Chapter 253 I am your father! (Gu Yuena’s hair tomorrow)
In the Hell Killing Fields, the smell of blood was so strong that it almost solidified into substance, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere filled the air.
The figure on the stage at this moment was very familiar to Lin Feng. It was none other than the fleeing Tang San.
Lin Feng casually sat down in a corner and looked at Tang San quietly on the stage, his eyes cold, his figure strong, and every move he made was ruthless and precise. His opponents had almost no power to fight back in front of him and were knocked down one by one.
The Eight Spider Spears behind him were completely unreasonable. In this place where soul skills were banned, the Eight Spider Spears with the devouring attribute became Tang San's biggest reliance. While each spear tip penetrates the opponent's body, it absorbs the opponent's life force and replenishes his own consumption.
The originally black Eight Spider Spear was now blood red and covered with barbs. Even when Tang San was devouring the opponent's vitality, Lin Feng could see the flow of energy in it.
"Have you still got the Eight Spider Spear? The human-faced spider will always refresh this external soul bone, or is this really an arrangement of fate? Or is Shura really looking at him all the time?" Lin Feng thought secretly in his heart, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.
Tang San's smile on the stage became more ferocious, and he pierced the unfortunate guy in front of him with the Eight Spider Spear. The gurgling blood flowed upstream from the tip of the spear, turning all of it into nourishment in his body. Every swallow made his aura stronger, and the blood-red light on the Eight Spider Spears became more dazzling, like a bloodthirsty flower blooming in hell.
Tang San licked the corner of his mouth, looking at the body with missing arms and legs in front of him, pleasure flashed in his eyes.
"Sure enough, this way of growth is the most popular for me. In the face of the pleasure of soaring strength, those impurities and distracting thoughts that come with it are nothing, hahaha." Tang San laughed wildly, his voice echoing over the killing fields of hell. , seems particularly harsh.
"Xiu, King Shura, you must die a good death -" A soul master who was defeated by Tang San lay on the ground, using his last strength to curse. His eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, but his body could no longer move.
Tang San sneered, and with a slight wave of the Eight Spider Spear, the soul master's voice suddenly stopped, completely losing its vitality. For Tang San, these people's lives were just stepping stones on his growth path, and he had never had any compassion.
"Noisy! You are just stepping stones and nourishment on my way to becoming a god. It is your glory to be able to use your lives and blood to create my glory!"
His eyes flashed with desire for power, pursuit of strength, and contempt for the weak.
"The winner is King Shura!"
Following the host's announcement, the entire Hell Killing Fields seemed to boil, with cheers and shouts coming and going, but these sounds were like nothingness to Tang San's ears. He turned around slowly, his blood-red eyes sweeping over the people in the audience. His eyes were like looking at ants, full of indifference and disdain.
In his eyes, these cheering people are just the guys who will die by his hands in the future.
Tang San slowly walked down the high platform, reaching out to embrace the two female fallen spirit masters who had been waiting for him for a long time. They only had a few pieces of broken cloth hanging on their bodies, their skin was looming, and their eyes were full of admiration and desire for Tang San. However, there was no warmth in Tang San's eyes, only indifference and use.
"You performed well today." Tang San's voice was low and hoarse. He gently stroked the hair of one of the women squatting in front of him, but she seemed to have received a great gift, her eyes sparkling with excitement. .
"Thank you Lord Shura for the compliment, we are willing to do anything for you." Another female fallen soul master said eagerly, her body trembling slightly.
Tang San was very satisfied with these guys who threw themselves into his arms. After experiencing the Yu Ruyan incident, he suddenly discovered that playing with emotions was a very interesting thing.
Just like what he did to Huo Yuhao, making the affectionate unavailable, making the heartless even more unscrupulous, and making love and hate the most cruel game in the world. The two female fallen soul masters in front of him, whose eyes were filled with desire, were him. During this time, the dogs raised were brainwashed.
This world is very strange. Even for someone like him, who is called King Shura here, the method of killing the opponent is even more bizarre. The shriveled appearance of the opponent after death is even more frightening. The woman who lingered with him for a few days The fallen soul master will soon die on the streets.
Everything he did said that Tang San at this time was an evil soul master who had completely transcended the fallen. But even for Tang San like this, there were still people who were desperate for his life in this hell killing field. Treated as a god.
