Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

Chapter 108 Different offensive and defensive forces
"Well, one, two, three, four of you are all anxious to go down to see your family. Don't wait in line to call your number. I will take you down now."

Fu Ye's whisper reached everyone's ears.

Huh? What did they hear? This little kid who looked like he had just grown up was going to send them off.
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just when they were about to taunt back, they saw that the few people who had shouted the loudest earlier fell directly to the ground, as if they were asleep, and even the people next to them couldn't wake them up by kicking them.

The dull thuds of heads hitting the ground finally stopped the ministers' barking. A few brave officials standing nearby used their index fingers to test the breath of the fallen officials.

Without exception, they all died!
“Ah!!!! Your Majesty! They are all dead!!”

Finally, the silence was broken by the frightened voice of a eunuch who was crawling backwards on the ground in fear.

However, at this moment, dozens of swift figures in the dark instantly attacked Fu Ye, and the strongest among them was a level 87 Soul Douluo! The others who attacked had the lowest level of high-level Soul Emperors!
But in Fu Ye's eyes, is there any difference between a Soul Douluo? Soul Emperor? and a fly?

"Ding Ding Ding"

Dugu Bo retreated to the back and sat on the observation deck early in the morning. He didn't think about Fu Ye's safety at all. After all, where this freak was, he was the biggest danger. The people around him should be careful, not him.

A crisp sound emanated from Fu Ye's body. That's right, he did not defend himself at all. The dragon god scales that had been maintained on his body were the best protection, but under normal circumstances, one could not feel or detect the existence of this thing.

"Haha, two Soul Douluos, three Soul Saints, and seven or eight Soul Emperors. It seems that there are not many strong people in your Tiandou Empire."

At this moment, Fu Ye's golden pupils turned into nine colors, and the vague aura of majesty on his body enveloped everyone's heart.

However, when Dugu Bo sensed this atmosphere, he only felt a bit of nostalgia.

Dugu Bo: Yes, that’s the feeling! That’s the feeling when he stepped on my face!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The sound of kneeling on the ground was heard constantly.

Under the pressure of Fu Ye's dragon might, everyone present knelt on the ground with their heads touching the ground. At this time, Tiandou Emperor Xue Ye was pressed on the dragon throne by the pressure because of his lack of strength and could not move at all.

"Xue Ye, look, your ministers are all kneeling, why do you dare not kneel?"

Fu Ye stood up gracefully and walked slowly past the ministers. With every step he took, the pressure on Xue Ye sitting on the dragon throne increased.

"Tap Tap"

As Fu Ye got closer, Xue Ye's body had been deformed by the pressure, and his whole body was pressed against the dragon throne in a very awkward posture.

"So, why don't you kneel, Your Majesty Xue Ye?"

Looking at Xue Ye's old face that had been distorted by pressure, Fu Ye didn't care whether the other party responded or not, and continued to talk to himself.

"Your royal family's behavior has seriously affected the daily lives of me and the girls in my team, so you need to pay us 5 billion gold soul coins as compensation. As for mental damages, I am merciful and will waive them."

Xue Ye almost vomited blood after hearing Fu Ye's words. Five billion! The other party was going to empty the treasury of his Tiandou Empire!
How is this different from taking his life?
"But before that, I hope you can realize your mistake and kowtow to me to show your sincerity."

Fu Ye continued talking to himself, and immediately released his control over Xue Ye.

"Huff, huff, cough, cough!!" The instant disappearance of pressure allowed Xue Ye to breathe in fresh air. You have to know that he was just a Soul King. How could he have the strength to resist an existence that would make Soul Douluo and Soul Saint kneel down when they saw him!

"Tsk, you old man don't have sincerity. Anyway, it's time for the Tiandou Empire to change the dynasty, so just kill him directly."

However, before Fu Ye could finish his words, he heard the very urgent voice in front of him and Xue Ye's plea for mercy.

"dong dong dong"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have troubled Your Majesty. All the mistakes were caused by my stupid brother. I promise to hand him over to you. Please be kind enough to let me go. No, just treat me like a fart."

That’s right, Xue Ye knelt down, and he knelt very quickly and hard, and he banged his head on the ground very quickly and hard!

At this time, Dugu Bo looked at everything on the field with a satisfied look on his face. Not bad, it was really good! His trip was not in vain. After all, the scene of the emperor kowtowing crazily was a rare sight in a century!

Where is the arrogant and domineering aura that Xue Ye had when he kowtowed madly?
In the fantasy world, the ruler of a country is like an ant in front of a powerful cultivator, and Douluo Continent is a fantasy floor tile, oh no, sewer.

It's the same here. What king of a country? What emperor? It means that old fellow Qian Daoliu suddenly had an impulse and came to the Tiandou Imperial Family to rape Xue Ye's little wife. Do you think Xue Ye dared to say a word?

Of course, this is just a saying, Qian Daoliu won't really cough cough! It's hard to say.

There is an old saying: The probability of being suffocated to death by a cat's big butt is extremely low, but definitely not zero.

Seeing Xue Ye kowtowing frantically, Fu Ye was no longer in a hurry. He slowly walked to the people who had just attacked him.

At this time, they had been suppressed by the dragon power emanating from Fu Ye for a long time and knelt on the ground with both knees and heads.

"You just used that hand or that foot to sneak attack me. Do you remember?"

Fu Ye's voice plus the sound of Xue Ye's frantic kowtowing mixed together like the devil's whispers lingering in the ears of these people.

The wisps of sword intent from Fu Ye, which were as condensed as substance, floated throughout their bodies, as if they would be chopped into thousands of pieces in just a moment.

“I use the right one.”

Finally, one of them could not withstand Fu Ye's pressure and spoke first. However, before he could finish his words, Fu Ye's fingertips lightly scratched the opponent's right arm and right leg, and almost instantly turned into blood mist that stuck to the faces and clothes of the others.

"Boom!"

"Ahhh!!! My hands! My legs!!!"

The middle-aged man whose hands and feet were crushed let out a scream, but Fu Ye just frowned slightly and kicked the man directly on the head.

“Crack, bang!”

The middle-aged man, with only half of his body left, was lifted up by him and pressed against the wall. From the sound just now, it could be seen that the man was not far from death.

"Right hand! I used my right hand!"

"Left leg! I'm the left leg!"

"I'm."

Seeing their companions die tragically in front of them, the group of worshippers who were greedy for power, money and beauty were all panicked. They were all afraid that they would be the next to die! Now the only thing they could do was to cooperate.

"So annoying! It's really troublesome to chop off the left hand, right leg, etc. It's easier to just chop off half of the body like before!"

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