Chapter 266 Eliminate the Black Tiger Sect and face the evil god
Shen An followed the three Black Tiger Sect disciples all the way into the Black Tiger Sect, with Tom Jerry following behind.
"This gentleman, please come forward."
The Black Tiger disciple said flatteringly, accompanied by a disciple, and the two of them quietly sentenced Shen An to death in their hearts.
As for the last disciple, he has already asked the elders to take action.
When Shen An looked at the scene along the way, it was obviously the Lower Four Sects that were famous all over the world, but it actually gave him an eerie feeling.
Tom suddenly screamed, and his cat eyes pointed to a square in fear. Jerry took a look and was immediately frightened and fainted.
The large square was lined with wooden stakes one after another, and a bloody humanoid creature was tied to each wooden stake.
Shen An's eyes narrowed. Without exception, all of these people had their skins peeled off and all of them had no breath.
"What is this?" Shen An asked, suppressing the anger in his heart.
The Black Tiger disciple also dodged his eyes: "This is the disciple of this sect who has made a big mistake."
Shen An stopped asking, thinking of the deserted scene when he entered Black Tiger City, the insulted woman, the arrogant and domineering Black Tiger disciples who were punished.
His intuition told him that the Black Tiger Sect had a big secret.
As for what the secret is, he will ask with his sword. In short, this Black Tiger Sect is definitely not a good person and should be killed.
Shen An was taken to a hall.
"Wang Tuo, you can't bring this person here. He doesn't have any soul power fluctuations. This can't be considered your achievement."
A majestic voice reached his ears, and a bald man walked out with a playful look in his eyes.
It stands to reason that with his cultivation as a Soul Saint, he would not be able to make fun of an ordinary person, even in an almost joking tone.
However, due to the recent pressure, the sect leader Wang Wei went crazy and asked them to arrest people or spirit beasts everywhere.
People with different cultivation levels have different requirements. The Soul Saint must at least capture the Soul Emperor and bring them back, and so on, and deliver them all to the secret place of the sect.
No one who is captured can come out.
There are even specialized disciples guarding the secret place and no one is allowed to enter, not even the elders.
Many people inside the door had some suspicions in their minds, but they didn't dare to say anything.
As for what would happen if he couldn't complete it, the bald man couldn't help but shudder.
There are some disciples who are unwilling to do such things, and the disciple whose human skin was stripped off and tied up in the square is the best example.
There was even an elder who had a higher level of cultivation than him. He did not take this matter seriously, and was killed by Wang Wei with thunderous means. His death was miserable.
"Oh, what counts as achievement?" Shen An asked pretending to be curious.
The bald man's face twitched and he grinned: "It's very simple. I am the Soul Saint. If you are the Soul Emperor, it will be considered an achievement."
"However, it doesn't matter to ordinary people. There has been a huge demand within the sect recently~"
"That's it, then I can just serve as your performance." As Shen An spoke, a total of six soul rings floated out of his body and moved in unison.
The bald man's words stopped abruptly, the amusement in his eyes completely disappeared, and instead, a sense of horror filled his heart.
The three disciples who brought Shen An into the sect felt their eyes darken, their legs went weak and they knelt down on the ground
The young man in front of him simply didn't look like a mortal. He was one yellow, one purple, two black and two red, especially the sixth soul ring. The scarlet aperture had three golden lines, which shocked people's hearts.
Yes, the original fifth soul ring has been erased by Shen An.
Now that he has become a famous wanted criminal in Wuhun Palace, Shen An naturally has nothing to hide.
The most powerful force in the mainland has already taken notice of him. What else do other small fish and shrimps have to be afraid of? Why not show them off and increase their reputation?
The bald man turned around and ran away without hesitation, and the sudden burst of power produced a huge buzzing sound.
As for the Black Tiger Sect, basically most of them have tiger martial spirits, so their speed is naturally not bad.
Although he is a Soul Saint, he has no fighting spirit at this time.
He is not stupid. A Soul Emperor with this configuration can no longer be called a Soul Emperor. He should be the strongest Soul Emperor in history.
"Brothers, you have a lot of ideas, come on!
A rough voice resounded throughout the sect, and several powerful auras came one after another.
Shen An held the nine-leaf sword grass that was as green as glass and chased the bald man as if he were strolling in a garden.
It seems that the pace is not fast, but he always keeps a distance of fifty meters from him.
Not long after, all the upper-level forces of the Black Tiger Sect were gathered together, except for the sect leader Wang Wei.
The lineup is luxurious, with seven soul saints and more than ten soul emperors.
The bald man who originally ran away in a hurry stopped running away now. He stood together with many good players and looked at Shen An with piercing eyes.
With such a soul ring configuration, catching it back together should be a great achievement.
Shen An looked at these people and said in a cold tone: "I heard that the leader of the Black Tiger Sect is as powerful as Contra, why don't he see others?"
