Douluo's martial soul Barrett

Chapter 152: The anxious king of killing

"Why do you value me so much?"

After a long silence, Shen Bing asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

He thinks that he can only be regarded as a genius with some talent, so he shouldn't be able to attract the top brass of Wuhun Palace to personally recruit him, right?

"Because I am optimistic about you, and my intuition tells me that you will be a very capable right-hand man for me in the future."

There was no hiding anything, Han Haotian told Shen Bing straightforwardly.

I just want to accept you as my little brother, and I also think you are qualified to be my little brother.

So now it's Shen Bing's turn to make a choice.

Shen Bing may have been shocked by Han Haotian's straightforwardness. He was stunned for a moment and then nodded and said, "I can join Wuhun Palace and am willing to be your right-hand man, but I also have conditions."

Han Haotian stretched out his hand and motioned for Shen Bing to continue, "Come and listen."

"I only have one condition. If I seek revenge from those families in the future, you can't stop me." Shen Bing said firmly. This was also his only request.

Hearing Shen Bing's words, Han Haotian understood the meaning of his words, nodded and said, "No problem, I can definitely promise you this."

In fact, Han Haotian is also planning to discuss this matter with Bibi Dong in the future.

He had traveled on the mainland for several years. Perhaps because he seemed like an ordinary kid at the time, he had seen a lot of things.

Some families rely on their own support to back up the Wuhun Palace and act arrogantly.

If Bibi Dong still wants to unify the continent in the future, then this must be rectified, otherwise many outstanding soul masters will easily die early.

Thinking of this, Han Haotian couldn't help but think of Su Yuntao who awakened his martial spirit for him.

Under normal circumstances, even if Tang San's martial spirit was weak, the innate full soul power alone would be worth reporting the news to him, but he didn't.

He subjectively believed that this martial spirit was useless and would never become a great weapon in the future.

The result is obvious, Wuhun Palace is on the road to destruction because of this.

From his personal point of view, there is nothing wrong with his approach. He is reducing the workload of upper-level leaders, which is worthy of praise.

But from the perspective of the higher-ups of Wuhun Palace, this kind of person will definitely die.

Geniuses with full innate soul power are rare for the Wuhun Palace, and every one of them is worth focusing on cultivating, no matter how weird his soul is.

There are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters.

"I've seen adults."

Seeing that Han Haotian agreed to his request, Shen Bing breathed a sigh of relief, then kneeled down on one knee respectfully.

"Get up, I don't want to do this here. Just bend down from now on."

Han Haotian helped him up, then pointed into the distance and said, "Your Majesty, they are still fighting. I will take you there when they are over."

"Yes."

Shen Bing bowed slightly, and then consciously followed Han Haotian, watching the fierce battle in the distance.

Even from a distance, he could feel how intense the thrilling battle was.

That is a battle that he is far from being able to participate in now, but that may not be the case in the future.A dazzling fiery color bloomed in Shen Bing's eyes.

Glancing at Shen Bing behind him, Han Haotian nodded secretly.

In fact, he took the initiative to take Shen Bing under his command not only because he saw the potential in Shen Bing, but more importantly, because he saw the shadow of a person in Shen Bing.

A good friend of his was also named Shen Bing. Although they looked different, they both had a hidden persistence and tenacity deep in their eyes.

It was only after seeing this Han Hao that he took the initiative, otherwise he would have looked at him one more time and then given up.

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At this moment, there are five people on the battlefield in the distance.

Bibi Dong maintained the realm of the God of Killing with a calm expression, while using spider webs to constantly restrict the King of Killing's movements.

There was a hint of doubt under the cold eyes.

According to normal circumstances, the King of Slaughter should be the first to deal with her. Without the support of her God of Killing Domain, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo and others would not be his opponents, let alone There was no way they could join forces and drag him to such a death.

However, he didn't do this. He had been avoiding himself intentionally or unintentionally.

Even if they take action, they will not directly kill them like they did when facing Yu Yuan Zhen and Bone Douluo.

This made Bibi Dong deep in thought.

"Does the God of Killing who comes out of the City of Killing have any special meaning?" Bibi Dong secretly thought, "The King of Killing can't move?"

But she soon gave up this idea, because when they first met, the King of Killing clearly expressed his resentment towards the owner of the God of Killing Domain, and when she wanted to obtain the God of Killing Domain, Killing The king also obstructed him in every possible way.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was completely unaware that it was because of the inheritance aura of the Rakshasa God that still existed behind her.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king in the Killing City was deliberately arranged by the Rakshasa God in order to interfere with the inheritance of the Shura God, so the Rakshasa God was the rule he said.

And he dared to launch this riot because he received the instructions from the Rakshasa God of Rules, in order to let Bibi Dong firmly walk on the path of inheritance of the Rakshasa God.

After Bibi Dong was awakened by Han Haotian's words, she was about to give up the inheritance of the Rakshasa God. Seeing that the inheritor of the god who was originally in her pocket was about to fly, the Rakshasa God was also anxious, so he With such a plan.

Because of this, although he disliked the owner of the God of Death Realm, he did not treat Bibi Dong the same way, and even deliberately showed the power of Rakshasa power in front of Bibi Dong.

However, he had no idea that the divine power on the Asura Demonic Sword was not the Rakshasa divine power at all, but the Shura divine power.

"Nobody can stop me!"

Restricted by the slippery Bone Douluo, the scarlet color in the Slaughter King's eyes became even more intense, like two big red lanterns, attracting attention.

"Uncle Bones, be careful!"

Ning Fengzhi, who was in the distance, saw the change in the expression of the Slaughter King and immediately issued a reminder.

The strength of the Slaughter King shocked him greatly.

From the beginning of the battle until now, he has never seen the King of Slaughter use soul ring skills, or even martial arts.

Although that sword looks extraordinary, for a soul master, only his own martial soul can maximize his strength.

However, the King of Slaughter never used his martial soul from beginning to end.

"Haw~~"

After the King of Slaughter finished speaking, the bat wings behind him shook slightly, and the King of Slaughter made a sharp and harsh sound.

The King of Slaughter, who had been toyed with for a long time, finally became impatient and chose to use his own soul skills when he couldn't use Tang Chen's martial arts and soul skills.

Along with the scream, ripples visible to the naked eye spread from the mouth of the Slaughter King.

The long ripples swept across all directions like waves. Bone Douluo immediately chose to escape, but he was still affected.

The moment it was affected, Bone Douluo groaned in pain, and his body froze on the spot.