Chapter 4 The Swaddled Killing God!

“Kill me? It’s just a clown, don’t look in the mirror!”

Glancing at that figure, Qian Julei’s young eyes showed a mocking color.

“you……”

Listening to Qian Julei who was still in his infancy speaking in an adult tone, that person’s expression suddenly changed.

But immediately, he smiled sullenly, “It seems that the rumors are false. I am afraid that you are not a newborn baby! However, even so, it is easy for me to kill you!”

“Boom!”

When the words fell, the person’s spirit power burst out, and the eight circles of spirit rings were directly released, covering the whole body!

Among the eight rings, there are two spirit rings, which are black that represents ten thousand years of spirit rings, and the rest of them are all thousand years and one hundred years old!

Under the display of such a powerful spirit ring, it seemed that the opponent’s aura was extremely powerful.

It can be seen that this person is Contra, and his level is definitely not below the eighty fifth-level!

Being able to hide in the sacred mountain of the Martial Soul Temple, you can even bypass the sight of a group of powerful people and enter the Douluo Temple. Except for those who are detached from the dimension of Qianjulei, they are born assassins assassins!

This is definitely not something that ordinary spirit masters can match!

Of course, with Qianju Leibi is nothing short of a big deal!

“Little guy, let you know that I am the Dark Night Sect. If I can’t touch you in front of your grandfather and your father, no one can save you now!”

The killing intent on the opponent’s body became even more awful.

“No matter what you call a mad monkey or a dog, you must be the one who is going to die tonight!”

Glancing at Feng Hou, Qian Ju Lei said indifferently.

“The little guy has learned to speak wild words before he has dried up!”

Feng Hou gave a cold snort and immediately started.

His figure violently rose, and his speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he came to Qian Ju Lei’s body.

“Huh!”

In an instant, a huge black beast shadow appeared behind Fenghou, and disappeared in an instant!

This should be his Martial Soul.

As if possessing the power of invisibility, being able to integrate with the night, hiding in the night sky, is a perfect assassin, which also proved Qian Julei’s idea.

“The third spirit ability, Can Feng Ye Sickle!”

Then, his palm came out, his soul power gathered, and one hand turned into a sickle blade and a steel sickle in his claws, tearing it apart!

He wanted to directly blow the head of Qian Julei in the swaddle.

Faced with this serious killing intent, Qian Julei’s eyes condensed!

“boom!”



At this moment, Qian Julei’s soul power burst out, as if a torrent of torrents gathered on the baby!

“Baby!!”

When it collided with Feng Hou’s steel sickle, a harsh sound erupted. Under the collision, Feng Hou’s body directly retreated a few steps.

“It’s just scraping!”

Qian Julei spoke lightly.

Contra confronting Title Douluo, how can there be any comparability?

“What’s going on? This…what kind of self-defense artifact? It can actually block my “Ye sickle!” “”

Feeling such power, a trace of amazement emerged in Feng Hou’s eyes.

too frightening!

A child who has such a terrifying power in his body, at that moment, almost forced him to breathe!

You know, his Martial Soul is called Dark Night Scythe Weasel, and the Swift Claws are a pair of steel sickles, extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud!

Unless it is a sharper artifact, it is absolutely impossible to resist it!

But at this time, Qian Julei had only an ordinary swaddling coat, but it resisted his blow like steel and iron, and forced him back, which was beyond Feng Hou’s imagination.

“This son is strange and must be killed!” A stronger killing intent flashed in Feng Hou’s eyes.



As a member of the assassination network organization, the essence is to deal a fatal blow to Pope Chihiro Chi.

Now that Qian Julei smelled something unusual, his murderous intentions skyrocketed!

The Martial Soul Hall at the moment is too huge, with an angelic bloodline, and it can be crushed by any one person. All geniuses of Sect can’t breathe!

At this age, he has the strength to compete with him. Wouldn’t it take a long time before he can compete with those older generations?

The Martial Soul Palace is strong enough. If the angels continue to grow, the mainland will belong to his family!

“Although I don’t know what kind of baby you are carrying, it will soon be mine! And, just now I just shot at will, and then I will let you feel the power of Contra!”

boom!

As soon as Feng Hou’s words fell, the spirit ring on his body shone brightly.

Even his aura is more than twice as strong as before!

“The sixth soul ability, bloodthirsty sickle!”

“Die to me!”

The wind yelled violently, and instantly his body looked like a hedgehog, and countless barbed steel sickles rushed out!

“Swish!”

In the blink of an eye, Qi Qi slashed towards Qianju Lei, dozens of tyrannical steel sickles rushed out, and dozens of black ferrets with sickles were transformed into a looming black night in this dark night.

“You are afraid that you have not graduated from elementary school, and you don’t even understand level suppression!”

Facing these dozens of powerful sickle shadows, Qian Julei’s figure flashed, so fast that he escaped this fatal blow in the blink of an eye!

And then, he stretched out his right hand and took a look!

The pure blue spirit power instantly turned into a whirlpool, tyrannical like a storm, and swept away towards Fenghou in a blink of an eye, and the whirlpool of spirit power directly swept the countless sickles.

“What? Changed the direction of my bloodthirsty sickle!!”

“Bang, bang, bang—”

When the sickle in the whirlpool collided with the sickle blade released by Fenghou one by one, a series of harsh sounds suddenly sounded.

It’s too violent!

“What kind of Soul Artifact is this… why is it so strong?” At this moment, Feng Hou felt such power, and his heart was extremely shocked.

“No, this is not a divine tool, but a spirit power. You don’t even have a spirit ring skill in your body. How can you have such a strong spirit power?” Feng Hou said again at the next moment.

However, Qian Julei ignored Feng Hou, and now he had the title Douluo’s spirit power in his body, without the Martial Soul spirit ring, it was just the most rubbish Title Douluo to be reasonable, but his power was okay when he used it.

“boom!”

Just between the two of them thinking, a sonic boom suddenly sounded, and then Feng Hou’s heart trembled fiercely.

When I looked back, I saw a golden holy light-like existence on the skyline, overwhelming the heavens, coming out of the sky!

“Angel Douluo Qian Xun Ji!”

Feng Hou swallowed, even though he was persistent in killing Qian Julei, he was completely gone in an instant, and ran away.

“Huh! You kidnapped my son and want to escape?!”

Chihiro Ji’s gaze sharpened, Houtian made the phantom unfold its wings in an instant, and at the moment of waving, countless holy feathers rushed like a rain of bullets!

This speed is so fast that it is too late for Fenghou to escape. The surrounding environment is directly shrouded by the holy light. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, and the body is struck by thousands of swords in the blink of an eye!

When Qian Xun Ji landed the next moment, Qian Ju Lei’s spirit power had disappeared, and she was lying quietly on the ground.

“It looks like he was looking for death on his own, and actually broke into the Douluo Palace. It should be the heroic spirits of past dynasties who punished him and didn’t let him take my son away so quickly.”

After thinking about it this way, Qian Xun Ji quietly picked up Qian Ju Lei.

As everyone knows, Qian Julei sighed in his heart: What a pity, he actually snatched Daddy’s first kill on the mainland!

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