Soul And Martial Emperor

On the streets of Redstone City, Meng Hao and Leng Qingfann strolled leisurely. They arrived at a darker place where there was a stall.    

"Let's go and take a look," Meng Hao said with a smile. He walked to the stall with Leng Qingfann. The stall owner was a cold-looking young man.    

Meng Hao casually picked up a Jade Slip from the stall and looked at it. He was shocked, but he didn't show it.    

The Jade Slip that he picked up just now actually recorded a spiritual attack technique. If Meng Hao did not guess wrong, that spiritual attack technique should have a powerful attack power.    

Therefore, Meng Hao said softly, "How much is this Jade Slip for?" If it was too expensive, Meng Hao could only bear with it. After all, he did not have so many Charm Spirt Pills on him.    

"A middle-grade two offensive spirit weapon and two high-grade second-grade spirit medicines," the gloomy youth said faintly. He actually did not want the Charm Spirt Pill, but directly wanted what he needed.    

Meng Hao frowned slightly. He had quite a number of high second grade spirit medicines in his hands, but he only had one Blood Shadow Saber on him. Could he take out the Blood Shadow Saber to exchange for it?    

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Hao took out the Blood Shadow Blade and two stalks of Ice Spirit Flame Grass and handed them to the other party. The other party clearly did not expect Meng Hao to be so generous. Immediately, he received them with some joy. He happily said, "That Jade Slip is yours."    

After saying this, the dark and cold man packed up the things on the stall and happily left. To him, the things he had sold for the past two days were already worth it.    

Leng Qingfann shook his head helplessly. He did not know why Meng Hao paid such a huge price to buy the Jade Slip, but he did not ask anything.    

"Meng Hao, something happened. Wu Dao and Dongfang Aoyun were stopped by the people of Langwu Kingdom." At this moment, Bi Xuan rushed over from afar with a worried look on her face.    

"Let's go. Let me go and take a look." Meng Hao put away the Jade Slip and said with a gloomy face. Bi Xuan didn't hesitate to lead Meng Hao and Leng Qingfann forward.    

Along the way, Bi Xuan told Meng Hao everything that happened. It turned out that Wu Dao and Dongfang Aoyun had nothing to do and were wandering around. After that, Wu Dao took a fancy to a Soul Skill and was just about to buy it.    

Lang Hsing brought his men to the front of the stall. He wanted to buy the Soul Skill that Wu Dao had taken a fancy to. Wu Dao naturally would not give up so easily, so he started fighting.    

At first, Wu Dao and Dongfang Aoyun could still hold on for a few moves, but Lang Hsing suddenly launched a sneak attack and severely injured Wu Dao. He also asked Wu Dao and the others to take out five hundred Charm Spirt Pills, or else they would not be allowed to leave.    

Bi Xuan and Situ Mengxiao heard about this from the street next door. Bi Xuan rushed back to find Meng Hao, while Situ Mengxiao went to help Wu Dao and the others.    

"Kid, if you don't give me a satisfactory reward today, I will cripple your soul sea and make you a cripple for the rest of your life." Lang Hsing sent Wu Dao flying with a kick, revealing a cruel smile on his face.    

"Sir, isn't this a little too much?" Situ Mengxiao said with an ugly expression. She naturally couldn't bear to see them being threatened like this.    

Lang Hsing's face revealed a mother's smile. "If you accompany me for the whole night, I can consider letting your companion leave."    

This sentence made Situ Mengxiao so angry that her face turned pale. When had she been insulted like this before? In her heart, she thought that when there was a chance in the future, she would definitely let you have a taste of this lady's power.    

"I don't know which capital the three of them are from, but they actually provoked Lang Hsing. Looks like the three of them are going to be unlucky." Many martial artists were watching from the side, but no one dared to come out to help. Lang Hsing was a Sixth Heavenly Saint Martial elder brother. He was considered an expert even in a bigger city. No one here could afford to offend him. In their hearts, they felt pity for Wu Dao and the other two.    

"If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave either." Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind the crowd.    

Meng Hao's body was emitting a cold Qi. The crowd couldn't help but open up a path for Meng Hao and the other two. They looked at the young man in shock. They didn't know what kind of confidence he had that he would dare to speak to Lang Hsing in such a manner.    

However, when they found out that Meng Hao was only at the peak of the Second Sky of Saint Martial, they couldn't help but laugh mockingly. With his current strength, he was afraid that even they would be in trouble if he dared to come and rescue them.    

Lang Hsing and the people from the Lang Wu Country also looked at the young man with a mocking smile. Only Dongfang Aoyun and Situ Mengxiao had a smile on their faces, and their hearts gradually calmed down.    

Meng Hao walked to Wu Dao's side and fed him a healing pill. Then, he said in a low voice, "Brother Wu Dao, don't worry. I will bring you back to the inn safely."    

Wu Dao looked at Meng Hao's gentle smile and heaved a sigh of relief. He said gratefully, "I have caused you trouble again this time. If it really doesn't work, then... At the end of his words, a ruthless expression flashed across Wu Dao's face. Obviously, he was also a little angry.    

"Don't worry. They can't force me to that extent." Meng Hao turned around and walked to the opposite side of Lang Hsing. He said faintly, "If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I can't guarantee that you will be able to leave this place safely."    

"Haha, your strength isn't that great. Your tone when the time comes isn't small. I would like to see what kind of method you have for me to give you an explanation. Don't even pay attention to yourself. "The ridicule on Lang Hsing's face became even stronger. He didn't put Meng Hao in his eyes at all.    

"Since that's the case, I'll let you experience it!" Meng Hao smiled faintly and disappeared from where he stood. The next time he reappeared, he was behind Lang Hsing. Red soul power condensed on his palm. He forcefully attacked Lang Hsing's back.    

"How dare you use such an insignificant skill to embarrass yourself? Get lost!" Lang Hsing was stunned for a moment, then sneered. At the same time, the blue soul power on his right hand surged out and smashed towards his back.    

Boom! Boom!!    

The two figures took two steps back at the same time. Meng Hao smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll give you a big one." As soon as he finished speaking, his hand seals changed.    

Thunder rumbled and dark clouds covered the sky. It was as if a storm was coming. A terrifying aura spread out. The surrounding martial artists saw this and stepped back, not daring to stay where they were anymore.    

"Purple Sun True Art - Thunder Tiger Sky Trample!!!" Purple Sun True Art - Thunder Tiger Sky Trample!!!    

As Meng Hao's hand seal fell, heavenly thunder rumbled. A giant thunder tiger suddenly appeared in the sky. The giant tiger roared, and it stood in the sky, looking down at Lang Hsing as if it were looking at an ant.    

Lightning flashed and the giant tiger roared. Immediately after, the giant thunder tiger stepped on the stars, and like an arrow leaving its bow, it descended from the sky at the speed of a shooting star.    

Lang Hsing's facial expression changed dramatically because he could sense a very dangerous Qi from the giant lightning tiger. If he didn't receive it with all his strength, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

Even those martial artists who had retreated far away to watch the show were shocked because they knew that this giant thunder tiger could kill them hundreds of times over.    

At this moment, the way they looked at Meng Hao changed a little. It was no longer ridicule, but fear, fear towards the strong.    

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