The Ultimate Martial Spirit of Douluo

"Who is your Excellency, why did you attack us!"

Lin Yan sneered, and slowly took off the black robe on his head. The icy expression on Yinglun's face made both of them tremble.

"You are Lin Yan! What do you mean?" Dai Mubai asked in confusion.

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at Lin Yan with a look of doubt. They had not offended Lin Yan, and didn't know what Lin Yan meant.

Lin Yan sat on the carriage and stared at the two of them, his murderous aura getting heavier and heavier, and the surrounding air began to become extremely cold. Both Dai Mubai and Dai Mubai immediately used their spirit power to bring out the bitter murderous aura.

"Lin Yan, what are you doing? We have never offended you. What do you mean?" Dai Mubai shouted.

"What are you doing, huh ha ha ha, I'll tell you before you die, so that you can look at you when you die, it's your good brother Tang San."

"Little San, it is impossible that Xiao San is friends with you, you are because of the Hunting Soul Palace!"

Lin Yan immediately stood up and looked at Dai Mubai with cold eyes: "You know the Soul Hunting Palace, you also participated in the God-making plan of the Hunting Soul Palace?"

"What's the matter? I have heard of your name, destroyed one of our branch halls with your own power, and finally disappeared for several years. I heard that the meridians were broken. It seems that the rumors are fake. What's more, I didn't expect you to kill. Elder Moka, Lin Yan, you really are not easy!" Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, and the power of the surrounding space suppressed him half-kneeling on the ground.

Lin Yan's aura was not inferior to any titled Douluo, using his 67th-level assault system war spirit emperor to deal with two people with lower spirit power than his own as if he was trying to get something.

"Haha, I really praised me, and I really didn’t know that you were also involved in the action of the Hunting Soul Palace. I could have made you die better, but now it seems that you will die very miserably. Tell you the truth, Tang Sankill My brother, if I want to avenge my brother, I should kill you. You should be very unwilling. It's all because of your good junior." Lin Yan came to Dai Mubai's face in a blink of an eye, with his right hand tight. Holding Dai Mubai's neck and raising it.

"If you kill me, let me not say that Xiao San will avenge us. Even our Star Luo Empire will officially go to war with your Wuhun Empire. Do you think of the consequences? I advise you to let me go. I'll take this one. It hasn't happened, you think it's good!" Dai Mubai stared at his legs.

Lin Yan sneered and threw it out. With a "bang", Dai Mubai was smashed into the boulder, Lin Yan turned and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was enchanting.

Lin Yan put his big hand on Zhu Zhuqing's face and gently stroked, holding her waist and walking towards the carriage.

"What are you doing, Lin Yan, let me go!" Zhu Zhuqing struggled, but couldn't get rid of Lin Yan's arms.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a virgin. It seems that Dai Mubai can't do it. Then I will help you!" Lin Yan smiled wryly.

"Mu Bai, save me, save me!" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai with a cry for help.

At this time Dai Mubai finally panicked, but Zhu Zhuqing was his fiancee, he hadn't touched it yet.

"Stop it, stop it, I beg you, if you let her go, I'll do anything!" Dai Mubai screamed frantically, his voice particularly bleak.

Lin Yan glanced at Dai Mubai sideways, turned around and walked into the carriage. Soon the carriage swayed, and Dai Mubai immediately screamed frustrated.

"Lin Yan, I'm arrogant to your grandmother, you let her go, you let me go!"

No matter how hard Dai Mubai struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of space. He could only watch Zhu Zhuqing cry in the carriage, and Dai Mubai cried loudly with the groan in the carriage.

"No, Zhuqing, who will save us? Who will save us!" Dai Mubai cried sadly.

An hour later, the carriage stopped shaking, and the sound inside the carriage stopped abruptly. Lin Yan put on his clothes and walked out. Zhu Zhuqing cried with his legs, his clothes were torn to pieces by Lin Yan and he couldn't get out. .

Lin Yan looked at Dai Mubai, who was bleeding from Qiqiao in the distance. At this time, Dai Mubai had no voice, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Lin Yan walked over and found that Dai Mubai was so angry that he suddenly despised him a little, grabbed his body and threw it directly into the Soul Guidance Device.

"Trash, she was actually so angry, what would she do!"

Lin Yan turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing, who was in tears in the carriage. He was impulsive just now. He chose to take revenge on Tang San, but Lin Yan felt deep self-blame after the incident, so he might as well kill him.

Lin Yan came to the carriage and sighed softly, "If I don't kill you today, it will be my compensation to you. Next time we meet, we are still enemies."

"The third spirit ability, Nether Slash!"

Lin Yan rushed up immediately and found that Zhu Zhuqing had died under his soul skills. Lin Yan put on her clothes with a wry smile and put it into the soul guide.

Lin Yan's self-reproach turned into a face full of fear, Tang San had better than him, and he wanted to use this method to retaliate against Tang San.

Lin Yan opened his wings and quickly left here, and the empty canyon now only left a carriage and the remnants of it.

Now that the two of Dai Mubai are dead, they should return to Wuhun City next, and they will finally return after three years.

A few days later, Lin Yan returned to the gate of Wuhun City, and Lin Yan was also very excited looking at his home after three years.

"I don't know what's going on with Sister, Sister Sister should have returned long ago. I haven't seen it for five years, I don't know what it has become."

After speaking, walking towards the direction of the Pope’s Hall, all the guards who passed by knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully, "Your Royal Highness!"

Lin Yan nodded and speeded up, and soon came to the entrance of the Pope's Palace. Dozens of guards guarded him again. Lin Yan looked around. There were so many guards today, he didn't know what happened.

When Lin Yan walked up the steps, everyone immediately knelt on the ground, Lin Yan waved his hands and wondered: "What happened today? Why are so many people guarding the Papal Palace?"

"His Royal Highness, the Pope is ill, so there are more guards."

"I'm sick, elder sister...How could the master be sick? Titled Douluo was sick for the first time." Lin Yan frowned and walked over, and the guards around him immediately returned to their posts to observe the surrounding situation.

Lin Yan hurriedly pushed open the door, only to see Bibi Dong sitting in a chair staring at the distance blankly, not even knowing the moment Lin Yan came in.

"Sister!" Lin Yan shouted, Bibi Dong immediately turned his head to look at Lin Yan, his eyes flushed and finally couldn't help crying.

Lin Yan immediately rushed up to hold Bibi Dong. He had seen the last time at the auction house, and left before he could speak. It was a few years after that.

"Sorry sister, it's been years since I left, I miss you!"

"I miss you too. Do you know how worried your sister is? I heard that you killed a Title Douluo who had just stepped into the ninetieth level. My Yan'er has grown up." Bibi Dong said with relief.

"It can be said to be a fluke. The magic card itself has fought the other two titled Douluo for a long time, and his martial spirit body is about to disappear. When the strength is weak, I can take the opportunity to seriously hurt him, I Seeing that he was crazy, he didn't take his life."