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Chapter 366 Kunpeng Martial Spirit!

On a quiet path, an ordinary carriage passed through the province of Fasno and slowly drove towards the Kingdom of Barak.

The wooden carriage, the curtains that block the doors are covered with stains. I don’t know how long it has been washed. Even the horses pulling the cart are listless and weak. This is an old horse, whose slow speed is comparable to that of a mule.

The whole carriage looked very old. The person driving was an old servant in his sixties. There seemed to be a person sitting in the carriage. He didn't look like a wealthy family.

"Help..."

At this time, there was a sound of intermittent cry for help in front of the road.

The old servant who was driving was slightly stunned. Looking at it, he saw a 17 or 18-year-old black-haired boy with a distorted face rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

"Uncle Zhang, what's going on?"

A clear sound like a silver bell sounded in the carriage.

"Miss, it seems that someone is injured." said the old servant.

"Then... let's help him into the car quickly." The voice in the car seemed a little anxious.

"Miss, don't move. Maybe it's a robber. I'll go over and take a look first."

The old servant sighed, often having headaches for his lady's kindness. Now there are so chaos on the mainland, there are often robbers and killer groups. If a normal person encounters this situation, he will definitely ignore it.

But the lady actually urged him to save the person...

The old servant shook his head helplessly, slowly walked off the carriage, and came to the side of the injured boy.

"Ah... it hurts so much..."

The boy's face was full of pain and his forehead was covered with sweat. He covered his arms and fell to the ground and breathed heavily. He looked very injured and was in a very dangerous situation.

"Is it just a teenager..."

When the old servant saw that the person who was calling for help was just a young boy, his vigilance was immediately dispelled a lot. His eyes swept across the grass around him and found no movement. Then he felt relieved and walked over to help the boy up.

"How are you doing? Are you okay?" the old servant asked.

"It's still...it's okay..." the young man said stubbornly, but under the trembling voice? It's not difficult to hear how much pain he was suffering at this moment.

"I'll help you to the carriage and have some rest first."

"Thank you..."

With the help of the old servant, the young man slowly climbed into the carriage, and a slight curve was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Releasing the curtain? You can see a girl in a white dress sitting quietly on the carriage? Black hair shrouded in shoulders, bright eyes and white teeth? The ice-like skin shines with a charming luster, and a pure white floral dress hanging down to the ground. The set off her whole body is like a blooming lilies.

This girl looks only seventeen or eighteen years old? She looks very beautiful, pure and charming, and very cute.

"Hello, my name is Ilia? What's your name?" The girl in white dress smiled slightly? She greeted the injured boy enthusiastically.

"Uh... Hello, my name is... Fang Xiao! Niu!" The young man glanced at Ilia and said quietly.

"Well, Fang Xiaoniu? I remember."

Ilia nodded seriously and looked at Fang Xiaoniu's sweaty face. A hint of worry emerged from her beautiful eyes and walked quickly to his side. She carefully checked his injuries: "Come on, let me see? Where are you injured?"

Fang Xiaoniu: "My finger... was bitten by a mosquito!"

Ilia: "…"

Fang Xiaoniu: "It hurts so much? I suspect that the one who bit me was a soul beast poisonous insect? At least ten thousand years, and it is likely to have mutated. I feel dizzy and weak in my limbs, as if I have entered a state of shock."

Ilia looked at the guy with a dark face, and said with anger, "Are you kidding?"

Fang Xiaoniu raised a finger, placed it in front of the girl, pointed to the tiny red dot and said, "It's true, it hurts!"

Looking at the gradually petrified Ilia, the boy couldn't help but smile in his heart.

This young man was naturally Fang Xuan. He pretended to be injured, just to take the ride to the Barak Kingdom and learn about the information about Barak Kingdom from these two locals.

After two days of investigation, Fang Xuan discovered a suitable target to copy the martial soul, right in the Kingdom of Barak!

Speaking of this Barak Kingdom, he had a grudge with him. About three years ago, he killed Douglas, the prince of the Barak Kingdom in the genius battle at Tiandou Academy. Since then, he has been hated by this kingdom. They have sent killers several times to assassinate Fang Xuan.

Now, Fang Xuan finally became the titled Douluo and possessed the strength of Xiaoao Tianxia. This time he rushed to the Barak Kingdom not only to find a target to copy the martial soul, but also to destroy this kingdom...

"Ilia, are you from the Barak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan asked.

"Well, I was born in the Kingdom of Barak, but for some reasons, I have lived in the Fasno province for many years, and now I can finally go home. I am very happy." Ilia brushed a strand of hair on her forehead and showed an innocent and pure smile. The appearance looked full of joy of going home.

"Oh... Then you must know very well about the Barak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Do you know that in Barak Kingdom, there is a soul master who is famous for his speed in the Barak Kingdom?"

“Famous for speed?”

Ilia frowned slightly, held her chin with her jade hand, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh! You are talking about the national teacher of the Barack Kingdom, Roderick, who is known as the world's fastest!"

Roderick!

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he finally found his prey on this trip, so he asked Ilia more urgently about all the information about Roderick.

According to the girl, this Roderick is a super strong man with a peak Contra. He is powerful and has a high position and a powerful position. He has always served as the national teacher of the Barack Kingdom!

Its unique martial soul is the ancient divine beast - Kunpeng!

Kunpeng's martial soul gives him extraordinary speed. Even if his titled Douluo is far stronger than him, no one can compare to him in terms of speed.

With the Kunpeng Speed, Roderick is well-known on the mainland and is known as the world's number one speed!

"Kunpeng martial soul, an excellent martial soul, very good... This time the goal was chosen as Roderick!"

Fang Xuan's mouth raised slightly and he selected the object to copy the martial soul. He would not copy some useless martial souls casually, but based on his own situation, he chose the martial souls he had not or lacked to copy. This would further enhance his strength and would not waste the precious opportunity to copy the martial soul.

The Kunpeng martial soul with wind attribute is the precious martial soul that Fang Xuan has not obtained at present!

"Bang!"

At this moment, a violent collision sounded suddenly from the outside world, which was so shocked that the old horse who was pulling the cart made a panic neigh, and even the cart and horses fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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