Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

Chapter 157 Qian Daoliu is coming!

Late at night, Feng Yao and Liu Erlong hugged each other and fell asleep.

Liu Erlong looked like a well-fed kitten with a rosy face, curling up in Feng Yao's arms.

The two children were nowhere to be seen in the house, and Liu Erlong had a smile on his face.

At this moment, a vicissitudes of voice suddenly entered Feng Yao's mind.

"Feng Yao!"

Listening to this sudden voice, Feng Yao frowned and opened his eyes slightly. A pair of big hands unconsciously caressed Liu Erlong's jade back.

Feeling the smooth feeling, Feng Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned and looked out the window, but saw no movement.

At this time, the voice sounded again: "I give you one minute!"

The voice was very indifferent. Feng Yao lowered his head and saw that Liu Erlong was still sleeping soundly, as if he had not been disturbed in any way. He immediately felt wary of the owner of the voice.

He gently covered Liu Erlong with the quilt, blocking out the vast spring sunshine.

Opening the window, Feng Yao moved and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

"Armed!"

"Tiger roars and flashes!"

When he was about to land, Feng Yao flew into the air with Tiger Roar on his back.

Vaguely, Feng Yao could feel a force of light ahead.

"This kid is so fast!"

Just as Feng Yao was advancing, a white-haired middle-aged man in a golden robe stood somewhere.

The middle-aged man exudes a warm and bright aura, and the looming sword intention is frightening.

This person is obviously the great worshiper of the worship hall, Qian Daoliu!

Qian Daoliu was extremely surprised by the speed of Feng Yao he perceived.

"At this speed, even if the Titled Douluo of the agility attack system wants to catch up, it probably won't be an easy task!"

"It's really hidden!"

"Can Xiaoxue really control such a person..."

After carefully recalling the information he had seen, Qian Daoliu felt that Feng Yao had a lot on his mind.

Especially that special hobby, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but think of his son Qian Xunji.

"It would be great if Feng Yao was Bibi Dong... Then maybe Ji'er wouldn't die!"

Qian Daoliu thought about this and shook his head with a wry smile.

"People tend to have random thoughts when they get old. Isn't this nonsense?"

Just when Qian Daoliu was thinking wildly, Feng Yao had already discovered Qian Daoliu's figure.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Feng Yao couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

'This man... is so strong! '

Feng Yao couldn't resist at all.

In front of the figure that was emitting golden light, Feng Yao felt that he was so small.

He had never felt like this before.

As he approached, Feng Yao stood still, bowed and saluted: "Senior! I wonder why senior is looking for me late at night?"

"Yes, yes, you are very good!" Qian Daoliu showed admiration, and seeing Feng Yao's attitude neither humble nor arrogant, he said slowly: "You are only fifteen years old, but your soul power is already close to level sixty-seven!"

"I can't feel any aura of the fallen from you. How on earth did you do all this?"

"With innate soul power, there is absolutely no way you can practice at such a fast speed!"

"There is something called luck in this world. With it, nothing is impossible!" Feng Yao smiled: "Senior, please forgive me for not being able to speak directly about the root cause!"

Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became serious, and traces of sword intent burst out and surrounded Feng Yao.

Feng Yao felt the edge on his back and shuddered.

"How brave!" Qian Daoliu sneered: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from!" "Do you believe that I can make you say what I want to hear just by moving my fingers? "

When Feng Yao heard this, the smile in his eyes did not diminish: "Senior, you're welcome!"

"Why do you need to move your fingers, senior?"

"Senior's soul control has already made this kid scared!"

"Senior, if you want to hear it, that kid will just say it!"

Feng Yao just wanted to pretend, but he failed unexpectedly.

Sure enough, those who pretend to be alive are all lies!

"Ahem!" Qian Daoliu turned sideways, looking like he didn't care about anything, and said calmly: "No need..."

"I don't even bother to inquire about a junior's secret!"

'What's more, my granddaughter is born with level 20 soul power and is destined to become a god! '

Feng Yao smiled and said nothing, waiting for the next words.

At this time, I heard Qian Daoliu say: "Why don't you ask me who I am? Are you not curious at all?"

"I'm not curious!" Feng Yao shook his head calmly, with a sincere expression.

Qian Daoliu frowned, and his body quietly released the soul pressure that Feng Yao could withstand.

In an instant, Feng Yao felt his body sink.

If there is a huge force pressing on the body, it is impossible to move even if you want to, and even your thinking seems to be a bit slow.

"Aren't you curious, what is my strength and soul power level?"

"After all, I can ignore your title Douluo who is both your teacher and your wife and sent you a message!"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's sarcastic words, Feng Yao rolled his eyes inwardly.

No matter how stupid Feng Yao is, he can still hear this smell of contempt.

Well, this is another old guy who is jealous of him!

"Senior is very powerful. He must be the most powerful man on the continent. I don't dare to speculate casually."

"The methods you used just now are not something that ordinary titled Douluo can do at will!"

Feng Yao shot back, "I also have some confidence in my teacher's strength!"

"There are not many people in Wuhun City who can do this!"

"It is rumored that there is a worship hall above the Wuhun Palace! Seven extremely powerful titled Douluo are enshrined in it! I must be one of them, right?"

A look of surprise flashed across Qian Daoliu's face: "Young man, you have some knowledge. Not many people know about this kind of thing!"

"Then tell me, why can't I be the elder of Wuhun Palace?"

"Senior must also know about Wuhun Palace's attack on Tiandou Empire Academy, right?" Feng Yao was always observing Qian Daoliu's face. Seeing that the other party's face darkened a bit, he added: "In that battle, Wuhun Palace A total of four titled Douluo, several Soul Douluo, a dozen Soul Saints, and dozens of Soul Emperors were mobilized!"

"It's a pity that even so, it still failed!"

"My teacher, with his ninety-fourth level soul power, monopolized two titled Douluo! In just a few moves, one was seriously injured and the other was knocked back! This directly caused their attack to end in failure!"

"They come with great momentum, but they run away like a lost dog!"

"This shows that the elders of Wuhun Palace are not that powerful!"

"And this can even reflect the strength of seniors!"

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you have guessed that I am a worshiper of the Worship Hall, you still dare to speak nonsense in front of me and insult the Wuhun Hall! Do you think the sword in my hand is disadvantageous, or do you think I dare not kill you?"

"If you think you can sit back and relax with Liu Erlong, Dugu Bo and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect as your backers..."

"Then let me tell you, you are wrong! In my eyes, there is only one kind of person in this world that I can not kill, and that is the person I cherish! And it just so happens that the number of people in this world that I can cherish can only be counted on my hands. !”

"As for you, although your talent is rare in the world and ranks among the top three in the mainland, you are not from my Spirit Hall!"

"Just based on what you just said, I have reason to kill you!"

"Whatever Senior asks, I will answer! As for what I say, Senior is not willing to listen to, so this kid can only apologize to Senior here for his fault! And Senior has a lot of knowledge, and he is not as knowledgeable as this kid!" Feng Feng Yao Bi said respectfully.

(End of this chapter)