Chapter 8 Give me a face

Reminiscent of the same time, wasn't a young master born more than ten years ago?

Everyone asked curiously: "Could that fat boy be the young master of Xuanmingzong, Xu Sanshi?"

The old woman sighed, "Yes."

From the discussion of passers-by, Wang Wei also knew that the menacing group came from Xuanmingzong.

Apparently they were just starting out, so Butler Liu was holding a thin piece of paper, and read out the contents of the paper every time he went to a place.

Butler Liu moved his legs and said loudly: "Fathers and elders, listen to me!"

"Master Xu Sanshi of Xuanmingzong will awaken his Xuanwu bloodline in half a month. At that time, he will need an untrained woman. It is best to be a soul master with good looks and soul power. The price can be negotiated."

"Those who are interested can discuss it with me. The current reward is 40 gold soul coins, and the rest can be discussed. Is there anyone willing?"

The surroundings were instantly silent, and everyone cast contemptuous glances and wanted to scold, but seeing the five or six soul kings, they didn't dare to speak.

Steward Liu looked around in embarrassment, he was used to it anyway, and continued to walk forward, not intending to talk to this group of people.

At this time, Wang Wei came out and blocked the road. Butler Liu looked up at him and asked.

Steward Liu looked at Wang Wei, who was well dressed and looked like he was about eleven or twelve years old, and said with a mean smile: "You look like the young master of a rich family, do you think there are some slaves in the mansion that we want? "

Wang Wei said indifferently: "Come with me."

Steward Liu pondered for a moment, then prepared to follow and take a look.

At this time, the guards around him stopped him, and said with a serious expression: "Butler Liu, you are not afraid..."

He waved his hands impatiently, and said, "With you guys here, what are you afraid of, and this is still the territory of Xuanmingzong, no one dares to mess around!"

"Let's go! Follow up and have a look, maybe the awakening of Young Master Xu's bloodline will lead to something."

He held a delicate fan in his hand.

Whoop!
The fan opened, drawing a beautiful pastoral scene, Liu Butler followed behind the man with the support of his guards.

After a while, they felt more and more wrong.

Because the teenage boy led them to the alley, they stopped when they realized something was wrong, stood where they were, and looked around solemnly.

Steward Liu shouted, "Hey! Boy, what trick do you want to play?"

Seeing that the boy didn't turn around, he threatened again: "Boy Mao, I don't care what your family background is, you should know that this place is the territory of Xuanmingzong."

Oh?
What about Xuanmingzong's territory?
Wang Wei turned around slowly, with one golden, four black and one red behind him, and six soul rings broke out of his body.

Simultaneously, his rose-gold spirit eyes and martial spirit were shining brightly.

The fourth soul skill of the ten thousand year level, mental weakness and confusion, was activated at the right time. Butler Liu and the following guards were all shocked, and then fell into chaos, killing each other.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Wei wiped the blood stained on his body and hands with a toilet paper, and slowly walked out of the deep alley.

The purple-gold pupils looked in the direction of the Xuanming Sect, and a curve appeared at the corner of the mouth.

Previously, Wang Wei also checked the guards of these servants, as well as the storage soul guide of Steward Liu, but there was no trace of Xuanming Shendan, but a lot of "I love...a piece of firewood" and "Guanyin Flowing Water" were found. Scattered', 'drunk fans together, joy' and so on some items.

Wang Wei, who possesses self-thinking soul skills, loves horses and kills chickens, naturally looks down on such mortal objects, but he didn't destroy them, he just used them for several servants, and then used spiritual power to create space, locked them together.

As for what "happy" things will happen to them, only they themselves know.

Wang Wei almost entered the Xuanmingzong's gate head-on.

All servants who tried to stop him were frozen into ice sculptures by him.

The powerful soul power surged.

Step by step, ice flakes fell on the ground step by step.

After a while, the suzerain master of Xuanmingzong and the elders who felt the fluctuations in the aura all came forward, and several masters shot at the same time, suppressing all the cold aura released by Wang Wei.

"May I ask who is your Excellency?" the head of Xuanmingzong slowly asked in Wang Wei's direction.

"White Tiger Duke's Mansion, Huo Yuhao." Wang Wei said slowly, his body was shaken, it was through the self-thought soul skill and space teleportation, he left the soul pressure exerted on him by several masters of the soul sage level.

"People from the Star Luo Empire, why come to our Xuanming Sect!" shouted an elder of the Soul Sage level.

"Could it be that you want to provoke a war between the empires?" Another elder of the soul sage level said.

Just when the two sides are about to draw swords.

The master of Xuanmingzong made a move with his right hand, signaling not to make a move, and said: "Boy, give me a reason, a reason that can satisfy me, and not move you."

The Xuanmingzong suzerain is a titled Douluo-level soul master, and it is still a bit tricky for Wang Wei now, but if he really fights, Wang Wei is [-]% sure to kill him.

After all, there is not only one opponent, the suzerain of Xuanmingzong, around.

Wang Wei dissipated the chill around his body, and said slowly.

"I'm here for the Xuanming Divine Pill."

Oh?
You can tell jokes.

The master of Xuanmingzong looked at the young man in front of him playfully. In his perception, this young man was just a soul emperor. Said that the strength of Title Douluo is enough to obliterate the soul emperor boy in front of him.

But the premise is that it is an ordinary soul emperor.

And Wang Wei, as the son of the plane who came through time and was in charge of the system, naturally cannot be defined by an ordinary soul emperor.

Ugh.

Wang Wei sighed lightly.

"I originally wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but what I got in exchange was alienation. Stop pretending. I have a showdown. I am a level 62 Battle Soul Emperor."

The moment after Wang Wei finished speaking, there was an elder of the Xuanmingzong who was at the level of a soul sage, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Hahaha, I laughed so hard, although you have reached the level of Soul Emperor at the age of ten, but being too sharp will bring you death.

A genius is nothing more than a genius before he grows into a strong person.

One after another, laughter gradually filled Xuanmingzong's interior.Except for the Xuanming Sect Master who showed no expression, the other servants, sect disciples, and elders all smiled.

"Everyone here, give me a face, and use the Xuanming Divine Pill." Wang Wei's voice sounded.

This time, the audience was silent.

A throbbing of the soul filled the souls of everyone present.

They all have a feeling that if anyone doesn't give face to the young man in front of him and still laughs wildly, he will explode and die.

That feeling of being at the mercy of someone else is chilling.

"Please accept your supernatural powers."

The suzerain of Xuanmingzong said.He can naturally feel that his soul sea has been invaded, but he didn't despise the young man in front of him before, and the induction is not very obvious.

(End of this chapter)

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