Douluo's infinite soul ring was exposed by Qian Renxue

At night, Jiang Ziya, who was already ready, set up a bonfire in the yard.

At the door, there were four dead bodies hanging under the eaves. They were the owner of Yanzi Wuhun, Jiang Rang's father, Jiang Rang's mother, and his sister...

"Dead? All of them are dead! You actually killed your sister too. What an unforgivable crime! If I had known this, I would have let the Soul Master Guards deal with you!"

There was a loud bang, and the tattered wooden fence door was kicked to pieces. Eleven soul masters walked in from the outside. The leader of them had a treacherous appearance and was dressed in luxurious silks. He was Kang Kuo, the second son of the Kang family.

Jiang Ziya, who was sitting by the bonfire, glanced coldly at the visitors. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level was a fat man with level [-], and the rest were around level [-] or [-].

Jiang Ziya now has a soul ring, and his soul power level is only around level [-]. In terms of pure combat power, he may not be a match for this group of people. Although his martial soul Tiange is very domineering, his level is low after all. And there are many people on the other side.

Just as Jiang Xinying thought, now is not the time to challenge the Kang family head-on.

Kang Kuo, with ten soul master bodyguards, stood carelessly in front of Jiang Ziya, glanced at the four corpses hanging under the eaves, and said with regret: "It's a pity, a pink and tender little beauty. You killed me like this. But I have to say that you did the right thing. You couldn't protect her anyway, but it would only make me easier. Like an ant, falling into a mud swamp, the more you struggle, the more you The more painful it is.”

Jiang Ziya didn't move. He picked up a few logs from the ground and stuffed them into the fire.

Facing powerful enemies, he became extraordinarily calm, but it seemed as if he didn't take these people seriously.

"Do you have any last words?"

The second son of the Kang family, Kang Kuo, looked indifferent and asked Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya was silent, lowering his head and looking at the blazing fire in front of him.

In Kang Kuo's view, perhaps silence is the helpless resistance of the weak to the world.He must have used up all his strength to kill the owner of the "Swallow" martial spirit. After all, it was quite difficult to be able to hold on for so long after losing his martial spirit.

No matter how mysterious the violent black snake's spirit master said, he believed that there was only one reason for the failure, and that was being too careless.

Otherwise, how could a dignified seventeenth-level soul master be stoned to death by someone without a martial soul?

Of course, after Jiang Ziya left the hospital, he had not revealed his martial spirit to anyone. The man in black who fled back did not know that his martial spirit had been regenerated into Shou Tiange.

"Jiang Rang, killing Yan Laosi is already your limit. It can be regarded as your explosion in silence. Now, you will perish in silence!" Kang Kuo turned around indifferently, with his back to Jiang Ziya, Stepping slowly towards the door: "Do it, kill him..."

The ten soul master-level thugs took orders one after another, then released their martial spirits and pounced on Jiang Rang.

There is an unwritten rule in the Kang family. For things like this, whoever kills Jiang Rang first can receive a large bounty from the Kang family.

The fat soul master at level [-], seeing a breakthrough was imminent, needed to kill a high-level soul beast as his second soul ring.

But now the price of soul beasts is sky high. How can you afford it if you don't work hard to make money?

Immediately he shouted: "Everyone, stand down and let me come!"

There was a buzzing sound, and the beast spirit was revealed. It was a white horse with a divine steed, and its only spirit ring was a white 80-year-old spirit ring.

These days, having a soul ring is already very good, let alone being picky about the year, attributes, etc...

"I am willing to work like a dog and a horse for you!" The fat man shouted, his fists moved like the wind, and he launched his first soul skill: turning his hoofs and shining his palms!

The huge horseshoes supported his fist, like a tiger descending from a mountain. This blow was enough to dent a three-inch-thick steel plate downwards.

A hit on a person's head is enough to kill him with one blow.

I think of Jiang Rang's mother, who was hit on the chest by such a punch. Her sternum was completely broken and she bled to death from all her orifices.

Now he punched Jiang Ziya in the head. If he had hit him, his death would probably be ten thousand times more miserable than that of Jiang Rang's mother.

But the moment his fist came close to Jiang Ziya, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his mind.

Not only him, but all the people present who showed their martial spirits felt an indescribable feeling of fear.

