Chapter 89: What era is this? We still need martial spirits and guns!

Lingyuan Realm's spiritual power was like a radar. It was snowing heavily, and the misty snow-capped mountains were instantly printed in front of Tang Wulin like a 3D map.

as predicted.

Less than two kilometers away, a black dot was slowly approaching him.

The soul power fluctuation of that black spot is probably at the Soul Sect level. The aura is terrifying, but unstable. It should be a soul master who came to hunt for the fourth soul ring.

Moreover, this guy can change direction as his position changes, and it is obvious that he is heading towards him.

"There is a master, at least a Titled Douluo."

Tang Wulin stopped, narrowed his eyes, and muttered to himself.

This is someone's targeting you.

The spiritual power of Lingyuan Realm was not able to detect the opponent, which means that the opponent's strength will only be stronger.

He made a split-second judgment and instead of dodging, he walked straight up.

If the other party really wanted to catch him, he couldn't run away now. The fact that he didn't take action showed that he was not very hostile, or that he was afraid of him.

Not long after, the Soul Master who had just been detected appeared in the field of vision.

Tang Wulin looked from afar and found that it was a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old.

He is over 1.8 meters tall, with a stocky build, short hair, bright eyes, an ordinary appearance, and a calm temperament.

What caught Tang Wulin's attention the most was that this guy's palms were much larger than those of ordinary people. If you look closely, you can feel a layer of faint soul power wrapped around them, flashing bronze light and shadows.

However, at this moment, he had a defiant expression on his face as he walked towards Tang Wulin at an accelerated pace.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Wulin collided with him head-on.

He crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was about to start a fight, and said, "Humph! You little brat is quite courageous. You came to the Far North alone to hunt souls."

As he spoke, the young man's eyes were still wandering around, as if he was looking for the elders around Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin didn't give the other party a good look, "If you have nothing to do, don't block my way!"

The snow leopard under his crotch also began to take advantage of Tang Wulin's noble bloodline and roared like a lackey.

“What a good dog!”

Wang Yanfeng snorted coldly, pointed at the snow leopard under Tang Wulin's crotch, and said, "Get off quickly and give me this mount, or I'll make you pay."

As he spoke, his soul power exploded.

Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, were shining in the air, and a powerful aura was overwhelming.

Wang Yanfeng is the most talented person in the awakening ceremony of the Body Sect except Huo Yuhao. His martial soul is dual palms and his second awakening level is bronze.

Talent is evident.

Although he only has three rings, his total soul power has reached level 46, coupled with the strength of his own martial soul.

With the second awakening of his martial soul, he is comparable to the two geniuses of Shrek's outer courtyard, Thunder Beibei and Eternal Control Xu Sanshi.

The threat is palpable.

Tang Wulin looked at him deeply, and then his frozen expression instantly became relaxed.

He laughed and said, "Brother, who cares? If you want this snow leopard, just take it. If you don't like it, I can find you a lynx. That thing is exciting to ride."

After saying that, he jumped off the snow leopard.

He faced Wang Yanfeng and stretched out his hand, as if trying to please him.

This time, it was Wang Yanfeng who moved to Bengbu.

"Eh."

"Didn't Master Lang Ya tell me that this guy's bloodline is extraordinary? How come he gave in so quickly?"

A hint of confusion flashed across his originally proud eyes.

It is said that young people are full of youthful vigor, let alone those young geniuses who are too ambitious.

They are all like Dai Huabin, who suffers in order to save face.

Tang Wulin, on the other hand, simply has no face at all.

Where is your arrogance as a genius?
This made Wang Yanfeng feel embarrassed to take any action or test it. How could he complete the task given by Lang Ya?

Although he was confused, Wang Yanfeng felt more of a sense of satisfaction.

I'm pretty strong.

But the fantasy came to an abrupt end the next moment.

"Crack!"

Tang Wulin's movements were smooth and sudden. His hands seemed to perform magic out of thin air. A simple-shaped pistol with a faint metallic luster appeared in his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Wang Yanfeng's forehead without any warning. The cold metallic texture and the threat of death instantly froze the air.

