Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 431 Soul Slayer Tang Qiong
In Qitian Continent, warriors practicing soul-controlling martial arts are rarer than monsters of level seven or eight, and their mystery is almost equal to that of space warriors.

It is said that real soul-controlling martial arts have never been spread on the bright side. Even if someone participates in the study, it is just a messy side branch or just stays at the level of nurturing the soul. They will all disappear before they grow up.

Real soul control skills and pure soul control martial artists are like some kind of taboo!

According to the rumors, the attack methods of soul-controlling warriors are weird and unpredictable. Their existence is called the natural enemy of body-training warriors or ordinary monsters!

Pure body training fighters tend to ignore the soul and pursue the ultimate in physical fitness. Monsters also pursue the strength of the body. Their fighting power is fierce, reaching the level of Martial King or Martial King, but their souls are at least a few levels weaker.This kind of metaphor is a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to show people's fear of soul-controlling warriors.

Zhaoyi has lived in the frontier for a long time, and she only knows superficially about these secrets, which is very incomplete, but it can also be seen that the soul-controlling martial arts used by this Sirius is definitely not an ordinary side branch!

Is he a real soul control warrior?How would it appear here!

Real soul-controlling warriors are scary enough when they reach the respect level, even Zhaoyi and the others have to avoid them, let alone a semi-saint? !

Dugu Xin also had a premonition of the crisis, and stayed where he was, not daring to move, trying his best to resist the invisible soul invasion.

The Sirius was indifferent, his blue pupils rippled strangely, and there seemed to be countless invisible chains criss-crossing the dim space, extending to the minds of Zhaoyi Tang Yan and everyone else.

This kind of attack is silent, avoiding the physical and spiritual armor, and directly reaching the soul of the target.

Tang Yan showed pain on his face, his eyes were dull, his soul was invisiblely controlled, gradually weakening his control over himself, his spiritual power returned to calm, the green flames on the ancient sword began to dissipate, and he had lost the ability to attack.

Facing the heavy care of the half-saint warrior, he has almost no ability to fight back.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving alive." Zhou Lingwang took a few steps forward, away from the range threatened by the ancient saber, his spiritual power turned into ice and filled his head, wiping out the green flames of the ghost little by little.

Thousands of guards stepped forward, and all the sharp edges of the flaming golden crossbow locked onto Tang Yan's head!
Juhu and other demon masters were all restrained by their souls, and almost lost control of their bodies. At this moment, there were many crises, and it was impossible to come to rescue Tang Yan.

"Let go!!" Under Zhou Lingwang's signal, the deputy commander of the guard gave an order, and thousands of fire crossbows made a critical strike.Tang Yan's soul was wounded, and his self-defense consciousness and ability were reduced to the minimum. The thousands of specially-made military fire crossbows were all used, which was enough to blow Tang Yan's head open.

"Wait! King Zhou Ling, do me a favor, I want this man!" Walking out of the main camp, a young man in white robe walked out. The overall image is greatly reduced by smearing ruthlessness.

Behind the boy, followed a strong man like steel, with scars all over his face, and a strong body, showing bravery and determination from the inside out, but his eyes were slightly hollow, with an evil red glow.

"Seventh Young Master." The Sirius envoy in the distant sky bowed slightly, and saluted the white-robed young master, showing a little respect with a cold expression.

"Stop!" King Zhou Ling raised his hand to stop the guards, and the arrogance in his expression eased a little: "The seventh young master knows this person? Is it origin or hatred?"

"It's not an origin, and I don't have too much hatred. I just want to use him to make my artwork perfect." The young man put his sleeves on and looked at Tang Yan, who was more than ten meters away, expressionlessly. The color is not concealed: "Go and understand, and cut off your last knot."

The tall and strong scarred man stepped forward with a pitch-black saber in his hand, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with a strong murderous aura, a kind of fearless and iron-blooded strength. Following the order of the young man, his scarlet eyes locked on Tang Yan, as if There is only this target left in the whole world, and all actions are to kill the target.

"Tang Qiong, long time no see." The strong man passed by, and King Zhou Ling's haughty expression fluctuated a little. The whisper seemed to be a greeting, but it contained some inexplicable complexity.

The strong man ignored, or didn't perceive the existence of King Zhou Ling at all. He came to Tang Yan and stood upright. The guards retreated one after another.

"Cut!" Pei Quan gave the order indifferently.

The blood in Tang Qiong's eyes increased, staring at Tang Yan's slightly dull face, the fire knife slashed down on Tang Yan, facing this familiar face that he had carefully guarded, he no longer hesitated.

But at this moment, Pei Quan suddenly squeezed a few handprints, and the blood in Tang Qiong's eyes suddenly dissipated, returning to a little clarity.

