, I was born in the Kingdom of Barak, but due to some reasons, I have been living in the province of Fasno these years, and now I can finally go home, I am very happy." Ilya brushed a strand of hair on her forehead , showing an innocent and pure smile, that appearance seemed to be full of the joy of returning home.

"Oh...then you must know very well about the Barak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "Do you know that in the Barak Kingdom, there is a soul master who is famous for his speed in the mainland?" Strong?"

"Famous for speed?"

Ilya frowned slightly, resting her chin on her jade hand, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh! You are talking about Roderick, the national teacher of the Kingdom of Barak, who is known as the fastest in the world!"

Roderick!

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he finally found the prey of his trip, so he asked Illya more urgently for all the information about this Roderick.

According to the girl, this Roderick is a super powerhouse of the pinnacle Contra, powerful and powerful, and has always served as the national teacher of the Barak Kingdom!
Its unique martial spirit is the ancient mythical beast-Kunpeng!
The Kunpeng martial soul gave him extraordinary speed. Even the Titled Douluo who was far stronger than him, no one could match him in speed.

With Kunpeng's extreme speed, Roderick is well-known in the mainland, known as the best speed in the world!
"Kunpeng Wuhun, an excellent Wuhun, very good... This time the target is Roderick!"

The corners of Fang Xuan's mouth rose slightly, and he chose the object to copy the martial soul. He would not just copy some useless martial souls, but according to his own situation, he would choose the martial souls that he did not have or lacked to copy. Only in this way can he further enhance his strength, and he will not waste the precious opportunity to copy the martial soul.

And the Kunpeng martial soul with wind attribute is the precious martial soul that Fang Xuan doesn't have at present!
"Oh!"

At this moment, there was a sudden violent crash from outside, and the old horse pulling the cart neighed in panic, and even the cart and horse fell to the ground.

Fang Xuan's brows were slightly frowned, and his mental power was released, and he felt many cold murderous auras, which were rapidly approaching...

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