The black powder gushing out of the muzzle made Wang Yanbin's hair stand on end.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out in the snow, but it was not the explosion of the Ancient Dragon Rock incendiary bomb, but the sound of Tang Wulin's finger gently pulling the trigger and the blank bullet firing. It hit the snow pile behind Wang Yanfeng, raising a flurry of snow.

The terrifying force made Wang Yanfeng break out in a cold sweat on his back, and his palms, which were flashing with bronze light, were trembling slightly.

He stared at the muzzle of the gun with fear in his eyes.

"What era is this? Are we still competing in spirit?" Tang Wulin's mouth curled up slightly, his finger shaking on the trigger, as if he was about to press it down at the next moment.

He pressed the gun against Wang Yanfeng's forehead and said, "Comparing soul guides?"

"Gun!"

"do you know?"

Wang Yanfeng's face was filled with humiliation, and he was frightened by Tang Wulin so much that he dared not move.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the teachings of a senior in the sect.

Fast punch within seven steps.

For a moment, he was filled with anger and became extremely evil.

He attacked boldly and punched towards Tang Wulin's soul guide pistol.

Tang Wulin was frightened for a moment when he saw how reckless this guy was.

He quickly pulled his hand back and pulled the Fiery Dragon back.

In fact, with his mental strength, he could have just shot that guy in the head.

But Wang Yanfeng didn't seem to understand this.

Immersed in the sense of accomplishment brought by his “fast punch within seven steps”.

He grinned sinisterly, a bronze light gleaming behind him, and he brought his palms together and pushed forward.

The third soul skill is the mountain-shaking attack.

Wang Yanfeng casually blasted out a ball of green light, which was about the size of a human head. After pausing slightly in the air, it exploded instantly.

It transformed into a blue-black light ball with a diameter of more than five meters.

Its power made Tang Wulin raise his eyebrows.

But that's all.

Although Tang Wulin had a frivolous look on his face, he was actually very alert to his surroundings.

The moment Wang Yanfeng released his soul skill, his left arm flashed with terrifying lightning, and a violent storm raged, darkening the sky.

Thundercloud incarnation!

……

"Ahhh!"

After a scream, blood gushed out of Wang Yanfeng's palms, and his thick coat was destroyed by the horrible lightning strike. He was strangled by Tang Wulin like a dead dog.

"puff!"

"how is this possible?"

Wang Yanfeng's bloody face was full of disbelief.

As a core disciple of the Body Sect, he was defeated so thoroughly, and his opponent was just a great soul master with the second ring cultivation level!

Tang Wulin ignored Wang Yanfeng and looked at the strange place he felt. He shouted, "Senior from the Body Sect, why don't you come out? Your disciple can't leave the Far North in his current condition."

Wang Yanfeng's martial soul is really too special.

Tang Wulin combined the information he had and made some random associations, and he came up with the answer.

The person who came was none other than Benti Sect.

Lang Ya, who was sitting cross-legged on the snowy plain in the distance, with a developed head and a strange appearance, opened his eyes immediately and sighed: "The sect leader's vision is indeed extraordinary. That kid has such strong bloodline power and mental strength that I have never heard of. He easily defeated Wang Yanfeng.

I am an Eight-ring Soul Douluo, but I can only slightly surpass him in terms of mental strength."

"Hehe." In the shadows, Du Bu Si laughed dryly twice.

He said, "This kid is quite smart. He saw through our whereabouts and looked fearless. He must have a strong background. Look at that thunder. It should be the heirloom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. They finally found a descendant who can match that soul bone."

It seems that my sect's fortunes have begun to improve. It is not impossible for me to make an exception and accept a young member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Go ahead, Lang Ya, help me take care of this kid."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Lang Ya said respectfully in his heart.

Then he stood up and said to the thin and resolute boy behind him: "Let's go and meet that person."

"Ah."

Huo Yuhao, with heterochromia eyes, opened his eyes and nodded in reply.

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(End of this chapter)