Douluo blood duke

Chapter 14 The Little Girl and the Nether Sect (two in one, ask for tickets)
Zhang Heng and Mia dodged the blood on the ground and walked forward slowly along the main road leading to the inside of the village.

He knew that there might still be unknown dangers hidden in it, but when he saw the corpse on the ground, he strengthened his determination to enter and explore it.

Because the incisions on the body parts scattered on the ground are exactly the same as those in the massacre in his home three years ago, smooth and flat, just like a piece of tofu being cut by a sharp blade , Because it was too special, so he had a deep memory. He dared to conclude that the bastard who caused this tragic scene was not the murderer three years ago, and he was also necessarily related to the murderer.

In the past three years, besides avoiding him, Zhang Heng has never given up investigating the trace of the murderer. Unfortunately, there has been no news, but now, there is a high possibility that there is news of the murderer in front of him, so how can he turn his head and escape.

Zhang Heng and Mia slowly disappeared into the strict eyes, and they walked into the village.

After walking a few hundred steps and bypassing a few acres of fields and two or three houses, the two of them came to a flat open space, but the things on the open space caused their expressions to change drastically at the same time.

In the center of the open space, there is a large pit with a diameter of two or three meters, and beside the pit, there are a pile of corpses. The small knife marks, there are still faint fluctuations of soul power left on those knife marks.

Moreover, it seemed that it was the effect of the fluctuation of the soul power that caused the blood to seep from the corpses and gather in the big pit in the center.

Zhang Heng's face was ugly, and his disgust for blood deepened a bit.

"Master, this blood pool seems to have just been dug. The blood in the pool hasn't changed color yet, and it was just placed there not long ago, so the enemy may be nearby. Master, let's evacuate quickly,"

Mia looked around vigilantly, her voice was a little urgent, and now she regretted why she didn't stop Zhang Heng just now.

But after talking for a long time, she saw that Zhang Heng didn't respond at all. Mia frowned and glanced at Zhang Heng, and saw that Zhang Heng was squinting and concentrating, as if he was doing something extremely important.

"Master."

Mia couldn't wait any longer, she became more and more anxious, and shouted at Zhang Heng. She was about to go forward and hug him desperately, but Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zhang Heng made a silent gesture, and said in a low voice, "Sister Mia, listen."

"listen."

Mia was stunned, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and her ears were tied up.

The sound of wind and blood flow came from all around. She didn't know what Zhang Heng asked her to hear, but just when she was about to ask, a cry for help entered her ears. Although it was very subtle, she could still hear it clearly.

"Help me."

This time it was no longer weak, and the voice was very clear, not far away.

She and Zhang Heng looked up at a path extending down from the mountain at the same time. Not long after, a girl in a black robe with only a frightened expression and a small face stained with dust and tears appeared from the corner of the path.

She ran fast, while looking back behind her, as if some prehistoric beast was chasing her.

"Stop, don't run away."

Mia said anxiously, when she was about to attack the little girl, she didn't believe that the person who appeared in this kind of hell on earth was a good person, but Zhang Heng stopped her because he saw the unforgettable look in the girl's eyes. The fear and fear, such an expression, also appeared in his eyes.

Mia's voice caught the girl's attention. She turned her head and looked at the two people standing not far from the blood pool. The fire of hope shone in her black pupils. She gritted her teeth and turned to Zhang Heng and the others. He ran over and roared, "Help me!!!"

Zhang Heng's heart felt as if he had received an electric shock, and the desperate roar resonated with him. He quickly stepped forward to catch the girl. Fortunately, since the awakening of his martial soul, part of the blood he absorbed was used to strengthen his body, making him His body now has the strength comparable to that of an ordinary adult man, so that he can catch the girl steadily, so that he will not be carried away by her.

"you"

Zhang Heng looked at the little girl in his arms who was completely powerless, limp and tearing. Just as he was about to ask a question, Mia's urgent voice came from his ear.

"Master, come back quickly."

Zhang Heng looked up at Mia, seeing that she was still staring at the path where the little girl came out, he turned around and looked.

I saw a figure shrouded in a black robe, standing at the corner watching them, motionless.

Zhang Heng's hair stood on end, two emotions mixed in his mind at this moment stimulated his nerves, one was anger that the person in front of him might be the murderer of the past, and the other was the fear that the person in front of him might be the Title Douluo.

