The spring water of the Ice and Fire Eyes can easily kill a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, let alone two mortal Soul Douluo!

After being touched by the spring water, their eyes quickly became cloudy, their skin became dry and dull, and their limbs twitched violently.

The breath dropped off a cliff, and the heartbeat and breathing tended to stop.

"you you........"

Although the energy of the spring water destroyed the vitality of the two people from the outside in, the two people were still alive for a moment. While wailing heart-breakingly, their eyes were round and staring at Yang Po with hatred.

military.

Yang Pojun retreated wisely, not giving the two men a chance to counterattack.

Contra's vitality is extremely powerful. As long as he is not dead, he may be killed. At worst, he may self-destruct. Yang Pojun will not make the stupid mistake of getting carried away.

He glanced at the two men mockingly, then slapped Davis's head into the mud in front of them.

This stupid thing, you are the crown prince of the Star Luo Empire, and you are not enough in front of me.

While wailing, the eyes of the two people were about to burst.

After a while, red flames licked the corpses, turning them into ashes.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Pojun raised the jade bottle in his hand, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and looked provocatively at the group of people in the Haotian Sect: "Who wants to kill me?"

The crowd was silent, no one dared to answer, and the crowd of spectators retreated hastily.

Being able to kill two Contra-level experts in an instant, it had to be said that the jade bottle in Yang Pojun's hand made them instinctively frightened.

As for the Haotian Sect, they had strong murderous intentions towards Yang Pojun, but they did not dare to stand up and seek death.

The Seventh Elder present was the only one among them who was at the peak level of Contra, but he might not be able to withstand the siege of two Contras.

But Yang Pojun killed two Contras in an instant with his own strength, and no one dared to try the contents of the jade bottle in his hand.

Yang Pojun sneered, ignored it, calmly took back the jade bottle, walked unhurriedly to the tree not far away, and put Yang Powu's body into the Ruyi Treasure Bag.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, he wants to take Po Wu home!

However, despite avenging his murder, Yang Pojun felt uncomfortable in his heart!

No matter what, Yang Powu's death had a lot to do with him!

I have always wanted to protect my tribe in troubled times, but the troubled times are yet to come, and my tribe will suffer unreasonable disasters because of me!

The death of Yang Powu sounded the alarm for Yang Pojun!

He must improve his strength as soon as possible. Since a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse cannot intimidate the younger generation, then he must become a powerhouse that transcends human limits...

…

"He, he is actually a twin martial soul..."

He watched quietly as Yang Pojun walked past him arrogantly. After a long time, the young man in gray robe broke free from his chaotic thoughts.

"Huh...what did he take out just now? Can it kill two Contra-level experts instantly?"

After swallowing, a middle-aged man in gray robe asked the doubts in his heart with lingering fear!

The seventh elder's expression was extremely complicated. He silently looked at the two Contras that were reduced to ashes not far away. He was angry and terrified at the same time.

If I had been impulsive just now...

"Hmph, he won't be proud for long. He dares to openly kill the prince of the Star Luo Empire. The Star Luo Emperor will not let him go, let alone the Po clan!" Another gray-robed man said solemnly.

His eyes were cold and full of malice.

…

The night is quiet and the insects chirp.

The oil lamp was placed on the small wooden table, and the flames were like beans, giving the room an orange halo.

Zhu Zhuyun slowly woke up from the coma. Her eyes were dull for a moment, and her pupils suddenly regained focus. Then, this woman with a strong figure stood up like a carp...

From her subconscious point of view, this is an instinctive reaction.

The first thing she did was check her body. Seeing that her clothes were neatly on, she felt relieved, and then she looked around in horror.

Then, I saw the young man sitting not far away. His face was as gentle as jade in the candlelight.

"You're awake!"

There was no answer. Zhu Zhuyun closed his eyes, opened them again, closed them again, and repeated this several times.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Pojun, who was not in a good mood, looked at Zhu Zhuyun doubtfully.

