After Yan Su left, Wang Dong collapsed on the ground. He never thought that he would actually fight against a martial arts master, and the fight ended in a draw.
However, he also knew that he did not have this ability. One of the major contributions to this was the Zhulu Dao. The Zhulu Dao seemed to be naturally restrained by Yan Su, which made Yan Su's majestic Wu Zong unable to exert even 10% of his skills.
However, this also brought him a lot of trouble. He found that the disciples around him were already surrounding him and pointing at the knife in his hand.
No one is stupid. As a ninth-level warrior, no matter how strong you are, you cannot be the opponent of Wu Zong. Although Yan Su is evil, his strength is well known. No one will believe that Wang Dong can really challenge Yan Su. .
"The Zhulu Sword has been exposed, and your situation will become more and more unfavorable if this continues!" The voice of the sword soul sounded at the right time. It is said that ordinary people are not guilty of carrying the jade. Once the true power of the Zhulu Sword is exposed, maybe even Meng Shentong will be able to use it. Heartbeat.
"I can't control that much." He believed that Yan Su would not be stupid enough to follow Meng Shentong's high-density secrets, and would only think about stealing the Zhulu knife. As for these disciples, although they were a little suspicious, they wanted to report it before there was evidence, but they He definitely wouldn't have the guts, and as for Lan Xin, she would never betray herself.
"Why is this evil woman Yan Su always chasing you?" Lan Xin said harshly, obviously very angry. A martial arts master bullies a martial arts disciple all day long, and no one can stand it.
"Uh... Maybe the Yan family all have this hobby!" Wang Dong casually found an excuse to excuse it. He couldn't say that he stole someone else's crape myrtle dragon tail, but then again, this thing wasn't Yan Su's.
On one side, Wang was touching Rencai's hands, but on the other side, Yan Su had a murderous look on her face. She returned to her residence and casually threw Yan Zhenbei to the ground. Her tall chest kept rising and falling, showing the anger in her heart.
She was obviously just a ninth-level martial arts disciple. Normally she could crush him to death with just a raise of her hands, but now she actually made an ant fight her to a draw because of a Horcrux.
"What's the origin of that knife?" Yan Su said in a deep voice.
In front of Yan Su, Yan Zhenbei didn't even dare to express his anger. He quickly told everything he knew with salt and vinegar, and only praised the Zhulu Sword as being unparalleled in the sky and on earth.
Although Yan Su didn't believe it all, he believed part of it, and even became more and more excited as Yan Zhenbei expected. But what Yan Zhenbei didn't know was that Yan Su had already learned the Zhulu Dao in the daytime battle, and was beaten several times. The Zhulu Knife drew De's blood and made him unable to use all his strength. It was not because Yan Su was careless as he imagined.
Yan Su fell into silence, unable to find a complete solution. She would never take action rashly. Losing face is a small thing, but losing her life is not worth it.
Yan Su's gaze seemed to wander, and finally it suddenly settled on the trembling Yan Zhenbei. She smiled charmingly, helped Yan Zhenbei up apologetically, and said: "Get up, my aunt has just become angry, don't worry about it."
Yan Zhenbei was flattered that he had received such treatment. He was panicked for a moment and didn't know how to stand.
But Yan Su was constantly caring, helping him wipe his wounds and healing his wounds.
Yan Su originally wore very few clothes, but with such close contact, bursts of body fragrance, and Yan Su's sometimes charming voice, Yan Zhenbei couldn't help but be obsessed for a while.
But he quickly woke up and secretly warned that this was his aunt. Although he was a beast, he could still distinguish this point clearly.
Seeing this, Yan Su smiled coldly, the charming look on her face became even stronger, and a scent of fox filled the air. The corners of her mouth were raised, the skirt of her clothes was exposed, and she leaned provocatively on Yan Zhenbei. Her red lips opened lightly, and she exhaled like a blue. : "Auntie, is she beautiful?"
When Yan Zhenbei heard these words, his blood swelled, and he went up with a bang like an explosion. His nosebleed almost came out, and he replied stupidly: "Beautiful!"