In an instant, it was as if the pause button had been pressed on this side of the world, and the three figures stood silently at the same time, except for the whimpering and panting of the little girl, even the sound of the wind disappeared, and the surrounding was terribly silent.

"Who are you."

After nearly 5 minutes of confrontation, a hoarse thirst sounded like he hadn't drank water for two days, his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, and the person who spoke was the man in black.

Zhang Heng and Mia's eyes lit up at the same time when they heard him speak.

The other party is communicating and still probing, which means that the other party's strength is not enough to see through their cultivation base, or not enough to see through Mia's cultivation base, which also shows that the other party is not the one Zhang Heng imagined. The enemy of the titled Douluo.

But this only means that the other party is not a Titled Douluo. If he is Contra or Soul Sage or Soul Emperor, Mia and Zhang Heng are not easy to deal with, so they did not act rashly.

But they didn't move, but the man in black moved. He took a step forward.

Mia narrowed her eyes slightly, and also took a step forward. If she retreated at this time, she would lose in momentum, which would definitely be detrimental to the battle, not to mention that Zhang Heng was still in front.

Seeing Mia move, the man in black paused, but suddenly his figure flashed and rushed towards Zhang Heng.

Mia was taken aback, she didn't expect the other party to act so anxiously, she didn't look like a master.

Looking at the black-robed man rushing towards him, Zhang Heng didn't move. It wasn't that he was frightened and stayed where he was, but he felt that the black-robed man didn't seem to be coming for him. His goal was the man in his arms. girl, but it doesn't matter who his target is, because when he starts, he is already at a disadvantage.

When the man in black rushed to reach Zhang Heng five meters away, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, revealing a skinny arm, and grabbed the little girl in Zhang Heng's arms. The little girl watched the arm getting closer and closer in fear. Her eyes were full of despair, but suddenly, she heard a voice as warm as a breeze, coming from the mouth of the owner of the seemingly weak but firm chest she was leaning on.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

The little girl looked up at Zhang Heng's handsome face with a warm smile, as if she saw the golden light piercing the dark clouds.

The next moment, just as the man in black was about to touch the little girl's back, a sound of breaking through the air blew past Zhang Heng's ear.

Just now, when the man in the black robe moved, Mia also moved, but she didn't rush to Zhang Heng's side. Just now, Zhang Heng rushed too far in order to catch the girl, and she couldn't catch up, but she She didn't panic either, and summoned her blue-eyed Golden Ring Leopard spirit. The first spirit ring flickered, and a hunter's javelin appeared in her hand, and she threw it against Zhang Heng's ear.

Directly facing the center of the palm outstretched by the man in black.

"what!"

The man in black let out a scream, his entire arm was pierced by the javelin, and he flew a few meters away with his body.

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up when he saw the black-robed man lying on the ground, and a blood bead was quietly ejected by him and sank into the black-robed man's body.

Behind him, Mia turned into a cheetah walking on all fours, leaped tens of meters in an instant, leaped into the air, and launched a pounce.

The man in black stood up with difficulty while covering his arms, but a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, a powerful and extremely fast thigh kicked towards his head with the white waves swept by the wind, and kicked his whole body away , and his landing point was the center of the blood pool.

"Master, are you alright?"

Mia turned back into a human form, and turned to look at Zhang Heng who was still standing there motionless, but Zhang Heng said urgently: Sister Mia, be careful, there is something wrong with this guy. "

"Not right?"

It's not that Mia is bragging, her kick just now would have broken a few bones even if it was a strong attack system soul master of the same level.

However, her absolute trust in Zhang Heng made her temporarily suppress the pride in her heart, picked up the hunter's javelin again, and stared vigilantly at the calm, unwavering blood pool.

"Wahhaha, how dare you... how dare you attack me. Next, I will suck your blood dry and turn you into nourishment for my blood knife!!!"

Suddenly, under Mia's gaze, the calm blood pool instantly boiled and bubbled like boiling water, a puff of white smoke emerged from it, and the blood level dropped rapidly, as if being swallowed.

Mia glanced strangely at Zhang Heng who looked behind him with a look of astonishment, and then turned her head to stare at the figure who came out of the pool of thirsty blood.

