Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 33
Yang Shou knew Ling Shuzhu's worries, but he had been promoted to the Eight Star Dou Ling and was no longer what he used to be.

With the help of the amplification of the Xuantian Wood Divine Seal and the Qilin Thunder Body, he has the confidence to fight against the Black and White Kings and even kill them.

"Don't worry, you two just trust me."

Seeing this situation, Ling Shuzhu, who knew Yang Shou better, bit his silver teeth lightly and made no objection.

As for Zhao Qian, his thinking was much simpler. He believed that the possibility of Yang Shou defeating Dou Wang over the ranks was extremely small. This showed that he was confident and could not help but guess that he had a backup plan. After all, even Dou Ling Dan could be easily taken out.

This Qingmu Sect disciple named Yang Shou is by no means ordinary, and he is definitely a high-level alchemist. Although he looks a little younger, Zhao Qian will not look down on anyone since he has worked hard in the Black Corner Domain for a long time.

Having said that, people are short-handed. Since he agreed to contain a fighting king, no matter how things end, he can do his part with a clear conscience.

It's night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which is a good time to kill people.

Yang Shou put on a black robe and ambush in advance with Ling Shuzhu and Zhao Qian in the small forest outside the west gate of Black Seal City.

Waiting for the arrival of Jin Yanzong and others.

The bright moonlight shines through the branches and leaves, leaving little shadows on the ground.

There are occasional rustling sounds in the forest, but there will be a long period of silence after the movement.

In the extremely quiet atmosphere, Yang Shou's senses were infinitely magnified, and with the blessing of the soul of Dzogchen, he was very sensitive to subtle fluctuations.

Suddenly.

The five Dou Qi fluctuations in the distance attracted Yang Shou's attention. At the same time, Zhao Qian and Ling Shuzhu seemed to feel something, and their expressions instantly became solemn.

A few short seconds passed, and five figures appeared in the sky.

The young man in the middle and leading the group was dressed in dark red brocade clothes, his eyes were full of blood, and he looked evil.

On the left and right sides of the man, there were two fierce Dou Wang warriors as personal guards.

Behind the three of them was Dou Wang, who had the same black and white face.

Yang Shou compared each other's appearance and could easily tell their corresponding identities.

The leader is Yan Yun, needless to say.

There are two fighting kings protecting the law on the left and right. The short and thin one on the left is an old monster, and the strong man holding a tiger-headed sword on the right is Chen Changfeng.

As for the last two, it can be seen from their appearance and characteristics that they are the Black Evil King and the White Evil King.

Although Yan Yun is arrogant and arrogant, he also understands the principle of not entering the forest. At this time, he also has some thoughts, and the pursuit seems to be too smooth.

He turned his head and looked at the old man beside him, who nodded in agreement. It was obvious that both of them had the same idea.

"Friends in the forest, please come out. What are you planning to do after all your hard work to welcome us? The Jin Yan Sect has never been at odds with the strength of the Black Corner Domain." The old monster's voice filled with fighting spirit spread out and he said slowly.

"If I don't attract you here, how can I serve you all at once?"

A man's clear laughter came from the forest. His words were biting and filled with murderous intent.

Hearing this, Yan Yun guessed the identity of the other party. He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a sinister smile: "Yang Shou, you are really courageous. You set up a trap to seduce us."

"You are so courageous, you actually want to kill someone and seize the treasure." Yang Shou sneered.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time you and I have met. During the sect's general election, I was very satisfied with your earth-level fighting skills, so I had to send you back to the west. I will keep the treasure for myself." Yan Yun stretched out his long scarlet tongue and licked He licked his lips, not hiding the greed in his heart.

Yang Shou looked at the pair of solid wings behind Yan Yun with great interest and said: "I heard that the Jin Yan Sect is good at making flying fighting skills. When I saw it today, it turned out to be true. I think your young sect leader's flying fighting skills must be great. The grade is not low.”

"I had to accept it with tears in my eyes."