"How beautiful is it?" Yan Su's voice was melodious and touching.
"Auntie is the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"Giggle..." A burst of laughter came, "Little thing, you are so bad. Since your aunt is a woman, what are you waiting for?"
Yan Su's eyes turned into the pupils of a fox demon, and she looked so charming that it seemed like anyone would fall.
Yan Zhenbei also met these eyes, his reason was gradually swallowed up, and all ethics and morals were forgotten.
His eyes were red, and his whole body was on fire; while Yan Su was laughing so hard that it seemed that no man could bear such laughter.
Finally, a dirty and dirty thing happened under the moonlight. Just when Yan Zhenbei was extremely excited, he suddenly stopped, making a gurgling sound in his throat, and his pupils kept dilating.
Yan Su was seen naked, sitting up slowly. The nails on the five fingers of her left hand were more than ten centimeters long, and they were all embedded in the back of Yan Zhenbei's head. Yan Zhenbei still maintained his last excited expression until his death.
"Wang Dong, I have obtained the soul of Yang who died impromptuly. Take me to practice the spirit soul to leave the body. Even if you have the eighteen magic swords, you can't do anything to me." The charming look on Yan Su's face had long since disappeared, and she was a little disgusted. He raised Yan Zhenbei and then made a pious and crazy gesture.
"My great Soul Demon King, your slaves sacrifice their impromptu souls to you..."
The ancient singing continued for a long time in this narrow hut, Yan Su's face kept changing, and even his body became in and out of sight.
If Meng Shentong or the four elders were here, they would definitely be furious, or scared to death. This is the absolutely forbidden technique of the Beast Control Villa. The first-generation owner of the Villa, Meng Tianyan, personally ordered the evil poison magic technique that future generations cannot use.
This is an evil technique that involves sacrificing the soul to gain strength. Once completed, one can become a soul demon who cannot be harmed and can attack others.
However, the price is also heavy. Not to mention the prerequisite for the soul sacrifice of impromptu death, it is difficult to accept that after completing the cultivation, the soul demon becomes inhuman and ghost.
Such a technique is not only abnormal, but the mind of the person who has mastered it is extremely distorted. If Meng Tianyan didn't think it was powerful, he thought it was a pity and kept it if it could be improved. Otherwise, it should have been destroyed long ago. I didn't expect this vicious technique. Time fell into Yan Su's hands, and Yan Zhenbei became the first victim.
No one thought that a catastrophe was quietly brewing here. Now the entire Royal Beast Villa is filled with peace.
Most of the people who entered the Beast Control Villa were satisfied with their fortunes. What was surprising was that several popular candidates actually returned empty-handed this time.
First, Meng Conghu was seriously injured and was rescued. He is still in a coma. Yan Zhenbei was even more disgraced and was poisoned. If his aunt hadn't taken action when he came out, he would have been poisoned and died. Finally, there was Wang Dong. He It was suspicious to go in an hour early and come back empty-handed.
In the end, Lan Xin helped him out, saying that the Ice Sky Kite egg she got was from Wang Dong.
Only then did everyone understand, especially the girls, who couldn't help but feel sour when looking at Lan. How they wanted someone to give them a frozen sky kite egg!
Looking at the envious eyes of the people around her, Lan Xin smiled happily and held Wang Dong's hand tighter.
Everything was so beautiful, but Wang Dong felt a sudden uneasiness in his heart for no reason, feeling that something was about to happen.
"I have a bad premonition!" Wang Dong told Daohun about this feeling.
The sword spirit calmed down for a while and said: "You are already a ninth-level martial arts disciple, and you are born with a heaven-level martial spirit, so you should not have any illusions."
Wang Dong felt nervous, this meant that something was really about to happen, and it was something extremely bad for him. This feeling had never happened before, and he felt that it was very likely to endanger his life.
"What's wrong?" Lan Xin noticed something strange about him and asked with concern.
"Oh, it's okay!" Wang Dong recovered from his trance and smiled. There are some things that he can only face alone. There are too many secrets in him that cannot be exposed to the light.