"Boy, don't be impatient. When we capture you, you will have a chance to meet the sect master."
The bald man laughed ferociously, and his seven soul rings were suddenly released, and his whole body turned into a black tiger with majestic momentum.
All the soul saints and soul emperors behind him also displayed their martial souls, without any sign of contempt.
For a soul emperor with two hundred thousand year soul rings, no matter how much he values it, it cannot be overestimated.
Shen An asked Tom Jerry to hide behind, and then faced the masters of the Black Tiger Sect.
He stood casually, with a look of disdain in all directions. He held a long sword in his hand, and the power of the sword suddenly surged to the sky.
The next moment, the cyan sword domain spread instantly, with a radius of three hundred meters, covering the territory.
The faces of the many soul saints and soul emperors of the Black Tiger Sect darkened, and they shouted in their hearts, ‘Realm! How could it be a field! ’
They looked at Shen An with ghostly eyes, using the sword, cat and mouse, domain.
"You are Shen An! The man wanted by Wuhun!" the bald man blurted out.
Shen An just lightly held his sword in front of him, and suddenly a dense shower began to fall within the sword area of 300 meters.
It was as if God was angry and sent down thunder, wind and rain, trying to wash away this filthy world.
"The next four sects, Black Tiger Sect, will be expelled today!"
Shen An's clear voice echoed in all directions.
The so-called secret place within the Black Tiger Sect is now like a hell on earth.
The smell of blood and putrefaction intertwined, and there were mummies and skeletons everywhere, both beasts and humans. The densely packed horror scene made one's scalp numb.
There were bursts of sobs coming from the depths of the secret place. Looking for the sound, it turned out to be a chilling pool of blood.
Beside the blood pool, many boys and girls who should have been in their prime were crying helplessly.
They all contain soul power in their bodies, but they are not powerful, and none of them has exceeded the second level.
Wang Wei, who was originally the leader of the sect, had his own style, but now he looked so eerie and strange.
His eyes were extremely scarlet, and his body was lingering with a gray evil energy visible to the naked eye. His face looked like a lunatic, and he used his own soul power as a guide to outline strange formations.
The blood of the weak needs to be purified before it can be effective, and this is exactly what the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger taught him.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger inherits the evil god. As he grows, he will awaken various talents and knowledge. It is not a lie to become a god all the way.
The formation took effect, and Nuo Da's blood pool began to boil and roll, and even continued to shrink,
Wang Wei murmured: "It's done, I'm done!" "Lord Evil God, combined with the previous soul masters, these energies should be able to allow me to break through to level ninety!"
"Roar——"
The roaring sound reached his ears, and Wang Wei said frantically:
"It's not enough. How can this not be enough? I have captured all the powerful soul beasts and soul masters near Black Tiger City, and then there are the ordinary people."
"Those ordinary people are useless. They are no match for one hundred. No, I still have a sect, and I still have many elders and disciples of the Black Tiger Sect!"
"I will gather all the elders and disciples of the sect here, let them become the blessings of the adults and me, and share the glory with us."
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger looked with satisfaction, blood flashing in his eyes.
Mortals are mortals. They cannot bear the power of his evil god and are already insane. They are worthy of sharing the glory with him.
Without the Wang Wei who obtained the qualifications for him, it was no longer useful. His status in the heart of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had been reduced from a cook to a ration. It was time to swallow it up and wipe it clean.
Wang Wei ran out like crazy. His mind had been completely occupied by the power of the evil god, and all he had was endless evil thoughts and desire for power.
A gust of cool breeze blew through, making Wang Wei's head feel slightly refreshed.
But he immediately felt the overwhelming power of Shen An's sword. He looked up and saw a steady rain of green swords falling in the distance.
Driven by the power of the evil god, the desire for the flesh and blood of the strong reoccupied his brain.
The eight soul rings were instantly revealed, and an extremely strong and evil aura spread. Wang Wei turned into a ball of black smoke and rushed towards the sword rain.
The bald man and others struggled to hold on under this rain of swords, while the weaker Soul Emperor had already returned to the west.
The Nine-leaf Sword Herb is the representative of ultimate attack, and now Shen An's soul ring has a lifespan even longer than that of a titled Douluo.
In his eyes, the Soul Saint and Soul Emperor are just slightly larger ants. This is the terrifying method of ultimate killing.
Under oneself, everyone is an ant.
The Black Tiger Sect never dreamed that their own side would be the first to be suppressed and unable to get up before launching the Black Tiger Sect's famous offensive in the mainland.
If you ask them what they are thinking now, of course they are: That heavy rain ruined my dream of being a soul master.
"Spare your life! Spare your life, sir. We did not arrest people voluntarily. We were all forced to go there by the King of the Black Tiger Sect!"