Hearing this, Yan Yun's face suddenly darkened, and he sarcastically said: "I don't want to waste words with you. Dou Ling is no better than an ant in front of our sect." After receiving the order from the young sect master, the old man who remained silent laughed and said, "Jie Jie , sharp-tongued boy, let’s see who can protect you.”

After saying this, the old monster gathered his khaki fighting spirit wings, stretched out his eagle claws, and grabbed Yang Shou.

"If you want to touch my nephew Yang, you have to pass my test first!"

In the darkness, a powerful deep shout came out.

Immediately, Zhao Qian, who was wearing ink clothes, leaned out and shot out. The golden light flashed in his palm, and the metallic fighting spirit condensed into a palm print, directly facing the old monster.

The two briefly fought, which ended in a draw.

Zhao Qian was suspended in the air, on the same side as Yang Shou, facing off against the old monster.

Seeing that there was an unknown strong person coming to help, the old man was surprised, his ugly face showed a hint of surprise, he looked at Zhao Qian and said: "Five-star Douwang, why did you intervene in our grudges with the Qingmu Sect."

Zhao Qian laughed loudly and said: "Yang Shou is a good nephew of the Zhao family. It is natural for me to protect him. You are an old weirdo and a young man. You are so nagging. You can beat him when you need to."

Seeing that the mysterious fighting king had no intention of negotiating, the old man knew that his words were useless, so he immediately mustered up his earth attribute fighting spirit. The boulders in the surrounding forest were pulled by some force and slowly gathered into a stone dragon.

The stone dragon is hundreds of meters long and made of rocks. It opens its teeth and claws with a terrifying momentum.

Rock Fossil Dragon is one of Tu Lao Wei's famous stunts.

Seeing this, Zhao Qian also mobilized the majestic fighting spirit in his body. With the clanging sound of gold and iron, an epee condensed with fighting spirit hung high, ready to go.

With a thought in their minds, the two fighting masters released their fighting skills instantly. Two torrents of energy, one golden and one yellow, suddenly collided above the forest. The raging energy ripples spread from the center to the surroundings, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

The smoke and dust disappeared, but Tu Laoguai and Zhao Qian still couldn't decide the winner.

Yan Yun's eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at the elder Chen Changfeng beside him.

The other party understood, and then the figure rushed out, and said in a serious voice: "Young man from the Qingmu Sect, we have four fighting kings. Even if we can restrain one of them, the remaining three are enough to kill you."

Chen Changfeng roared and struck with a tiger-head sword, and a ghostly figure in red robe came to Yang Shou in an instant, waving a long whip to block the heavy blow for him.

"Do you think I don't exist?" the woman in red robe wrapped in fire said with a cold face.

Chen Changfeng knew about Ling Shuzhu's existence, and his move was also to lure him out. Whether the offensive was successful or not was not important.

He took a few steps back, distanced himself, casually held the tiger-head sword on his shoulder, and stared at Ling Shuzhu with an unkind expression.

The two fighting kings next to Yang Shou took action one after another. Yan Yun narrowed his bloody eyes. It was obvious that in these two moments, his opponent's trump cards were revealed.

"I still have two fighting kings here, Yang Shou, you probably don't have any help." Yan Yun looked like he was in control, and said with a contemptuous smile.

"No, but it shouldn't be a problem for me to deal with the three of you by myself."

Yang Shou twisted his wrist, his words revealing domineering confidence.

Yanyun said coldly: "An ant that won't shed tears until it sees the coffin."

Yang Shou's eyes boiled with fighting spirit, and he retorted: "I don't care about other people's opinions, whether they are ants or useless."

"The winner is honored."

"So, please go to the west and return to heaven, Mr. Yan!"

　I am a very stubborn person. I never care what others say to me. I don’t care what they ask me to do or how I do it.If, like me, you can read this book, vote for recommendations and monthly votes, and read it every day, then I really feel that this matter:... I originally wanted to write this paragraph, but I feel It was too dramatic and difficult to read, so I didn’t finish it.

　　
　
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