They were willing to dedicate everything to Tang San, even their lives, just to stay with him for one more moment and enjoy that moment of tenderness and the vanity that power brought.
If someone couldn't stand it and reminded them, they would just say, "Why do you slander my pigeons! Even if my pigeons can kill themselves, it is still our blessing. Do you understand the gold content of pigeons! Yes!" I don’t understand the noble and kind soul of my pigeon!”
"Very good, you can come tonight and bring your own props." Tang San whispered to them.
When the two fallen soul masters heard this, a complicated look of shyness and anticipation flashed in their eyes, but they were quickly overwhelmed by endless desire. They responded in a low voice, and then followed Tang San like well-behaved pets, stepping into the dark world that belonged to him.
As for why he needs to bring props, it's not because he has strong abilities, but on the contrary, he needs props to give these fallen people some stimulation.
In Tang San's private territory, the lights were dim and ambiguous. The two fallen spirit masters had changed into more revealing outfits, holding various strange props in their hands, waiting for Tang San's instructions with blurred eyes.
Tang San sat on a huge black sofa, leaning back slightly, his blood-red eyes shining with a strange light in the dimness,
"Let's get started."
"Yes."
Without him saying anything else, the two female fallen soul masters had already taken action on their own.
Tang San pinched one of them's chin and sneered as he looked at her face, which was twisted with fear and excitement. "What's your name?" he asked calmly.
"My...my name is Xiao Yan." The female fallen soul master replied tremblingly. Her eyes showed both fear of Tang San and anticipation of what was about to happen.
"Xiao Yan?" Tang San chuckled, this name is really familiar! A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Very good, Xiaoyan, I am very satisfied with your performance today. But, this is not enough."
He released Xiao Yan's chin and pointed at the woman next to him who was also trembling. "You, come here."
The woman immediately walked up to Tang San obediently, knelt down at his feet, raised her head and looked at him with pleading eyes. "Lord Shura King, please give me your instructions."
A cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes. He reached out and pinched the woman's cheek, forcing her to open her mouth. "What I want you to do is simple, she's on the ground and you"
His words were low and cold, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting into their souls. However, these two female fallen soul masters did not resist at all. Instead, a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes. For them, being able to serve King Shura, even if they endure the greatest pain and humiliation, is a rare honor.
Under Tang San's instructions, the two female fallen spirit masters began to torture each other, while Tang San sat on the sofa, quietly enjoying this cruel game. His eyes were cold and distant, as if all this had nothing to do with him. However, only he knows that this game is the darkest desire in his heart.
As time passed, the atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood. The two female fallen soul masters were exhausted, their bodies were covered with scars and bloodstains, but their eyes were still full of worship and desire for Tang San.
Finally, when the last painful groan sounded, the two female fallen soul masters collapsed to the ground, dying. Tang San stood up slowly, walked in front of them, and looked down at them with cold eyes.
"You did a good job." He said calmly, and the Eight Spider Spears were inserted into the two people with dull eyes, especially the one named Xiao Yan.
"Remember, this is your glory." Tang San's voice was cold and ruthless. The Eight Spider Spears were slowly withdrawn from their bodies, bringing out strings of blood beads, which dripped to the ground, making a heart-stopping sound.
"King Shura, you promised"
"I'm sorry, I don't like your name very much, so you'd better die!" Tang San's words were like ice, making the already weak Xiao Yan and the other female fallen soul master feel a wave of excitement in their hearts. Stocks of despair. There was a hint of astonishment in their eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they were hearing. "Why? Lord Shura King, we have done so much for you, isn't this enough?" Xiaoyan struggled to say, her voice weak and trembling, her eyes full of unwillingness and despair.
Tang San sneered, his eyes full of indifference and disdain: "You did this for me? Humph, this is just your wishful thinking.
Just because I accept it doesn't mean I agree. You gave it voluntarily. Do you still expect me to give you my so-called sincerity? That's ridiculous!
Not to mention that this so-called sincerity does not exist in this world! ”
The inequality I learned from Yu Ruyan is easy to use.
Xiaoyan laughed miserably at the end and shouted with all her strength, "King Shura! You can't do it! You don't have the capital of a man! Haha——."
Brush——
Two heads rolled down.
Tang San's eyes flashed with anger and extreme murderous intent. The hidden danger underneath was the last thing he wanted to mention in his life. How dare these two bitches do this! You must become a human pig and hang outside the killing field!