"Maybe the way I opened my eyes is wrong. Am I dreaming?" Zhu Zhuyun, who was still in a dazed state, looked at Yang Pojun with tears in his eyes.

"You open your eyes a thousand times and it's me you see."

He forced a smile, and the haze in Yang Pojun's heart was dispelled a lot after Zhu Zhuyun did this.

"Aren't you dreaming?" After blinking his eyes and confirming that he was not dreaming, Zhu Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Zhu Zhuyun, who had just relaxed, suddenly changed his expression. The memories before coma came back to life and flashed quickly. She widened her eyes and looked at Yang Pojun anxiously: "Quick... run... they will kill you."

Clan members, they will kill you too..."

"Them?" Yang Pojun stretched his tired body and said angrily: "You are talking about Davis, he is dead!"

"Dead...dead?"

Zhu Zhuyun looked at him blankly and didn't react for a long time. After a while, he whispered softly: "I'm really dead..."

Yang Pojun nodded.

She looked at the young man not far away infatuatedly, a complicated look flashed across her pale face.

"They killed Po Wu. As an elder brother, this is what I have to do!" Yang Pojun explained casually.

"Yes, yes."

She looked sad and whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

Yang Pojun glanced at her, said "Hmm" without saltiness, and said: "Although Davis came here specifically to catch you, he killed Powu because of me. He hated me for leading Lan on his behalf in the Soul Master Competition.

Ba Academy defeated Xingluo Academy, and this allowed Dai Mubai to stand up!"

"Anyway, if it weren't for me, Davis wouldn't be here. I am also responsible for his death. I'm sorry. I tried my best at the time, but unfortunately... I am not their opponent, so I can only watch him...

…look at him…”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After taking a sip of tea to relieve his thirsty throat, he handed another teacup to Zhu Zhuyun. Yang Pojun said slowly: "How did Powu die?

Yes, no matter how Davis died, you don’t have to feel too guilty, I have already avenged him!"

Zhu Zhuyun sat on the edge of the bed, holding the tea cup, looking at Yang Pojun in shock: "You...you..."

"Those who kill will always be killed. My brother will not die in vain!"

He looked out the window silently. Gradually, his gentle expression became serious, and his deep eyes became sharp.

"No...no...I mean, I'm worried..."

"Huh...Davis is dead. You are now free. I am about to return to Tiandou City. Let's go together. If you are a woman wandering outside alone, you will inevitably encounter some unscrupulous people!" interrupted!

From Zhu Zhuyun's words, Yang Pojun knew what she was worried about, but since he dared to kill Davis, he had already prepared a countermeasure in his mind.

The next day.

Before dawn, Yang Pojun and Zhu Zhuyun quietly left the town.

And as they left, the murder of Star Luo Prince Davis also spread like wildfire.

Half a month later!

Star Luo Empire Palace!

In the palace, Emperor Xingluo sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and breathing in breath.

Although he is the leader of a country, Emperor Xingluo has never given up on meditation practice!

The Star Luo Empire was founded by force, and every person who ascended the throne was a person with outstanding talents. They climbed to the throne step by step from the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​​​blood, stepping on the flesh and blood of their brothers. This made them ruthless and extremely insecure.

feel.

Only if they practice hard and become strong enough to suppress the next generation will they feel at ease.

A guard walked quickly to the threshold, lowering his head and making no sound.

The personal attendant standing beside Emperor Xingluo glanced at the door, then at the old emperor, walked forward in small steps, and whispered: "What's the matter?"

The little guard whispered a few words in a low voice.

The personal attendant heard this and frowned, then waved his hand to send the guard away.

He quietly returned to Emperor Xingluo and carefully lowered his voice: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Xingluo was not allowed to disturb him when he was meditating, unless there was something urgent.

After being accompanied by his personal retinue for so many years, there is still a tacit understanding.
To be continued...