Douluo's apprentice will become stronger

Chapter 142 Yang Wudi VS Feng Qiuhai

Between the Baroque Kingdom and the Heaven Dou Empire, there is still a Liuyun Principality.

This is a small principality less than a hundred kilometers in diameter.

As long as they pass through this principality, they can reach the Heaven Dou Empire.

At this time in the main city of the Principality.

Above the gate of a family, there is a mansion with the word "Yang" hanging on it.

There is a person walking with a sword.

Stand with your hands behind your back!

He directly ignored the guards of the Yang Mansion in front of the mansion.

As for the guards of the Yang Mansion, all of them showed helplessness.

He watched helplessly as this man broke into Yang's mansion very rudely.

One of the guards looked at the man's back and murmured, "How many times has this happened?"

Among the other guards, one said helplessly: "130 six times!"

Another guard sighed: "This one is also persistent enough, 130 has never won six times, and lost to the gun of his hometown every time, and he still enjoys it. If I had already been hit Get up."

The captain of the guard rolled his eyes: "Otherwise he is a strong man, and you are just a gatekeeper."

The guard had a dark face when he heard the words, and secretly said: "No such personal attack."

He said again: "That's because of his talent. If I have the same talent as him, I will definitely not be inferior to him."

Guard: "Hehe. This is the same age as our young Patriarch, and his talent is the same as the young Patriarch's innate eighth-level soul power."

"Now the young Patriarch is only a Soul Sage. But he is already a Contra, and he has challenged the old Patriarch time and time again."

"Could it be that, in your opinion, he is stronger than the Young Patriarch?"

The guard is silent!
The Young Patriarch is good enough.However, there is no best, only better.

Ugh!
It is a blessing and the greatest misfortune for the young Patriarch to meet such an outstanding peer.

At this time, he was in a huge training ground in Yang Mansion.

Yang Wudi looked helplessly at the young man in front of him, who was as old as his son.

Of course, he is young for him, but he is also in his forties.

This person's name is Feng Qiuhai, one of the seven sects, and the young master of the Fengjian sect.

I saw him salute Yang Wudi: "Thank you, Senior Yang, for teaching me this year!"

Yang Wudi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he had understood this young master of the Fengjian Sect in the past year.

He is a complete sword idiot!

Generally, they would call as soon as they saw each other, and there were very few extra words.

Today this is
Feng Qiuhai: "Senior Yang has something to do in the sect, I have to go back, so, today is our last battle, so please do your best, Senior Yang, let me see how far and how far I am from Senior Yang. What. Thanks!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qiuhai saluted Yang Wudi again.

Yang Wudi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he was going to have a big fight in a few days this year, and he got a headache from being bothered.

If he didn't owe Fengjian Sect Master a great favor, he wouldn't have done this.

But when I suddenly heard that Feng Qiuhai was leaving, I was really reluctant!

In the past year, although the two of them did not have the name of master and apprentice, they have the reality of master and apprentice. Although one is a spear and the other is a sword, the two still have many things in common.

Otherwise, the master of Fengjian Sect would not have let Feng Qiuhai come to him.

He sighed in his heart: "Oh, it would be great if my boy had this talent. Unfortunately, that old boy, Crazy Jian, is really blessed."

Immediately, he straightened his face: "In that case, let's fight outside the city!"

Feng Qiuhai was also taken aback when he heard the words, glanced around, and smiled knowingly.

Indeed, if you want to let go of the bigness completely, there are some things that are too small for the two of them.

Make them unable to let go!

Feng Qiuhai: "Senior Yang, please!"

The two walked out of the Yang Mansion under the surprised eyes of everyone in the Yang family, and walked out of the city.

10 minutes later, outside the city.

"Yang Wudi, a level 82 assault-type fighting spirit."

As soon as the words fell, Wuhun appeared on the right hand.

It was a two-meter long spear, the whole body of the spear was dark, shining with a cold metal-like luster.

That's right.This is the soul-breaking gun of the Po Zhi clan.

After that, two yellows, two purples and four blacks, eight soul rings with the best matching ratio appeared on the gun body at the same time.

Surrounding the two-meter long spear, it shines up and down.

Immediately, it burst into incomparably dazzling brilliance.

"Feng Qiuhai, a level 81 Assault Soul Douluo."

Raising his hand, a long sword with strange patterns appeared in his hand.

This is the martial spirit inherited from the Wind Sword Sect, Ruifeng Sword!

It is extremely sharp, and it is very similar to the soul-breaking spear that breaks everything.

On his sword are also two yellows, two purples, four blacks and eight optimal matching spirit rings.

The two face each other!

Yang Wudi laughed loudly: "Be careful, today I will show you the real strength of this old man!"

However, he did not attack immediately.

As an elder, he naturally has to wait for Feng Qiuhai to attack first, so that the other party has a chance!
Feng Qiuhai understood and was not polite, as usual, he took the lead in launching the attack.

I saw the sixth soul ring on his body lit up: "The sixth soul ring skill-Three swords of extreme intention!"

With a sway of Feng Qiuhai's body, one person becomes three in an instant!

After that, it flew out quickly, came to Yang Wudi, and surrounded him with a triangle.

The three-sword avatar stabbed at him in three directions.

The miraculous thing is that among these three swords, one sword flashes thunder, the other sword is piercingly cold, and the other sword is extremely sharp, as if it can pierce everything with one sword!
"Well, this trick of yours is getting more and more interesting."

"drink"

Immediately shouted loudly, and then swept the soul-breaking gun in his hand, directly wiped out the two swords of Thunder and Chill.

Afterwards, he flicked the Soul Breaking Spear, pointing directly at the last clone with no vigor.

This is Feng Qiuhai's body!
When the tip of the gun pointed directly at Feng Qiuhai, Yang Wudi seemed to be integrated with the gun.

Entered the gun-in-one!

Under this situation, Yang Wudi's momentum exploded.

With such a powerful momentum, Feng Qiuhai was a little out of breath.

Feng Qiuhai was horrified to find that this aura was even more terrifying than his father's sword domain.

Yang Wudi, who exploded with all his strength, really shocked him.

Now he is very convinced that when he solved Yang Wudi at the beginning, what he said about being able to compete with the title was not just a joke.

The senior in front of him who had been his training partner for a year really possessed that strength.

And at this time, Yang Wudi's incomparably sharp terrifying aura went straight to Feng Qiuhai's chest.

Walking with the gun on his body, without any superfluous movements, he marched in a straight line.

With the fastest speed, he stabbed in front of him.

Feng Qiuhai suddenly changed color, today's Yang Wudi is completely different from usual, making him tremble.

But the more this happened, the more excited he was.

"Sword Gang!"

I saw that the other person didn't move, and a powerful sword energy shot out from all over his body!

Formed a defensive shield!

Protect him in it!
The two were competing vigorously, but no one noticed that there was a person watching them fight in surprise above their heads.

(End of this chapter)