He snorted coldly, walked out of the room, returned to the sofa in the hall, raised the Bloody Mary on the coffee table, and drank it in one gulp.
"Ha——"
Tang San let out a breath of intoxication. In this place, most people's bodies were hollowed out by desire. Sometimes the energy and blood power of the people he devoured was no better than a few cups of Bloody Mary made with blood.
He sat down. Even though his eyes were bloodshot and he was a little confused, he still sat down and started working on his work. Placed on his coffee table were strange hidden weapon components.
"The son and the mother pursue the soul and the courage, part of the Buddha's angry Tanglian."
"Haha, my Tang Sect's hidden weapon is invincible in the world. When I reappear in Guanyin Tears, even if I don't become a god, I can kill all the soul masters in this world with just my soul power!"
At this moment, a voice sounded like thunder in his ears.
"What a depravity, Tang San."
Tang San's eyes froze in an instant, and he turned around abruptly, his purple devil eyes being activated to the extreme, but he found no trace of anyone at all. The voice seemed to come from nothingness.
"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Tang San's face was gloomy, and the Eight Spider Spears appeared behind him unconsciously.
However, there was silence all around, except for the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat echoing in his ears.
"You dare to come, but don't dare to show yourself?" Tang San snorted coldly, "A person who hides his head and shows his tail is worthy of being my opponent?"
At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly flickered, and an inexplicable pressure fell from the sky, directly pressing him to the ground, with his face on the ground.
Tang San, who was shaking all over, coughed out a mouthful of blood. Even the Eight Spider Spears were suppressed by the sudden pressure and were unable to move.
"Who is it?" Tang San gritted his teeth and tried hard to raise his head.
"Me? I'm your father!" Lin Feng slowly walked out of the darkness, his eyes full of teasing and coldness. His figure looked extraordinarily slender under the dim light, forming a sharp contrast with Tang San's embarrassment.
Tang San's eyes were cold, could you be Tang Hao? Take advantage of me!
"Put"
Before Tang San could say anything, Lin Feng blocked his ability to speak.
Lin Feng walked up to Tang San on the ground and shook his head slightly, "It seems that you are even more depraved than I thought. It seems that Yu Ruyan's incident was a big blow to you?"
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"Woo!——" Tang San struggled, and the fingers of both hands drew bloody marks on the ground.
Lin Feng watched Tang San struggling coldly, without any sympathy or pity in his eyes. He knelt down and praised, "My heart was broken outside, and yet here I indulge myself, using the lives and blood of others to satisfy my own selfish desires. Tang San, you are really quite capable. Didn't you say that you are pure and pure?" ?
Didn't you say that you like Xiao Wu? When you did that thing with Yu Ruyan, you seemed to have betrayed her. No wonder you are in such a situation here. ”
Every time Lin Feng said something, Tang San's expression turned uglier. His eyes were red and he was panting like an ox. If he could, he wanted to eat the guy in front of him alive.
Who is this guy!
Lin Feng stood up, looked at the Eight Spider Spears behind Tang San and said quietly, "I remember you said something, only by enduring hardship can one become a master."
Tang San's eyes suddenly opened wide, he kept breathing heavily, and his heart beat violently.
"I still remember what you asked. Now let me ask you, Xiao Wu's life depends on your thoughts. Are you willing to die now?"
Tang San's eyes instantly became sharp. He gritted his teeth and tried to break through Lin Feng's seal. However, Lin Feng's power was as heavy as a mountain.
Damn it, there is obviously no fluctuation in soul power, this guy! Is it really Huo Yuhao? !
Lin Feng released the seal on Tang San's mouth.
"Wish you"
"Boom——" Tang San's entire body was buried underground.
"Wrong answer."
Lin Feng shook his head expressionlessly, "As you wish, you have to endure hardships to become a master. The growth that the Eight Spider Spears have brought to you is too easy. I want to take it back."
"Kakaka——"
Heart-wrenching pain shot through his back, and Tang San screamed. The Eight Spider Spears were being peeled off his body by an invisible force. That kind of pain was simply worse than death.
"Ah!——"
No! ! !
Tang San roared in his heart, who is this guy who knows his future? ! !
Without the Eight Spider Spears, I am nothing!
Without the Eight Spider Spears, in this hell field, I will fall from heaven to hell!
(End of chapter)