Douluo: Wuhun Dragon Roar Spear, I, the Lord of the North

Chapter 107 The bloody Liu Yanyang kills everything!
"Ten... one hundred thousand year spirit ring!"

Inside the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in purple from the Spirit Hall was shocked that there was a genius on the Douluo Continent who was more outstanding than their Pope Bibi Dong. He quickly bowed respectfully to Liu Yanyang.

"I am Myrchi, the master of the Wuhun Sub-Palace in the Far North City. Everything that happened today has nothing to do with me. Please, for the sake of our Pope, let me go."

Surrounded by the crowd, Saliss immediately became furious and pointed at Maelch and cursed, "Maelch, you shameless old thief, you want to run away when you get into trouble."

Then he pointed at Liu Yanyang and pretended to be calm and warned Myrch, "Do you think he will let us go? Now we have no other way to survive except to work together to kill him."

Mylchi ignored Saliss completely, just bent his waist even more, lowered his head, and prayed that Liu Yanyang would let him go. No one present understood the horror of a hundred thousand year soul ring better than him.

"Hehehe!"

Liu Yanyang looked at the dog-eat-dog scene and couldn't help but sneer, "I said, everyone must die!"

Then, his whole body turned into a dragon, huge sharp golden dragon claws stretched out, and his cold golden vertical pupils stared at everyone present, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Are you... ready to die?"

After he finished speaking, Liu Yanyang disappeared from the spot and appeared in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Stab!"

Two golden dragon claws protruded from the body, pinching the pounding black heart. Blood spurted out and slowly dripped down Liu Yanyang's arm.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

It was as if the bells of death kept ringing, frightening everyone present so much that they forgot to resist for a moment.

"boom!"

Liu Yanyang swung his hands, and two bodies fell heavily to the ground, followed by a one-sided massacre.

Screams, cries for help, and pleas for mercy were heard one after another in the hall. All that could be seen were sharp golden dragon claws reaching out wantonly. Some people were torn in half, while others had their heads crushed.
Soon, the ground was full of broken limbs and blood was flowing freely, spilling on the walls and tables...

Gradually, the hall became silent, and you could hear a pin drop. The devastated ground and the slowly flowing blood spoke of cruelty and terror.

Liu Yanyang was standing there covered in blood, his black robe was stained with many pieces, and he looked like a demon from hell.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, Liu Yanyang turned around, stared at Salis who was kneeling on the ground with his cold golden vertical pupils, and slowly walked towards him.

"Clap clap clap!"

The crisp sound of his feet stepping on blood woke up Salis, who was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He immediately burst into tears, kowtowed continuously, and muttered repeatedly.

"Please don't kill me!"

"Please don't kill me!"

Liu Yanyang walked up to him, lowered his head and spoke quietly, "Sarris, do you still remember Wannian Longzhi? The family of three that you sent people to hunt down 10 years ago?"

"It's... it's you!" Saliss looked up in astonishment and said in disbelief, "How is it possible to be promoted to Soul Emperor in 10 years?"

He immediately shook his head, his eyes blank as he murmured, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

Liu Yanyang sneered, raised his right hand and grabbed Salis' neck, lifting him into the air.

Salis swung his legs wildly, his face flushed, and he kept slapping Liu Yanyang's arms with his hands.

He wanted to use his soul power to summon his martial soul, but Liu Yanyang's martial soul directly suppressed his snow dragon martial soul, and he couldn't even possess the martial soul. Sarath, whose breathing gradually became weak, immediately begged Liu Yanyang for mercy, "I... I am willing to atone my sins, please let me go, I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong!"

Liu Yanyang said coldly, "You don't know you are wrong, but you know you are going to die."

"By the way, I was also the one who killed your grandson Saric."

After he finished speaking, Liu Yanyang exerted force with his right hand under Salis's horrified gaze.

"Boom!"

Salis's body fell to the ground, and his head was tightly held in Liu Yanyang's hand. His bloodshot eyes were wide open and couldn't close.

Outside the hospital.

Shui Bing'er, Shui Xinrou and the other three stood there in silence, looking towards the hall in the courtyard from time to time, with worry flashing in their eyes.

On the side, the rescued women with animal features, some sat on the ground with lifeless eyes, some hugged each other and cried quietly, and some lay on the ground with their limbs spread out, with no color in their eyes, as if they were the living dead.

"Clap!"

The sound of footsteps instantly attracted the attention of several people, and they looked towards the hall in the courtyard at the same time.

Liu Yanyang walked out, holding a head in his right hand. Blood was dripping from time to time. His black robe turned red, and pieces of flesh and blood fell from his body.

The murderous intent that came towards him made Dugu Bo swallow his saliva. Even though he was known to be vicious and cruel, he was still shocked by Liu Yanyang's murderous appearance.

"Ah...Ayang, are you okay?" Shui Bing'er overcame her inner fear, walked forward and asked worriedly.

Liu Yanyang shook his head slightly. When he saw the flash of fear in Shui Bing'er's eyes, he was about to say something to comfort her.

Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard outside the City Lord's Mansion, and the noise was one after another. Although the sound was not loud, the mental strength of the people present was very strong and they could hear it clearly.

"The City Lord's Mansion has been attacked. The City Lord may be in danger."

"Everyone, get ready, follow me and rush in to save the city lord. This is the time to make a contribution."

An inspiring speech should have motivated the soldiers present.

However, these soldiers were slow in their movements, their steps were disordered, and they looked with disdain at the middle-aged Soul Master who was waving his arms and shouting at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

His shifty appearance disgusted the soldiers present. He was never seen when guarding the city, but when it came to showing courtesy, he was more active than anyone else.

"boom!"

The door was violently kicked open by someone, almost hitting the Soul Sect member. After surviving the disaster, he immediately cursed, "That blind fellow, how dare you sneak attack your grandfather? I think you have already met your death."

"Stab!"

A spear flashing with cold light pierced his head directly, and the whole person was carried away by the inertia of the spear and nailed to the ground.

This scene made the soldiers present gasp and then looked at the gate in astonishment.

Liu Yanyang walked out holding Salis's head in his left hand, and the soul ring under his feet had already turned yellow, purple and black.

Then he raised his right hand and his soul power surged, and the Dragon Roar Spear reappeared in his hand. Liu Yanyang raised his head and looked at the soldiers present.

The soldiers present lowered their heads instantly, not daring to breathe. Liu Yanyang's cold and indifferent gaze made them feel the threat of death.

(End of this chapter)