Not far away, a ghost-like shadow stood under a tree, staring at Wang Dong with resentful eyes. The disciples around her came and went, but no one noticed her.
"Wang Dong, just wait. Tonight is the day you die. I will chase Ziwei Tianlong Tail back. That magic knife is also mine!" This person was Yan Su. He couldn't imagine what the reason was that made her die overnight. In a short time, she changed from the appearance of a young girl to such a state where her soul was drifting away.
It has to be said that Yan Su is indeed ruthless. She is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to herself. Her appearance has changed drastically several times, and her cultivation has also experienced great ups and downs. Now she may even have a fight with Meng Shentong, so at this time She was determined to win.
She was very patient and waited until the sun set and everyone dispersed. Wang Dong sent Lan Xin back to the room before slowly following her.
Wang Dong looked clueless on the surface, but in fact his palms were sweaty. He had already summoned the Zhulu Knife and hid it in his chest. The Zhulu Knife had been trembling from the moment he sent Lan Xin away.
He knew that the crisis he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
"Coming!" He told the sword soul in his heart, and summoned Wuying at the same time. Once irresistible factors appeared, he planned to hide in the sword domain space as soon as possible, and Wuying would take him to escape.
He is very cautious and does not show any abnormalities on the surface. In fact, he is paying close attention to his surroundings all the time.
"Hey, have you discovered it?" Wang Dong's somewhat stiff expression finally fell into Yan Su's eyes, but she had a joking look on her face, "Now that I have discovered it, I will not take action and torture you to death like this!"
A cold and resentful voice sounded, and Yan Su changed his original plan and followed Wang Dongli unhurriedly with a cat-and-mouse expression.
Wang Dong was hairy all over. He could feel someone following behind him, and Zhulu Dao could feel the direction, but he just couldn't really determine the location of the person coming. This made him feel like he had to deal with Wuying. It's a pity that he is like this I took out the beast control beads for the first time but there was no reaction.
Naturally, there will be no reaction. Although Yan Su has cultivated a beast soul, he is still a human being, and the beast-control beads will have no effect.
In this way, one person walked and the other chased him. During this period, Wang Dong deliberately walked solemnly towards Yushou Mountain several times. However, the person behind him would stop every time. He seemed to be very familiar with this place and understood that he could not go to these places at all.
"Isn't it Yan Su, a thief?" Wang Dong thought of someone, but he quickly rejected it. Yan Su did not have such ability.
In the end, he was really cornered and deliberately walked to an open area, then fiercely pulled out his deer knife and slashed at the place he felt.
"Escape!" Daohun said immediately. After all, its perception ability is still stronger than Wang Dong.
Wang Dong's face was gloomy. He had always been the only one who played tricks on others, but today he was actually being fooled around.
He set off again, and this time he came straight to a field of wild grass. There were dry weeds all over the field. Yan Su naturally followed him. She looked at Wang Dong with some confusion. Did he want to force her to show up? You must know that with her current state, even if she steps on the grass, she can keep the grass still.
But she was wrong. Wang Dong did not expect to determine her position based on the movement of the grass.
Wang Dong smiled coldly, then took out a large fire stone, lit the grass under his feet with a "pop", and then lit another circle around him.
It was the autumnal equinox, when autumn turned to winter, and the weather was extremely dry. The prairie fire wind helped the fire rise, and the fire took advantage of the wind and ignited the entire rice field almost instantly.
"Damn it!" Yan Su's expression changed drastically on the spot. The fire was burning too fast, and her figure would inevitably appear if she tried to escape. She gritted her teeth and jumped directly into the pure land that Wang Dong had burned for herself.
"Buzzing..." In an instant, the Zhulu Sword screamed, and the entire blade was flushing red. At this moment, Wang Dong finally took action, and the crimson sword air densely covered it. The area without flames was so big. He didn't believe that this person was still alive. Can dodge his indiscriminate attack.
Yan Su trembled when she saw the Zhulu Knife at first, but then her expression became natural again. She almost forgot that this magic knife could no longer harm her.
(End of chapter)