The black robe on the figure was stained with bright red blood, and it looked a bit darker. He took off the hood on his head, but Zhang Heng felt that if he didn't take it off, he might be able to live longer, because he was too ashamed. to the world.

Thin and dry skin clings to the bones, a few brown hairs fluttering on the top of the bald head, which may break off at any time, a pair of eyes staring beyond the eye sockets, but the pupils are the size of rice grains, chapped lips, half of the nose broken , as if it had been cut open by something and pus remained, the whole thing was like a bone covered in skin, it was disgusting.

Mia suppressed the desire to vomit, and stared at the man in black with her eyes fixed on him. The man in black who came out of the blood pool not only made her feel a little bit of pressure, but what surprised her most was that the man in black was injured. His left hand was completely healed.

I saw the man in black wave his left hand, a thin stream of blood flowed out from his black robe, and remained in the air from the tips of his dead branches like fingers as if being controlled, and gradually gathered into a curved dagger .

"hey-hey."

He held the dagger, and three soul rings appeared beside him, only to hear him say with a sinister smile: "What, I'm afraid, I tell you, it's useless, my blood blade will cut your skin and tear your body The blood flowing inside will swallow it up and make you all like me, hehe, when the time comes."

"enough."

Mia interrupted him harshly, she couldn't bear it anymore, and if she looked at that guy for even a second, she felt that she might have nightmares at night.

When she raised the javelin in her hand and was about to throw it, Zhang Heng walked behind her at some point and grabbed the sleeve of her arm.

"Sister Mia, let me come."

Zhang Heng said softly, and then handed the girl in his arms to Mia.

Mia hesitated for a moment, said nothing, and stepped aside after picking up the girl.

"What do you mean woman, you want that kid to come up first to die!"

Heipao, who seemed to feel that he was underestimated, said to Mia angrily.

"Oh, brat."

With a slight smile on his face, Zhang Heng approached the man in black step by step.

"Hmph, kid, since you want to seek death, then I will fulfill you, go ahead, the first soul skill, Blood Blade Flying Knife."

The man in black snorted coldly, swung his shoulders, stepped back with his right foot, and threw out the blade made of blood in his hand in an ordinary posture.

He looked at Zhang Heng, who had no defense at all, and sneered again and again, only to hear him utter such a long paragraph quickly in just one second.

"Little ghost, if I'm not mistaken, you have a strong defensive martial spirit or soul skills, but it's useless. As long as my blood blade flying knife touches you, the poison I put on and off the flying knife will be my first The second soul skill, the corrosive poisonous blood will stain your martial soul or your skin, as long as it touches a drop, you will turn into blood, and the gods can't save it."

"So, die, arrogant and poor brat, hahahaha, karma!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his finger and moved a little forward. The flying blood knife suddenly stopped one centimeter in front of his fingertip. He turned his head and said with a disdainful smile, "What did you just say?"

The black-robed man opened his mouth wide and said tremblingly, "How...how is it possible, what did you do, let me move you!! Bastard, go a little further forward."

Seeing the black-robed man driving his soul power with all his strength in extreme shock and anger, he was sweating profusely in the back and wanted to push the blood knife forward a bit, but it was useless. He controlled the blood blade with martial soul and soul power, but Zhang Heng is indeed directly controlling the blood itself. It is true that the blood that makes up the blood blade flows out of the blood beads in the black-robed man.

It was Zhang Heng who deliberately controlled it to flow out to allow the black-robed man to form a martial soul, so Zhang Heng was able to control it, and the black-robed man, he would never understand why his martial soul was controlled by others.

Zhang Heng turned his palms over, drew circles in the air with his fingers, and then pointed at the man in black.

The man in black was desperately pouring soul power into his martial soul, trying to drive him, but he didn't expect that a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a blood blade rested firmly between his eyebrows, and he could smell the blood blade forming. The smell of blood, and the sharp blade.

Zhang Heng walked up to him slowly, looked at the man in black who didn't dare to move, and his body was frozen stiffly, and said with a smirk: "As you said just now, as long as there is a little bit of it, the gods can't save it, right! "

"No no, just kidding."

An ugly smile appeared on the ugly face of the black-robed man, and he stammered.

Looking at his fearful eyes, Zhang Heng asked suspiciously, "Oh, is that so, why don't you give it a try."

"No, no, good man, spare your life, I was wrong, spare my life, don't, don't, don't."

