Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

"It seems that he came for me." Tang Ling chuckled. After all, he hit someone in the face. He was here to settle a score.

"Fat man, you go and set fire, from the main hall." Tang San pointed in a direction.

The fat man looked at the approaching soul masters of Wuhun Palace and whispered, "Then these people..."

"We'll handle it," Tang Ling said.

Ma Hongjun didn't say anything. He glanced at the soul masters with a little pity, turned around and disappeared quietly into the darkness.

Tang Ling and Tang San looked at each other, then separated to the left and right.

Just as Miles was about to say something, his voice stopped suddenly, and the angry expression on his face solidified. Not only him, but all the soul masters present suddenly felt a tremor coming from their souls. At this moment, they Suddenly, I found that I seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world, isolated by the strong cold, and the slightest shaking from the most vulnerable place deep in my heart made everyone's eyes show a trace of surprise.

"Ah——" A scream came from the back of the team. Everyone turned back quickly like extremely frightened rabbits. A weak soul master had slowly fallen to the ground, with a look in his eyes. Full of extreme panic, he covered his throat with both hands, and bright red blood kept coming out of his fingers like small snakes. He could clearly see a handle as thin as a cicada's wing, about seven inches long. The lancet penetrated right through his Adam's apple.

With the first, there was the second. Wherever the Shura Sword swept, those people covered their necks in fear, and blood spurted out, but there was not a drop of blood on the Shura Sword.

The air seemed to become quieter and colder, and Miles shouted with an inward look, "Who is it? Get out, everyone, release your martial arts, and be careful."

After his reminder, these soul masters who had never been to a real battlefield woke up and almost panicked and quickly released their martial souls. For a moment, a gorgeous colorful light shined, and the appearance of soul rings seemed to exorcise The fear in the hearts of these soul masters gathered together, and it seemed that even the unforgettable chill on their bodies had gradually faded away.

But at this moment, someone shouted, "There are both sides!"

It was a dark and windy night, so it was difficult to see their faces. I could only tell that they were two men from their physical appearance.

Without Miles's greeting, almost everyone began to release their soul skills, and they released them in the direction of the black shadow like overwhelming force. Of course, what these soul masters released were not their strongest soul skills, because They also have to consider saving their own lives. Human nature is selfish, especially those of them who are pampered soul masters. No one wants to be the next person to die.

However, just as their attacks broke out, the two black shadows quietly disappeared without any warning. From him, attacks from many soul masters from the Gengxin City Spirit Main Hall came in a violent burst. It erupted in a roar, and some weak soul masters did not even notice that the black shadow disappeared, and were still complacent that the target was hit.

Tang Ling held the sword and swung it hard in his hand, black and red light passed by, and several more lives were lost.

The Shura Sword was back in his hand, and he walked over step by step. The soul masters stepped back involuntarily.

The blood-red Bianhua flower appeared quietly behind everyone. The Bianhua flower seemed to have a big mouth. As the flower twisted its body, it entangled people. Countless thorns pierced into the body, and scarlet blood flowed from those bodies like a river. Weight loss.

It only took two seconds for Tang San's Blue Silver Stab Formation to be combined with the God of Death Domain to kill seven people.

Tang Ling's figure suddenly flickered, and then Miles felt a chill in his throat as the Shura Sword was placed on his neck. "You...you are...who are you...?" Miles' voice and body were shaking violently. He could feel the murderous intent of this man, as if he was crawling out of hell.

Tang Ling lowered his head slightly and came close to his ear, "The murderer, Shura Hall, Tang Ling."

Miles had no time to be surprised, he just widened his eyes and fell to the ground silently.

Noisy footsteps sounded from a distance. Although the movement here was not big, the dazzling brilliance could easily attract the attention of Gengxin City officials. Trampling on the bloody ground, Tang Ling and Tang San gradually disappeared into the darkness. .

Early the next morning, an explosive news spread throughout the streets and alleys of Gengxin City. The main martial arts hall in Gengxin City was reduced to ashes by fire last night. A total of thirty-four spirit masters, including the master of the hall, Bishop Miles, all died on the streets of Gengxin City. Their deaths were in strange ways, and the street was dyed red.

What kind of place is the Wuhun Palace! That is a powerful force that even the two major empires are taboo on today. In a city like Gengxin City, the Wuhun Main Hall with more than thirty soul masters is extremely powerful, and the officials do not dare to offend them easily. , even the main hall of martial souls was completely destroyed overnight. This kind of thing has never happened before in Gengxin City, even in the entire Douluo Continent.

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire Gengxin City became extremely solemn. Shocked, the officials began a strict and thorough investigation, sealing the city gates, prohibiting entry and exit, and searching for the murderer from house to house.

Of course, everyone knows that this is just a formality. How can someone who can kill more than thirty spirit masters of Wuhun Palace be caught so easily? The only useful thing the official can do is to report to the police immediately. Wuhun Palace reported these situations and waited for their processing.

Among the people in Gengxin City, most of the civilians were applauding. With a character like Miles, there are countless civilians who are usually oppressed by the Wuhun Main Palace. The Wuhun Main Palace in Gengxin City was destroyed, and those who were applauding were Almost all over the city.

And no one noticed that in the early morning, the closed city gate quietly opened, and the two carriages quietly left. With his high status, who could stop him from leaving the city? And just last night, the Blacksmiths Association officially announced that Silong would succeed the president of the association.

Tang Ling leaned on the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, feeling very uncomfortable.

Ma Hongjun said with some complaints, "Third brother, I got so much property back from Wuhun Palace yesterday, why did you ask me to give it all to the Blacksmith Association? That's a lot of wealth!"

After the Wuhun main hall was burned down, Ma Hongjun naturally would not return empty-handed. The amount of various property he brought back was shocking.

Tang San smiled calmly, "Those are the people's treasure of Gengxin City. That kind of money is very hot to handle. It would be better to give it to the Blacksmith Association and let them gradually return it to the people."

After listening to Tang San's words, Ma Hongjun scratched his head, "It's true, I won't feel comfortable spending that money."

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(End of this chapter)