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Chapter 194 I'm just a melon eater

"You are also Dou Zong!"

The leader blurted out after hearing what the mysterious Douzong said.

Feeling the majestic momentum like a giant dragon awakening, and the powerful pressure that enveloped him in an instant spread from the person he regarded as a fat sheep, he was horrified in his heart and wanted to cry. With:
"What do you mean you, a Douzong, are doing in the ordinary seats on the first floor? Wouldn't it be better to reveal your identity and strength earlier so that others can respect you?"

The benefits are exciting. The earth-level intermediate martial arts fighting skills and elixirs in the hands of the mysterious Douzong are indeed very tempting, but all these things must be used with life. Obviously, this group of people is not fighting. The ability to be unbridled in front of Zong.

It's a pity that God didn't hear the complaints in his heart. With the wave of his hand, the Dou Zong fired several streaks of fighting spirit at the dozen or so robbers who were filled with ferocious aura. Immediately before being put into the mountain forest, they stood in the air. Several streams of blood mist were sprayed out.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the leader was hit right at the feet of Zhao Li. His eyes were extremely complicated, with greed, desire, fear, a touch of regret and deep unwillingness, and he slowly lost his life.

If that person is not a hidden fighting sect, if I can capture the set of fighting skills and elixirs he took, if...

It is possible for him to become the pinnacle powerhouse in the Black Angle Domain, and even have the hope of continuing upward. At that time, let alone a Black Angle Domain, I am afraid that even the entire Dou Qi Continent can be left to his own devices.

It's a pity that there are no ifs, only results, and they fell under their own greed.

Seeing that the greed in his eyes had not dissipated even when he died, Zhao Li couldn't help but feel sad. Along the way, it was not uncommon for him to be killed and robbed of goods, but as in the Black Corner Territory, countless people This was really the first time he had encountered the situation of staring at a person.

Naturally, Zhao Li was not the only one watching, and most of the people saw that the original little sheep had turned into a tiger, and they killed more than ten people with strong skills in an instant, and it was not even a formal attack. His own person died inexplicably, and unconsciously, he breathed a little heavier.

Amidst the gasps, they also had a clear understanding of the mysterious man's terrifying strength. New thoughts flashed through countless people's minds. Should they continue to follow, maybe they could catch the leak, or it was more important to survive as soon as possible. leave……

While heaven and man were fighting in everyone's hearts, the mysterious Dou Zong swept through the mountains and forests, and accurately landed in several hidden places, making the people hidden there shiver all over and dare not move.

"Haha, it is indeed a place of chaos. I have learned the lesson. All the techniques and pills are in our hands. Come and get them if you have the guts..."

The mysterious Douzong's voice echoed in the mountains and forests, and for a moment, there was a strangely oppressive and dull atmosphere in the mountains and forests.

The sound of rustling sounded from the forest. Someone woke up from their greed and slowly retreated. Although the treasure is good, you still have to have a life to get it...

The mysterious Douzong smiled disdainfully:
"A bunch of clowns can't get on the stage."

He sensed that there were still a few figures who were unwilling to retreat, frowned slightly, and his voice became colder:
"Haha, there are people who really want money rather than life. I gave you a chance. If you don't cherish it, then you can't blame me."

"Haha, although Dou Zong is strong, he is not qualified to run rampant in the Black Corner Territory. If this friend wants to just let those people who have been driven away by greed to retreat, it is a bit fanciful."

Just when the mysterious Douzong was about to take action, two figures slowly appeared outside the mountain col, walked through the air, and soon appeared in the valley.

They were all acquaintances at the auction, and the person in front was the leader of the Black Emperor Sect, and the one behind him was naturally the white-haired auctioneer.

Feeling the majestic aura on Mo Xuyou's body that was comparable to his own, the body of the mysterious Douzong subconsciously tensed up, and then sarcastically said:
"Master Mo, what do you mean by this? Do you want to ruin the reputation of your Black Emperor Sect?" As the dealer who held the auction, he secretly targeted the distinguished guests who bought the items. When the news spread, for For the Black Emperor Sect, this is not a good thing.

Mo Xuyou heard this, his expression was a little unnatural, and he explained with a smile:
"Haha, my friend has misunderstood. I didn't come here just for your little things."

He can get to the top of the Black Angle Domain, so he naturally knows that the most important things in the Black Angle Domain are strength and a big enough fist. The so-called reputation is just the icing on the cake that comes with strength.

But if you see through it without telling it off, you still have to fight for some face, otherwise you will not even have the necessary integrity. If the Black Emperor Sect holds an auction again in the future, no one will dare to come. After all, no one will worry about spending a high price. After buying something at auction, it was forcibly taken away. Not only did I not get the thing, but I also lost my life.

He was telling the truth. He had indeed tasted the benefits of this auction, but he still expected the auction to attract crazy money, so naturally he would not destroy the Great Wall at this time.

Naturally, the black-robed Douzong would not believe his lies and was still prepared.

"I didn't expect that the auction is over, and there are such interesting things. Tsk, Sect Leader Mo, you are worthy of it. If you can't bear to part with those treasures, just keep them for yourself. You have sold them no matter how you put them out, and now you want to Take it back? I admire you."

The sudden words of Yin and Yang instantly caused the expressions of several people in the field to change slightly. Immediately, their eyes suddenly turned to the place where the sound came from, and they saw the old man from Yinshan slowly rising from the valley. He soon arrived at the field, and he took the opportunity to start a fight again. It's unnecessary.

Mo Xuyou looked at the smile on Yinshan's lips and those strange words, and the corners of his mouth twitched. At this time, he couldn't hold it back, and said with a gloomy face, indifferently:

"Yinshan, trouble comes from the mouth. Even if you are Douzong, you cannot slander our Black Emperor Sect without reason."

Na Yinshan looked surprised, as if he had just met Wu Youyou. With an exaggerated smile on his face, he continued to be weird:

"Eh? Is it possible that Sect Master Mo came all the way to see us off? Ah, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Oh, are you anxious? What? You can do it yourself, and others can't tell you?"

Dodging Mo Xuyou's attack, Yinshan Mou showed no mercy.

Mo didn't need to make a move. In an instant, the two Douzongs looked at him. An aura that was not much weaker than him enveloped him. His expression became solemn. He was just suffering from the great elder who was following him. His forehead was sweating and he was struggling to hold on. .

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that he couldn't get any benefits, so he didn't do anything anymore. He took a deep breath and laughed:
"Since you don't believe in Mo's sincerity, you can just leave now."

After saying that, he actually ignored the two of them and looked in the direction of Zhao Li.

The two people in Yinshan had a look of astonishment on their faces. They didn't believe that they had nothing to ask for, or maybe the target was not them, or maybe they saw something was wrong and gave up the idea temporarily.

The two of them unconsciously followed their unwarranted glances, and saw a young man sitting on a bench on a hill about ten miles away, tapping his legs and cracking melon seeds, looking over here leisurely.

Zhao Li saw several people looking at him and put his feet down, feeling a little confused:
"What's wrong? Do you want to continue? I'm just a passerby, don't worry about me."

(End of this chapter)