"This is... Tang Yan?" A clear thought flashed across the chaotic mind for too long. At the very moment, Tang Qiong's face changed slightly, and the fire knife wiped Tang Yan's forehead and slashed towards him. There was a loud bang, and the earth Trembling lightly, gravel splashed, and the knife glow actually jumped out of a long hole half a meter deep on the ground.

The blazing flame burned a few strands of black hair on Tang Yan's forehead, but luckily it didn't hurt him.

Before Tang Qiong's consciousness continued to recover, Pei Quan's handprint changed again, and the blood light gathered in Tang Qiong's eyes again, and his consciousness continued to fall into endless chaos.

"Cut!!" Pei Quan continued to order with a blank expression on his face.

Tang Qiong raised the saber again, followed the order to slash again, but the same situation reappeared. Pei Quan's handprint slightly weakened the control over Tang Qiong's soul, allowing his sight to recover clearly. This time, the fire knife was still dangerous. He passed Tang Yan dangerously.

Anger emerged from Tang Qiong's long-silent emotions, but was soon suppressed by the re-binding of his soul.

"Come again!" Pei Quan ordered one after another, but kept loosening Tang Qiong's soul control, and continued to tighten it in a blink of an eye, as if he was playing with Tang Qiong and Tang Yan again and again.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other, wondering what this mysterious young master wanted to do.

Until... when Pei Quan issued the beheading order again, the steel knife Tang Qiong held high suddenly stopped suddenly, and he stopped in the air forcibly, a little light appeared in the thick blood-colored eyes, and his majestic body trembled slightly , there was a weak struggle on the resolute face, his lips moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a word: "Escape."

But Tang Yan stood there blankly with a blank expression, his soul controlled by invisible shackles.

"Sure enough, you have hidden part of your soul in the deepest part!" Pei Quan's mouth curled up in a strange arc, snorted coldly, and the imprint was fierce, and he forcibly controlled Tang Qiong to kill Tang Yan.

What he wanted was this kind of effect, to make Tang Qiong's tenacious perseverance return again and again in the unblocking and heavy difficulties again and again, which was the last hidden danger in Tang Qiong, a puppet.

Pei Quan wants Tang Qiong to struggle and fight back against the soul bondage by himself, and he will strengthen the soul bondage so that it cannot completely stop the order.

Pei Quan wants to use this delicate balance to entangle and strengthen control, so that Tang Qiong's spirit is in a state of clarity and confusion.It also stimulated Tang Qiong's feelings of remorse, stimulated the intensification of the chaotic state, and completely returned the consciousness to chaos. Then he took the opportunity to attack with all his strength, forcing him to kill Tang Qiong with his own hands, and then completely controlled Tang Qiong!

He had waited for this day for a long time. He thought that he would never have another chance, but he didn't expect it to come suddenly!
Blue veins appeared on Tang Qiong's forehead, his muscles were tense, and his spiritual power surged like a wild beast. His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blood red, constantly changing, and the flames of the fire knife were surging, moving towards Tang Yan's head little by little. Chop the head down.

His consciousness was chaotic, and the remaining rationality was struggling against the bondage of the soul. However, as Pei Quan's seal method intensified, his remaining rationality weakened little by little, and the frequency of the sharp light in his eyes gradually decreased.

Zhaoyi frowned, trying her best to find a way to break the situation.But the half-saint had already turned his attention to them, warning them not to move.

In the end... the moment Tang Qiong tenaciously withdrew the fire knife, her eyes turned red, her throat rolled and roared, and the fire knife slammed down on Tang Yan's head.

At this moment, a sharp roar came out from the depths of consciousness: "Don't!"

But the soul was tightly controlled, completely losing the ability to resist.

The knife style is fierce, chopping down with force!

However, the most unbelievable thing happened suddenly, Tang Yan's eyes returned to clarity at this moment, his pupils narrowed slightly, and suddenly he dodged and burst back.In the next second, the golden thunder and lightning appeared, extending all the way to Pei Quan.

The accident happened so suddenly that even the Sirius envoy in Yuankong was a little distracted. He had already controlled Tang Yan's soul. He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and it was impossible to regain consciousness by himself.

"Soul Slaying!!" Tang Yan brushed past him, and the ancient sword swung powerful spatial ripples, sweeping across Pei Quan's body.

hum!Trembling violently all over, Pei Quan froze in place as if struck by lightning. Even with his profound soul cultivation, he couldn't withstand this battle of souls specially aimed at soul warriors!Not far away, Tang Qiong groaned and fell to his knees on the ground, falling into a coma.

The seven thunderbolts were still spreading, Tang Yan disappeared in a flash, put Tang Qiong into the golden lock, and fled towards the sky at high speed, at the same time burst out a sharp roar: "Withdraw!!!"

(End of this chapter)