Chapter 535

Moreover, his ability was different from Brother Feng's.

However, after careful observation, Tang San found that this Wang Wu and Brother Feng were somewhat similar.

They were both very strong and very talented. Their battle thinking was also very unexpected.

But that was the only similarity.

"What's there to see?"

Wang Feng shook his head.

He had never revealed his identity, not only to show off, but also because Hu Liena was a disciple of Bibidon.

At that time, the Pope was also present. If they knew of his existence, they might go back and tell Bibidon. What should he do?

Of course, Wang Feng could feel that Hu Liena might have a good impression of him.

But what was the use of this good impression? Could it be compared to her feelings of being nurtured by Bibidon in the Martial Spirit Palace for so long?

Wang Feng would not do such a stupid thing, so in the past few years in the Massacre City, Wang Feng did not show the ability he used in the Pope's Palace.

Cultivating the Dark Angel Martial Soul was also done in secret.

The power of the blood mark and the Original Sin Domain were all cultivated. She would not know at all.

Wang Feng did not even change the shape of the Mysterious Underworld Spike. He only used it to kill people.

In fact, Wang Feng was not afraid of his face. This was because Wang Feng's current appearance was very different from four years ago.

He was currently dressed up because he was afraid of revealing his face. Because his appearance was too shocking, it would cause a commotion.

What if Hu Liena accidentally fell in love with him?

Wang Fengxin thought.

"I..."

Hu Liena sighed softly.

She had already told him about such a private flaw. Was he really unable to satisfy such a small request?

What a heartless man.

Wang Feng seemed to have seen through Hu Liena's thoughts. He walked over and said indifferently, "I know how to cure that flaw of yours."

Hearing this, Hu Liena was stunned.

Her External Attachment Soul Bone was a shortcoming because her body wasn't strong enough during the fusion process.

Moreover, because this flaw was too private, Hu Liena did not tell anyone else, only Bibidon.

However, Bibidon didn't know how to solve this problem. After all, she wasn't the kind of person who specialized in researching Soul Bones.

Soul bones were too rare, and there were very few people in the entire continent who had External Soul Bones. It was impossible to research them, and they were one of a kind. Therefore, no one knew what the flaw was.

"You … know?"

Hu Liena asked in a low voice, her beautiful eyes shining.

Although this kind of Achilles' heel was very hidden, once it was discovered in battle, it would be very fatal! It was easy for problems to arise! Hu Liena was very clear about this!

"Of course."

Wang Feng suddenly whispered something in Hu Liena's ear.

With that, he turned around and left. "Gentlemen, we'll meet again if fate wills it."

Wang Feng quickly disappeared from where he stood.

Hu Liena, on the other hand, stood rooted to the ground. Her face was so red that it seemed like it could drip blood. Her eyes were filled with anger and joy as she looked at the back of that figure.

"Nonsense … How can this kind of method be cured?!"

Hu Liena bit her lips and mumbled shyly.

Then, she looked deeply at Tang San and said, "Tang Yin, we'll meet again!"

After saying that, Hu Liena also quickly left the place. However, the blush on her cheeks did not disappear.

Tang San looked at the two of them and felt a little strange. He didn't know what that Wang Wu said to Hu Liena …

After a while, Tang San silently recalled the experiences of the past two years and slowly left this seemingly empty area. Until a low voice sounded,

"Little San."

Tang San's body trembled. He looked ahead and saw that his father was already standing on the road in front of him.

Tang Hao turned around and looked at Tang San. His face, which was already weathered, seemed to have aged a few years, and there were many more wrinkles.

"Father, is this the reason why you want me to come here to cultivate?"

Tang San took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked.

After not seeing his father for more than two years, Tang San was already over eighteen years old. At this time, seeing his father's appearance again, he had a different feeling in his heart.

"That's right."

Tang Hao said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, "The Godslayer Realm that you have now is more basic. It will allow you to form a kind of qi field. In this kind of qi field, you can weaken the enemy's strength by ten percent, and your own strength will increase by ten percent. As you cultivate, this qi field and qi field will form the true Godslayer Realm. When that time comes, it will be very useful. It will definitely not be inferior to the Bluesilver Realm that you've awakened."

Tang San nodded.

The father and son chatted for a while.

"Father, I met a very mysterious person in the City of Massacre. That person should be the person who entered the City of Massacre before us two years ago. Just now, he was the one who went through Hell Road with me. That person is called Nicholas Wang Wu. Father, have you heard of him? I feel that this person is very strong. He's at least as strong as a Soul Douluo. "

Tang San hesitated for a while and asked, "His ability is also very strange. He also has a mysterious talent field. I think that he should be one of the more famous people on the continent?"

Tang Hao was silent when he heard that.

In fact, in the past two years, he had been secretly observing Tang San. However, because the Hell Road was too special, he did not know much about it.

Naturally, he knew about the White-Robed God of Massacre, Wang Wu.

Even though Tang Hao had roamed the continent for many years, he did not know of such a person.

What surprised Tang Hao the most was that even he could not sense the White-Robed God of Massacre, Wang Wu.

It was as if he was blocked by a special aura, making it difficult for others to sense him unless he used his martial soul and soul power. However, that would be too obvious, and he would expose himself.

'Looks like Father doesn't know either.'

Tang San thought to himself, 'Father shouldn't have heard of this White-Robed God of Massacre, Wang Wu.'

"Let's not talk about that person for now."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice, "In the past two years, I secretly went to the Pontiff's Palace and roughly learned some news about Lin Feng."

He took the time to go there.

"News about Lin Feng?" Tang San was stunned at first. He hurriedly asked, "Where is he now?"

Tang Hao shook his head and said, "More than four years ago, after I left with you, Lin Feng seemed to have escaped from the Hall of Martial Spirits."

Hearing this, Tang San suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Lin Feng was really not dead.

"However, after he escaped … he was hunted down." Tang Hao's next sentence made Tang San's heart skip a beat. "This person is very powerful. He can be said to be the strongest Titled Douluo in the Hall of Martial Spirits."

"The strongest Titled Douluo?" Tang San was stunned.

Even his father's tone was so solemn. One could imagine how powerful this Titled Douluo was!

"But in the past four years, the Hall of Martial Spirits did not send anyone to capture Lin Feng. This means that there are only two possibilities: either Lin Feng is in the Hall of Martial Spirits, or he is dead. Otherwise, the Hall of Martial Spirits would not have done nothing."

Tang Hao fell silent after saying that.

He had spent a lot of effort to find out this news!

Hearing this news, Tang San suddenly clenched his fists.

No matter which of these two possibilities it was, it was unacceptable! However, Tang San hoped that it was the first possibility. At least Lin Feng was still alive.

(End of chapter)