"Ah! My power..." The fat soul master at level [-] felt that in an instant, he had lost the blessing of his soul power, and he could no longer feel his martial soul.

But before he could finish his words, Jiang Ziya suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and pushed his fist towards the fire. Hearing only an ordinary sound, the [-]th-level fat soul master fell headlong into the fire. among.

"Ah..." The fat soul master screamed. Jiang Ziya didn't wait for him to understand, or even wait for him to feel the heat of the fire. He took out a kitchen knife at his side with his other hand, and slashed twice. His two little legs.

Maybe it was because Jiang Rang himself lacked exercise, or maybe Jiang Ziya deliberately held back and didn't give him any pleasure. Without using his soul power, these two swords did not completely cut off the fat soul master's legs. But the tendons connecting the legs to the body have been broken...

This time, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, and it was a bit ridiculously fast. No one could have imagined that the result of the fat soul master being the first to pounce would be like this.

The fat soul master was in the middle of the situation and couldn't think or understand.But everyone who was following him could see clearly that in an instant, many gray-black chains appeared all around. These chains were looming, seemingly there or not, and extremely weird, surrounding the entire courtyard into a huge cage.

Although there is a gap, it seems that people can get out, but if you look closely, you will find that there are countless chains lying across the gap, but when you look at the original place, it seems empty.

If it exists, if it doesn't exist, it seems like an illusion, like it's real, and it seems like it's moving with thoughts.

The huge cage had no ceiling, and the iron mesh walls surrounded by chains seemed to reach straight to the sky.

"What kind of power is this?" a middle-aged soul master asked with a trembling voice.

What's even more terrifying than being trapped is that the gray-black chains have no beginning or end, as if stretching out from the unknown void, and the other end is embedded in their martial souls, locking them firmly in place. The connection with the body becomes numb, difficult to mobilize, and difficult to perceive...

Just now, the fat soul master rushed forward, but his soul was locked in place by a gray-black iron chain. He lost control of his soul and all his soul power, so he was easily defeated by Jiang Ziya. .

The fire burned his body, causing him unbearable pain. The wounds were still spurting out blood. Hissing sounds resounded in the fire, and bloody steam rose. The fat soul master rolled in the fire, and anger came from his mouth. Cursing and wailing.

Jiang Ziya didn't even look at him. He held a kitchen knife and faced the other nine soul masters ferociously.

"Jiang Rang, you monster, what methods did you use? Let go of our martial arts!" A soul master threatened fiercely.

Snap~pop...pop!thump……

Without saying a word, Jiang Ziya stepped forward and stabbed him one after another...

He slashed the man's neck with two knives. After slashing, he looked at the kitchen knife in his hand: "This knife is too blunt!"

It was indeed very blunt. Two knives were struck at the same part in succession. It failed to cut off the man's head, but the man was already dead.There was only a layer of skin left between the head and the neck, and it was bloody, which actually made it more terrifying than if it had been cut off with a knife.

Taigong's body was stained with blood, and the dead body fell at his feet. He stepped forward, using his own power to force the soul masters to retreat one after another.

When soul masters can no longer mobilize their soul power, their combat effectiveness and courage are greatly reduced.In the final analysis, this group of soul masters is used to bullying the weak. The feeling of being treated like a piece of cake to the common people who usually feed them is intolerable and unimaginable to them.

Taigong has experienced hundreds of battles, experienced countless large and small battles, sharpened his will in blood and fire, made repeated choices between life and death, danced on the tip of a knife, and survived under the light of the sword...

Such souls, even if they have more powerful power, are still no match.

"Young Master Kuo, this man knows sorcery. He is no match for us. Let's go!" A soul master turned around and ran away in fright.

One escaped, and the other two also wanted to escape. The seemingly strange and unpredictable cage did not act as a hindrance at all at this moment, causing those people to get out in no time.

But their martial spirits were firmly controlled in place. The moment they walked out of the chain cage, their souls were also bound and stayed in the cage.

Plop, plop...

The three soul master thugs who were the first to escape fell inexplicably outside the prison.

The large gray-black net was shaking uncontrollably, and there were waves of fluctuations coming from it. It seemed like something was struggling on it, but even with the eyes of a soul master, nothing could be seen.

Seeing this, Kang Kuo was caught in a dilemma for a moment. Half of his body was outside the cage, but the other half still stayed in the yard.