The soul-sage elder was in unspeakable pain when he was suppressed by the seemingly endless rain of swords, and he immediately begged for mercy.
They have already seen that Shen An's strength cannot be speculated by common sense. He did not kill them now, but he deliberately attracted Wang Wei to come.
A strong aura broke into the sword field, Shen An raised his eyebrows, the real master finally arrived.
"Roar~~!"
A black shadow flashed out, a tiger roared upward, and the rainwater transformed by the sword energy shattered instantly.
Wang Wei looked around with his scarlet eyes and saw that many soul emperors had died in the rain of swords, and he immediately roared again.
This was the Soul Emperor. How dare he? The dead Soul Emperor would have lost at least a lot of his soul power.
"You dare to touch my qualifications, you really don't know how to live or die!" Wang Wei's seventh soul ring shined high, and he felt Shen An's power.
In other words, as soon as he entered the sword domain, his current strength, which was close to the ninety-level titled Douluo, was greatly suppressed.
When the bald soul saint and others heard Wang Wei's words, their expressions suddenly froze. Aren't they the backbone of the Black Tiger Sect? How come they suddenly became food rations.
A shuddering chill shot up from their tailbones to their Tianling Caps.
Shen An frowned when he looked at Wang Wei, who seemed to be crazy. He remembered the black tiger he met in the Star Dou Forest that day.
Thinking, thinking, Shen An's movements were not slow, and he was clearly more than a hundred meters away from Wang Wei.
But Shen An seemed to flash, suddenly appearing from a drop of broken sword rain, and drew his sword to kill.
This is one of the wonderful functions of the sword field. Any wisp of sword energy scattered in the sword field turns into Shen An's true body.
Wang Wei didn't expect it at all. It was his years of fighting intuition that made him instinctively take a step back.
"Bah!"
There was a sound of a sharp sword cutting flesh, and Wang Wei's face was scratched by Shen An with a sword wound that was deep enough to show the bone.
Blood flowed out along the cut flesh, and pain spread all over the body.
But Wang Wei's whole body was trembling, as if he was experiencing great pleasure.
He wiped the blood on his face with his thick fingers, then put it into his mouth and sucked it in. His face showed an intoxicating look, as if it was the most wonderful thing in the world.
"You are so strong, I really want to eat you more and more!" Wang Weixieyi said, and the seventh soul ring behind him suddenly lit up.
It turned into a huge black tiger about six meters long, roared lowly, and rushed towards Shen An without hesitation.
Sure enough, it was the black tiger from that day. That extremely evil soul beast should be hiding in this sect.
Shen An's murderous intent aroused. A soul beast actually caused chaos and caused trouble to a city. He really deserves to be killed!
The black tiger transformed by Wang Wei can tear, bite, slap, smash or roar, giving full play to the tiger's advantages.
One after another powerful soul skills were released, not to mention the soul emperor, even the soul saint would probably suffer at the hands of Wang Wei.
Even ordinary Contras wouldn't dare say they could withstand Wang Wei's offensive.
This is the second-ranked leader of the Black Tiger Sect among the lower four sects, not to mention that after serving the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, his skills have become even more powerful.
That insane brain made him fearless of death, like a real beast.
In the three-hundred-meter sword field, Shen An changed his body shape at will. Countless sword energies were his incarnations, and the long sword in his hand was even more sharp.
Whenever Wang Wei thought he was going to attack Shen An, Shen An would turn into another sword energy, making him even more crazy.
"Ho ho ho, do you dare to face me head on!"
Wang Wei, who had been teased for a long time, said such mindless words.
Shen An said indifferently: "Come!"
The black tiger transformed by Wang Wei showed an anthropomorphic laugh, his scarlet eyes became more malicious, and the eighth soul ring behind him exuded boundless power.
"Black Tiger's sky-shattering strike!"
Wang Wei saw that Shen An was really not going to dodge, and the smile on his face became more wanton.
His attack had no additional effects, it was just a pure attack!
Not to mention a Soul Emperor, he is a Soul Douluo of the same level. No, even a titled Douluo like Dugu Bo cannot say that he can definitely block it!
The nine-leaf sword grass glowed brilliantly, and all the sword energy in the three-hundred-meter sword field gathered together.
"Sword Style - Soaring into the Sky!"
Bald Soul Saint and others found the opportunity to escape from Shen An's sword domain.
They were panicking at the moment, not only because of Shen An's overwhelming fighting power, but also because of their sect leader's words and deeds.
The tone in which he kept calling them "qualifications" made them feel like fish on the chopping board.
But they did not smile after escaping from the sword domain. On the contrary, their eyes reflected deeper fear.
What they saw was a giant black tiger nearly nine meters long, with its scarlet eyes revealing anthropomorphic malice.
It's broken, it's in the tiger's mouth.
(End of chapter)