Douluo: The Holy Spirit Master, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent

Chapter 45 You are too arrogant

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"Xiao Wu, what adjective do you think should be used to describe the speech he just made?" Nan Feng turned his head and looked at Xiao Wu who was eavesdropping not far away.

"Idiot!" Xiao Wu said without hesitation.

Golden Crocodile's expression froze, but before he could lose his temper, Nan Feng spoke again, "Think carefully, this is the Pope's territory, and it is also my territory. Are you sure you want to disrespect me here?"

Golden Crocodile frowned, "Why, are you threatening me?"

"Boy, don't be shameless. You can't catch a 100,000-year-old transformed spirit beast. Without us to support you, even Bibi Dong can't stop those Title Douluo from taking action."

"Damn it! Are you used to being a robber?" Nan Feng's face fell.

"Qianxunji also used this high-sounding method to snatch Tang Hao away before. Now you guys want to do the same?"

"You can only keep one if you hand it in? How can you be so awesome?"

"Stupid stuff."

Golden Crocodile's expression froze, "You..."

"What do you mean? Qianxunji sacrificed himself in order to snatch the Blue Silver Emperor. Now, you want to try it too?" Nan Feng said.

"Don't be ungrateful!" Golden Crocodile was angry.

"I don't know your mother!" Nan Feng was speechless.

"In order to help that idiot Qian Xunji get his revenge, I killed two Soul Douluo elders of the Haotian Sect by myself. What about you?"

"Damn it, when we were fighting the Haotian Sect, you all hid in the Elder Hall and didn't dare to fart, for fear that the enemy would risk their lives to take two of you away."

"Why are you so awesome now? Do you still want me to get one for you?"

"Fuck! Am I your father?"

"you……"

"What do you mean? If you ask me to do that again, I'll peel off your crocodile skin and make a belt out of it!"

Golden Crocodile's expression darkened, and the soul power of a peak Douluo surged out, intending to teach this unrestrained boy a lesson.

"Hey, what does the Second Priest want to do?"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rang out, blocking Nan Feng and dispelling the soul power pressure.

"Bullying the weak? Tsk~ really interesting." Bibi Dong's face was full of sarcasm.

"He didn't move for decades, and when he moved, he bullied a sixteen-year-old child. He is worthy of being called Golden Crocodile Douluo! I admire you!"

The Golden Crocodile's expression froze, he suppressed his anger and retracted his soul power.

"Bibi Dong, he is not sensible. You should understand that if you had killed these two transformed soul beasts outside and absorbed their soul rings and soul bones, the Elder Hall would not say a word to you. But now, you brought the transformed soul beasts back, and everyone saw it..."

"So you want a piece of the pie?" Bibi Dong interrupted.

"Why? Because you are old? Or because you are thick-skinned?"

"You are already over 100 years old, almost 200 years old. How come you are getting older and older? When a child is hungry and looks for milk, he at least looks for his own parents. What about you?"

"Are you hungry? What are you doing here? Do you think I'm your mother?"

"Oh, sorry, I don't have a stupid old son like you. Even if I were your grandson, I would think you'd be ugly."

"You!" Golden Crocodile blushed.

"What do you mean? Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Bibi Dong asked.

"My hint to you to get out is so obvious, why are you still standing here? What, you don't understand? Do you have to force me to say it out loud?"

"it is good!"

"Elder Golden Crocodile, please, hurry up and crawl in a round shape to get out of here!"

Golden Crocodile's face completely collapsed, "Bibi Dong, do you really think I can't cure you?"

"You are too arrogant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Crocodile's level 98 soul power pressed towards Bibi Dong.

Unfortunately, it’s useless.

"That's all?" Bibi Dong said with disdain.

The pressure of the soul power of level 98 can only scare soul masters below level 95, and it is only a psychological deterrent. She is now level 97. If they really fight, the old man Jin Yu can't do anything to her. "You..." Jin Yu was stunned.

Level ninety-seven?!
Is this the twin martial soul?
“Okay, stop being so polite. If you want to grab it, just do it. Don’t be so polite.” Bibi Dong said.

Golden Crocodile frowned, "Bibi Dong, don't think that you can do anything just because your twin martial spirits are upgraded quickly. You are only level 97."

"If you don't dare to move, get out!" Bibi Dong was a little impatient.

"Barking, barking, you only know how to bark like a dog, do it if you dare!"

Golden Crocodile took a deep breath and looked at Bibi Dong coldly.

Turn around and leave.

"???"

Nan Feng was confused.

"Is this old man a coward? How can he be so patient?"

boom!
Bibi Dong raised her hand and punched Nan Feng, knocking him to the ground. "Can you take it easy when I'm not around? How many times can you use your invincible golden body?"

Nan Feng, who was unharmed, lay on the ground on his side and looked up at Bibi Dong, "Don't I have confidence in you?"

"He's a level 98 old guy who came here to cause trouble, and you can't sense it?"

The Holy Maiden Palace is very close to Bibi Dong's office in the Pope's Palace. As long as there is a conflict of soul power here, it will be sensed quickly over there.

"What if I didn't come?" Bibi Dong was speechless.

Nan Feng paused, "Then I can only do it myself."

"You?" Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly.

"Do you have that ability?"

Nan Feng’s auxiliary ability is indeed unstoppable, but what is his own attack power?
Even if there is, how can a mere broken Soul King like him hurt the Golden Crocodile?

"You actually question my strength?" Nan Feng stood up from the ground and took out a dagger.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes and looked at the thing carefully. "Where did you get it from?"

Top quality product made from rare metals!
"Yueguan gave it to me." Nan Feng said.

"I told him before that I wanted a life-saving weapon, preferably one that can ambush people, so he went to Gengxin City to get this thing for me. It's so useful!"

A soul master's strength and defense are closely related to his own martial soul, but what if he doesn't have time to activate his martial soul?
"And I have poisoned it!" said Nan Feng.

"Toxic!"

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "You wouldn't..."

"It's just what you think." Nan Feng said.

Titled Douluo? Peak Douluo?
Aren’t we still human beings?
He just needed to close the distance, complete the possession, and pick up the dagger soaked in poison.

Then, it went completely crazy!!

Eyes, throat, temple, heart, fuck!

Saigonni, hi iron duck! ! !

Three seconds is enough time for him to do whatever he wants!
“You…” Bibi Dong looked a little unnatural.

"Take it easy."

Nan Feng was the most normal one when he was in the City of Slaughter.

But after leaving the City of Slaughter, and comparing herself with the people around her, she suddenly discovered that this boy was actually not normal at all!
Can a normal person stick a knife into his own brain and stir it madly?

Are you still the Iron Duck of Saigon?
"Did you misunderstand something?" Nan Feng looked strange.

He had done some incredible things before, but they were just performance art.

Besides, he didn't feel any pain.

When his soul power is sufficient, his horse will not let him feel any pain at all. Even if a knife is inserted into his brain and stirred wildly, he will at most feel a little itchy in his brain, but it is impossible for him to feel pain!

Of course, when taking over another body, the pain of the new body cannot be eliminated.

However, if others force him to use such a stupid move that hurts the enemy by a thousand but hurts himself by eight hundred, then it must be a matter of life and death!
Can he still care whether it hurts or not?
Then you must take each other to have fun together!
(End of this chapter)