It's just that the half of the body that went out was no longer conscious, as if he hadn't grown that half of his body at all.

Outside, the three soul masters who fell on the ground were foaming at the mouth, and their bodies were twitching. From the beginning of extreme pain and ferocity, to the end of numbness and tranquility, it only took a few breaths.

"Dead, all dead..." someone shouted in horror.

"There's something weird about this net. If you get out, you'll die. If you don't get out, you'll die. Come on, come together and kill Jiang Rang. The bounty will be doubled." Kang Kuo came to his senses in a hurry and ordered the remaining five people.

Among the five soul masters, there was a short and lean black-faced boy who loudly echoed: "Kill! If you fight with this boy named Jiang, you will die if you go out, and you will die if you don't go out. Kill Jiang Rang, maybe this evil spirit The art will be solved."

"Yes, kill!" The other four people also rushed forward and surrounded Jiang Ziya in the middle, trying to win by relying on the large number of people.

Jiang Ziya casually made a decision and shouted: "Get it!" At this moment, a large apricot-yellow flag suddenly appeared on the beam, with a huge ancient character written on it. It was extremely complicated, and there was a strange pattern around it. is black.

Just one look at it makes one feel distraught, as if one is about to sink into it.

This is the soul-calling flag that Jiang Ziya made temporarily. The yellow cloth of the flag is taken from Jiang Xinying's clothes, the black thread is also inferior hemp silk, and the flag pole is made from an old table leg...

Jiang Ziya was sure that this was the worst magic weapon he had ever used, but it was enough.

"Hit!" Taigong waved his hand, and the flags turned. In an instant, a mysterious force seeped out from the flags, and in conjunction with the formation, it sucked the martial spirits of the ten people into it one by one.

Only Kang Kuo did not invoke the martial spirit, and the martial spirit did not appear, so he could not be arrested.

On the surrounding walls and ground, there are runes drawn by Tai Gong with black dog blood and splashed ink to form a soul-locking formation. It has the effect of trapping and locking souls. Therefore, the soul power cannot be moved in the formation and cannot be activated. People cannot leave with their souls.

There are two points in the formation, one is yin and the other is yang. The yin is the corpse hanging under the eaves, and the yang is the bonfire in the center of the yard.

"Kill!" When a soul master saw that his martial soul was taken away, he became furious and took the lead in punching Jiang Ziya in the back.

Although Taigong could not use his soul power at the moment, he was rich in battlefield experience and had dealt with such emergencies hundreds of times.

What's more, everything was within his expectations. With a backhand knife, half of the man's head was cut off, and the blood splattered, which was extremely horrifying.

Taigong was fighting against five unarmed soul masters with a kitchen knife. He raised the knife and dropped it, blood splattered, but in an instant, the five soul masters were all turned into corpses...

"Wait a minute, don't come here, Jiang Rang, I can give you whatever money you want! What I, the rich young man, need most is money. There is nothing that cannot be solved with money. Please let me go, you I can give you whatever you want!" Kang Kuo was trembling, begging for mercy all the time.

Jiang Ziya sneered in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be tempted and said: "You killed my whole family and took away my martial soul. I want you to pay me one billion."

"One billion?" Kang Kuo was stunned for a moment.

The currency value of the financial dynasty is very high. One billion is enough to buy a small and medium-sized soul beast farm. It can be said to be a considerable sum of money.

Although Kang Kuo's father is the mayor, if he spends one billion in one go, he is afraid that he will sell the iron.For the sake of Kang Kuo, he may not be willing to pay such a large amount of blood. After all, Kang Buping has more than one son.

If you die, you will die. Gold is your ancestor and money is your life!

In fact, Kang Kuo and Jiang Ziya knew very well that it was impossible to make a deal with this amount of money.But both sides have their own little calculations in their hearts.

Kang Kuo thought for a while and smiled: "Jiang Rang, are you kidding me? One billion is enough to buy me ten lives. Do you think this is good for us? You can lift the ban first, let me go, and let me go back and organize some things." , and then I’ll ask someone to come over and give the money to you, what do you think?”

"Hmph!" Jiang Ziya's mouth twitched and he asked, "How much?"

"One million, is that okay?" Kang Kuo said with a smile.

"One million?" Jiang Ziya scratched his head thoughtfully: "No, it's too little, and I let you leave. How can you guarantee that you won't regret it after leaving?"