Douluo's dark martial arts

clang!clang!

The chains forged from dark iron rubbed against the rough ground, making a clashing sound. The dim moonlight reflected through the window glass and fell on the escorted old man.

Even though their soul power had been destroyed, in order to ensure absolute safety, Blackbeard's minions still used sharp iron hooks to pierce the bones of the two.

The Pipa bone was locked like this, leaving the old man without the ability to resist in the end. He could only let these minions escort him towards the closed door at the end.

"Haha~ I didn't expect that I would end up like this in the end.

What do you want to do to me, a useless person? Give me a good time. "

Every time the old man took a step, the iron hook hooked on his Achilles tendon would ooze pus. The inhuman behavior for so many days had completely made this strong soul master lose his desire for life.

I have to admit that sometimes life is indeed more cruel than death. Seeing the results of many years of practice being wasted by a group of people who usually regard it as ants, the huge gap is enough to make most powerful soul masters feel dying. meaning,

Not to mention the inhuman torture on the body. For a moment of trance, the old man even felt that he should not be in this world.

However, as the abuser, they certainly had no sympathy. Yang Wushuang just shrugged his shoulders and murmured,

"...You can still speak so clearly after having your teeth pulled out. It's really quite a skill."

Arriving in front of the door, Yang Wushuang stopped and took a breath to adjust. When he entered the city, he had seen Teach's "masterpiece" in the city, and with the reminder on Lafitte Road,

He knew that what he was going to face next was a soul saint with a 10-year-old soul ring, his immediate boss, and a complete lunatic. It was impossible not to be nervous.

creak~

The door was slowly pushed open, and Yang Wushuang looked at the messy traces of battle in the house, and looked at Tiqi who was sitting on the sofa by the window, enjoying the wrist massage service.

"Finally we brought someone here,"

Tiqi raised his eyelids and his scarlet eyes jumped over Yang Wushuang and landed on the old man who was following him. Seeing the exaggerated detention method on the other person, Tiqi glanced at Yang Wushuang and joked in a voice that could not tell the joy or anger. ,

"It's quite cruel. Do you do this to someone in case you don't want him to die on the way?"

"This..."

Yang Wushuang's face turned pale when he heard this, and he suppressed the panic in his heart and said, "This is the attention of the adults above.

I just executed and didn't..."

"Okay, as long as the person can be brought here alive, don't be so nervous."

Tiqi slowly stood up from the sofa, with the fighting spirit and arrogance unique to the superiors still lingering on his body. His cold eyes just glanced at Yang Wushuang, making this powerful soul master couldn't help but retreat. One small step,

"No matter how timid you are, it's a miracle that you can display the strength of the soul-breaking gun." Teach teased,

Regarding Tiqi's targeted ridicule, if it were anyone else, Yang Wushuang would definitely not let him go.

But at this moment, Yang Wushuang completely lost the dominance he had when he fought against the old man of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Fear and timidity were almost written on his face.

how is this possible...

Yang Wushuang himself was also very surprised by this. Although he had a trace of fear and fear towards Tiqi due to his status and strength,

But in any case, he didn't think he would be so afraid of the other party. The step back just now was like a wild animal encountering a natural enemy. It was an action made entirely under the influence of instinct.

and many more!wrong!

Suddenly, Yang Wushuang's standing body froze, and his nose seemed to smell something. He sniffed the air twice, seeming to detect some special smell.

"This smell is...waist...bah! Ambrosia!"

As Tiqi passed by him, the unique smell of the love-broken king of red flowers penetrated into Yang Wushuang's nasal cavity, completely confirming his guess.

At that time, he took refuge in the Wuhun Palace. In order to improve his cultivation, he consumed a large amount of elixirs, so that he still has a lot of unabsorbed medicinal properties in his body.

His timid behavior just now was not so much that he was afraid of Teach, but rather that the remaining medicinal properties in his body controlled his body and was afraid of the smell of Acacia Broken Heart Red.

The temperature in the King of Flowers is very special. Except for those who have a plant system or have taken elixirs, other ordinary people cannot sense it at all.

"For me to be so scared, I'm afraid the quality of this fairy grass is of the highest quality."

Yang Wushuang lowered his head and glanced at Tiqi secretly. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of opportunities the soul master standing next to him had at this moment.

With innate soul power, attached soul bones, a 10-year soul ring, and the help of genius treasures such as top-grade fairy grass,

No wonder the other party was able to do what he did at such a young age. With such bullshit hard work and perseverance, and the kind of treatment God gave him, a pig could do something that alarmed the mainland.

"Hahaha! How have you been doing these days, old man? These rough guys under me are more versatile than you think, right?"

Tiqi stared at the old man standing in front of him with distracted eyes. He didn't know whether it was for psychological reasons or the influence of the martial arts spirit in his body, which allowed him to smell a hint of "dragon" in the faint smell of blood.

What seemed to be in front of him at this moment was not an old man, but a sumptuous meal. The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, known as the best beast in the world, was about to welcome his new master.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Tiqi walked up behind the old man with a ceremonial attitude and said with a faint smile,

"There may be some pain next, but don't worry, the pain will pass soon,"

"...What are you going to do to me?!"

The old man was suddenly frightened when he heard this. He had no thoughts about life at first, but suddenly he seemed to have found his persistence in life again... no, it should be about integrity.

The killer who stepped on the horse could only nod his head. He was over 80 years old, so there was no need to think anything wrong about him! !

But soon, the old man's hanging heart was relieved. His stunned face looked down at the black hand that penetrated his chest. His heart was held between those five fingers.

"Your power belongs to me, rest in peace." Im's cold voice echoed in the old man's ears,

The old man had no joy or disgust at the enemy's farewell. He was just glad that the plot was not as outrageous as he imagined.

At least Wanjie was saved. Compared with the inhuman treatment he had received before, death was just a relief for him.

"That's the end...but what did he mean by what he said?"

As "life" flowed out from the wound, the old man's body fell uncontrollably towards the ground. At the last moment when his consciousness died, he seemed to see his partner who passed away many years ago before his eyes.

That's fine...it's all over...