Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

‘His blade seems to have fully evolved? ’

Tang San murmured, 'When he was on the Hell Road, his sharp blade didn't have this kind of power. Now that it has become a sword, its power has skyrocketed. Sure enough, his mental strength may have reached an incredible level. ’

The two flying swords hit Dugu Bo hard.

The Pope in white on the other side remained motionless.

But after a while, Dugu Bo couldn't hold on anymore.

Because Feijian is not affected by Dugu Bo's eighth soul skill, it is not subject to any restrictions.

Fast and powerful.

Everyone was completely shocked when they saw this scene, especially the Tiandou royal family.

Because it's so weird. He has obviously controlled the Pope in white, but Dugu Bo is already a little weak!

It's as if we are only one step away from victory, but why can't we take the last step!

In just half a cup of tea, Dugu Bo's Jade Lin Snake Emperor was completely unable to hold on.

Finally, he collapsed to the ground and transformed into his original body.

At this time, the petrified layer on the white-clothed Pope also fell off directly, and he still stood there calmly.

The audience was silent.

That kind of peerless demeanor was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind in an instant.

"What else do you have to say?"

Wang Feng looked at the Tiandou royal family.

At this moment, the faces of everyone in the Tiandou royal family were pale.

I didn't expect that this would be the case.

"Now, can you abide by my etiquette?"

The two flying swords combined together and returned to Wang Feng's side, floating quietly in mid-air, exuding a cold aura.

Qian Renxue didn't say anything. No matter which side won, she didn't care.

Whether it's the Tiandou Empire or the Wuhun Palace, she doesn't expect anyone to win or lose. .

But now that she was Xue Qinghe, she could only look at the white-clothed Pope with a look of resignation, snorted coldly, and reluctantly took the lead in kneeling down to salute.

The rest of the people naturally had nothing to say.

Tang San sighed softly in his heart, the white-clothed Death God had become the Pope of Wuhun Palace. With his strength, it seemed that he would eventually become an enemy in the future.

At this time, Hu Liena and the others were extremely excited when they saw the Tiandou royal family packed with people kneeling and saluting.

Although Emperor Xueye is not here, it is obvious that these people came here to greet him because they wanted to find trouble, but now they are subdued by the Pope. It must be said that their prestige is very high!

But this was within Hu Liena's expectation. With Wang Wu's strength, how could Dugu Bo be his opponent?

It’s just the Pope’s approach, but it’s extremely inspiring! One can't help but admire him.

Seeing everyone kneeling down, Wang Feng could feel a variety of different emotions. He was overwhelming others now. Although Dugu Bo was defeated, it was impossible to make these people from the Tiandou Royal Family truly surrender. , the idea of ​​​​the empire has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

It is not easy to be able to do this.

Various different emotions made Wang Feng's blood lines slightly stronger, which was quite strange.

‘This Pope is really strong. After passing Tiandou City, I guess the next step should be the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, right? ’

Bishop Salas wondered.

While thinking about it, he suddenly said:

"It's getting late at this time. Can Your Majesty the Pope, please rest in the temple for a day? So that your subordinates can fulfill their duties as landlords..."

At this time, it was almost evening.

Wang Feng nodded slightly and followed Bishop Salas directly into the Spirit Temple.

Xue Qinghe and others watched the white-clothed pope leave and remained silent for a while.

"Prince Snow Star, I'm sorry that I couldn't help you with this matter."

Dugu Bo had already finished adjusting his breath and let out a long sigh, "This Pope in White is unfathomable. I don't know if Wuhun Palace has ever recruited such a person..."

His injury just now was not serious. The white-clothed Pope just wanted to defeat him and had no intention of hurting him.

Prince Xuexing's face turned a little gray. He waved his hand and said quickly: "It's not easy for Mr. Dugu to still come to help me in the Tiandou royal family..."

The opponent was a Title Douluo, and he wouldn't blame him for losing.

"Tang Yin, this pope in white is so powerful... I was the first to see my sister and they were so suppressed that they couldn't lift their heads."

Among the royal members at the back, Princess Xueke stuck out her tongue and whispered.

Tang San nodded slightly.

This pope in white will definitely become famous in the mainland after this inspection, and he will stir up the situation in the mainland by himself.

Tang Sanhuai left with his heart full of worries. Today's meeting gave him a great shock. He must plan carefully for the future.

My own strength is still too weak, not to mention facing Titled Douluo, even Contra does not have much chance.

There is no hope at all for revenge.

night.

Wuhun Temple, in a gorgeous room.

Wang Feng stood outside the window sill, looking at the night. The moonlight was cool and comfortable.

‘Qian Renxue has changed a lot. It seems that Xiaosan is indeed in Tiandou City. Judging from the situation, she has some contact with the Tiandou royal family. But, see you again in half a year...'

Wang Feng was thinking about today's events.

Although they only met as the pope in white, they gave Wang Feng a different feeling.

There are also quite a few changes to the old poison.

But compared to the strength of Wuhun Palace, it is really not good enough.

‘By the way, when did Bibi Dong’s inheritance of gods begin? Will it take another two years? ’

Wang Feng's heart moved.

At this moment, just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter!"

Wang Feng said lightly.

The door opened, but it was Hu Liena!

"What do you want from me?" Wang Feng did not look back, still just looking at the moonlight outside.

Doorway.

Hu Liena looked at the window sill from a distance. The figure in white, bathed in the moonlight, seemed to be covered with a layer of silver gauze, making it look like an ordinary person. Hu Liena's heart skipped a beat, she couldn't help but lowered her head slightly, walked in, and whispered:

"The teacher has a secret letter for you. He also said that the Elder Hall is very satisfied with your performance..."

With that said, Hu Liena took out a letter from her arms, walked behind Wang Feng, and handed the letter to him.

Wang Feng turned around, looked at Hu Liena with her head lowered, took the letter and nodded:

"I see."

Wang Feng took the letter and read it.

This letter should have been sent in a hurry. Considering the distance between Tiandou City and Wuhun City, it would take an ordinary soul master twenty days to travel.

The content of the letter is also very simple, just mentioning recent events.

He also asked Wang Feng to keep it up and leave important matters to him when he comes back.

Although Wang Feng left the Papal Palace, he must have kept in touch, otherwise there would not always be a cardinal following him.

Douluo World does not have a powerful method of transmitting information, but there are still some special methods of transmitting messages.

It was probably sent two days ago.

However, this is enough to prove that what he has done in the past month or so has gained considerable trust within Wuhun Palace.

When the news about the Xiangjia Sect yesterday and today's incident comes to light, Bibi Dong will probably be even more satisfied.