When Zhang Heng's finger poked his abdomen, the black-robed man let out an unpleasant scream, begging frantically for mercy, Zhang Heng heard the sound, and poked it a few more times mischievously, making the black-robed man scream twice more.

After playing around for a while, Zhang Heng lost interest. He withdrew his fingers and said in a cold voice, "From now on, I will ask you to answer. If you hesitate at all, this blood blade will enter your body." , let you feel the so-called taste of turning into blood, nod when you understand."

"I understand, I can't nod, I can't nod."

The black-robed man cried and said hastily, if he wants to nod, the blood blade that stops between his eyebrows will pierce into his skin.

"Hmph, the first question, you did it here."

"Yes, no no."

The man in the black robe replied hesitantly and repeatedly.

This made Zhang Heng laugh.

"You are here, playing with me, right? It seems that you like to play."

"It's not like that, let me explain."

The black-robed man panicked and hurriedly explained: "I made this pool of blood, and I piled up the corpses, but I didn't kill the people."

"You didn't kill people? Who killed them?"

"This this."

"Hesitating, right?"

Zhang Heng moved his fingers slightly, and he heard the man in black speak quickly.

"It's our leader, it's our leader who killed these people in order to allow the saint to practice. I just want to not waste their blood so I pile them up here and build a blood pool so that I can practice. It's really none of my business. ,Let me go please."

"The leader? The saint? What sect are you, where is the address of the sect, what is the name of the leader, what is the appearance, what is the cultivation level, and what is the martial soul? Say, if there is any hesitation, this blood blade will appear In your head." Zhang Heng asked urgently, he felt that maybe the leader was the person he had been looking for.

The man in black didn't dare to hesitate, and said directly: "Our sect is called Nether Sect. Because the members of the sect are basically holy soul masters, it is not understood by ordinary people. Therefore, there is no fixed address. I really don't know the name of our leader. I only heard the elder call his title, named Nether Douluo. Like ordinary congregants, he wears black robes all day long. His cultivation should be Titled Douluo. Wuhun is a huge black sickle, which is easy to recognize. The sickle martial spirit that is not directly connected to the handle, but connected through a skull with blue eyes, is our leader."

"Ghost Douluo, black robe, black sickle."

After Zhang Heng wrote it down secretly, he asked anxiously: "Then where is your leader now? Where is the saint?"

"Our leader is here. I don't know! I'm just an ordinary believer. How can I control him? He brought me here to watch over the saint. After killing someone himself, he ran away. , I feel bad too, and the saint is in your hands."

"The saint is in our hands, you mean she is your saint!"

Zhang Heng pointed at the little girl who was still crying in Mia's arms in surprise. Mia's body froze. If the little girl didn't move, her sharp claws would have scratched her back immediately and pierced into her heart. .

"Yes."

The man in black said timidly.

"Isn't she your saint, why are you chasing her, and why is Yao watching?"

Zhang Heng asked puzzledly.

The man in black didn't hesitate, but he avoided his eyes and said, "Maybe the leader snatched it, stole it, or abducted it from that family. After all, even a good family would not be willing to join us."

"You have a reputation for knowing yourself."

"Yes, it is."

Zhang Heng looked back at Mia a few times, and after confirming that nothing happened, he turned his head to look at the man in black, and said in a ruthless voice, "Okay, I've learned everything I need to know, what else do you want to say?" Well."

"Don't kill me, please, I've told you everything you want to know."

The man in black cried and begged for mercy.

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Get rid of uncle, how could I kill you, after all, you have told me everything I want so honestly, right? Look."

Zhang Heng pointed to the blood blade, controlled it to fall slowly, put it flat on the ground, and then said with a low voice: "Keep an eye on it, it may just, swoosh, it will stab into your body Oh, you can only look up when we leave, you understand."

"I know."

The man in black stared at the blood blade on the ground, swallowed, and didn't dare to take a breath. He felt relieved after Zhang Heng walked away, and Zhang Heng's voice came from his ear.

"Sister Mia."

Then, the world in his eyes was instantly shrouded in darkness.

"Sister Mia, why did you kill him?"

"You didn't tell me to kill you, young master."

"I'll forget it, no one cares, let's go quickly, or it will be dangerous."

"Then what about her, young master, take it with you, poor one."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)