Douluo: Tang San grew up a demon and fell into the evil trap Qian Renxue

Without retreating, he rushed forward and rushed in front of Taikang. In Taikang's surprised eyes, he stopped urgently in front of Taikang.

Just when the two were about to collide, Zang grabbed Taikang's right arm, then rotated his body counterclockwise and carried it away, using the power of his horse stance to punch Taikang, flying up from the ground.

"what?"

Taikang was shocked by Zang's move of leveraging his strength, and then he immediately reacted and raised his left fist to strike down.

However, the mysterious and mysterious demon species in Zang's body had long sensed his thoughts, and he immediately changed his moves.

So when Taikang just raised his left fist, Zang immediately grabbed Taikang's body flying in mid-air, and all the elixir energy burst out from his body and gathered in his arm. A large amount of dark energy also gathered in his hand, and he slammed it down hard. !

"Drink!"

He only heard Zang yelling like a King Kong roaring, and then heard the ground shake!

"Boom!"

Taikang was thrown to the ground hard. His whole body bounced up after touching the ground, and then he fell to the ground again in mid-air.

At this moment, he is as fierce as the God of War, it is really like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!

"Uh-"

Taikang groaned in pain, and he was thrown to the ground hard on his back. The ground instantly cracked, like a huge spider web formed by a burrowing spider.

He closed his eyes in pain, his face twisted and ferocious, blood sprayed out of his mouth, and his left arm raised high in the air was involuntarily lowered, and he fell limply to sleep on the ground.

If he hadn't been a powerful soul king, his martial soul would still be an iron-armed vajra with stronger defense and a naturally stronger body.

In addition, he has soul power to protect his body, and he is still within the duration of his fifth soul skill. Otherwise, he will be thrown to pieces and his bones will be broken, and he will die on the spot.

But even so, Taikang's internal organs still felt severe pain, as if they were being burned by fire.

And his whole body was in excruciating pain, as if thousands of ants were eating him, and the connection between his right arm and shoulder seemed to be torn apart.

"hateful!"

Taikang lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, clenching his bloody teeth, his second soul ring lit up, and he was about to fire the condensed air cannon from his mouth.

"Is this the only level of useless trash?"

Zang mocked contemptuously, holding Taikang's thick wrist with his left hand and began to twist it hard while driving An Jin into his wrist.

But even though Taikang was in great pain, he still held on tightly and did not cry out. He widened his bloodshot eyes and his teeth were almost broken, just to force himself to activate his second soul skill.

This made Zang impatient, he raised his right foot full of dark energy and stepped on his stomach.

"what--"

Taikang finally shouted loudly. His abdominal internal organs were damaged by An Jin and became a mess inside.

A large amount of blood welled up in his throat, and he couldn't help but cough. The blood was filled with pieces of internal organs.

"How dare you resist? You're a loser who can't even please me. You should just die."

Zang said disdainfully that he originally wanted to rip off one of Taikang's arms and let him live.

But his stubborn resistance made Zang a little irritated, so he decided to send him away directly.

"Why-why..."

At this moment, Taikang's face was as golden as paper and his energy was as thin as silk. He was already dying. His eyes were slightly closed and he spoke very weakly.

Zang understood what he meant, so because he was about to die, with a cat-and-mouse mentality, he began to explain "kindly".

"If you want to blame it, it's your bad luck. I just came out of seclusion and I need a whetstone to test the results."

Zang's cold and ruthless words made people's hearts feel cold. Combined with the evil ghost mask he was wearing at the moment and the gloomy soul power wrapped around his body, he looked more and more like a demon king who came to the world from the Nine Nether Hells. .

"It's no use blaming me. The world is like this. Without enough power, you can't enjoy the power of life. People kill soul beasts, soul beasts kill people, people kill people. How does all this killing ever stop?"

"And the strong should bully the weak, so as to arouse the weak to resist. If you want to blame, it's because you are not a strong person."

As Zang spoke, he shook his head slightly.

There was an inexplicable sadness in his cold tone, because he remembered his experience in the main god's space.

Although he has not experienced much of the world, he is used to betrayal and killing, and his hands are covered with the blood of innocents.

In the past, he had also conspired to backstab companions who trusted him, or innocent and poor passers-by, just for a few resources.

Good and evil, good and evil, right and wrong, these things that have no standard answers are no longer so important in Zang's eyes.

Only strength can overcome everything!

As for whether to kill someone or not, it is only a matter of thought, and there is no need for any malice or kindness.

Therefore, this kind of indifferent and scornful nature makes Zang extremely suitable for the conditions required by the "Tao Heart Demon Planting Technique".

His martial arts is not the path of immortality or Buddhism, but the path of demons.

The supreme magic!

However, although he is ruthless and cold, he is not without emotions. He can also feel love and warmth.

It's just that he can forget his feelings and not let his emotions influence his mind. He is affectionate but ruthless.

Zang briefly recalled the past events, and after feeling a little emotional for a while, he no longer lingered on those unbearable memories, and immediately left all the swirling thoughts behind.

But just when Zang was about to leave and let Taikang fend for himself under his feet, a loud shout came from behind.

"Taikang! Let me save you!"

Zang felt a scream of air coming from the back of his head, and the devil keenly felt that danger was approaching the back of his head.

So Zang turned his head slightly, and a flying knife of about ten inches flashed with cold light, pressed tightly against Zang's ear, and flew past like a thunderbolt. It seemed that he could vaguely hear the scream of the sound erupting from the blade.

A few strands of hair cut off by flying knives fell in the air. Zang put down Taikang's right arm with his left hand, took back his right foot that was on him, and turned around slowly.

"Interesting! Is there someone who can please me?"

Zang said softly in a whisper-like voice, a faint smile appearing under his mask.

The fight just now really made him unhappy. Just a kick made him feel comfortable, but the fight ended quickly afterwards.

This made Zang feel very unhappy, as if he was suddenly interrupted while practicing soul power with Ning Rongrong.

But the fluctuation of soul power coming from behind piqued his interest.

I saw a soul emperor with six soul rings shining on his body rushing towards this direction, with a three-ring soul emperor behind him.

The Soul Lord was putting away the flying knife, which showed that he had launched the flying knife just now.

The two of them were possessed by the powerful gorilla martial spirit, so their identities were self-evident. They were both direct descendants of the Force Clan.

"Taeqiang! Taekyung!"

Taikang said extremely weakly as he lay on the ground. His chest and face were already covered in blood, and he looked like he had nothing left to live for.

The cat at home is sick, so I just finished it and coded it quickly. I'm sorry, gentlemen.