Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

As time approached, Tang Ling slowed down and rushed to the rear. As time passed, he had reached the location where the five people from the Tian She Mansion were staying.

Looking at the moon emerging from the clouds, I felt a little uneasy.

This is an open space with a radius of a hundred feet. Under the hazy moonlight, dozens of huge tree stumps can be seen scattered in this open space.

Looking at the new fracture on the tree stump, Tang Ling still admired these disciples of the Tian She Mansion.

Five strong men were following him, a fighting master, and in order to prevent danger when camping at night, they actually cut down all the nearby trees that blocked the light and sight. This kind of caution is really rare among these disciples of the great sect.

The soul's perception spread quietly, taking into account all the situations within several miles nearby, and Tang Ling's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule.

Although he didn't know why these people were targeting him and how much they knew about his situation, no one except Bai Li knew the strength of his soul in the late mortal realm.

The strength of the souls of these fighting spirits and great fighting masters, if there were no alchemists, would probably be in the early stages of the mortal realm. How could some of the arrangements hidden in the dark be hidden from him?

A chill appeared on Tang Ling's green face under his cloak, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he glanced at a big tree three hundred feet away.

There, there was a great fighting master currently monitoring the open space in front of him.

The figure that was already performing secret techniques became somewhat real and illusory. Under the hazy moonlight, Tang Ling was wearing a black cloak and turned into a ghostly shadow floating towards the place where the great fighting master was.

She Qi, who is only twenty-seven years old this year, has the strength of an eight-star great fighting master. Although he cannot compare with his senior brothers and sisters who have reached the level of Dou Ling in the Tian She Mansion, he is still a middle-ranked disciple in the mansion.

At this time, he was leaning against a ten-foot-tall tree, looking listlessly at the open space in the distance.

Although he agreed with Green Man's suggestion of cutting down the trees near the camp and leaving one person outside to watch the night, he became very helpless when the job of keeping watch was taken away from him.

But when he thought about another great fighting master who was traveling with him, he was going to lure a fourth-level monster to attack the boy named Tang tomorrow, and he suddenly felt a lot more balanced.

The night was long, and as time passed, although She Qi kept persevering, she couldn't help but become tired.

It was midnight, and he felt a little urgent to urinate. He was going to find a place to urinate first. But when he got off the big tree and turned around, he saw a black shadow standing in front of him.

She Qi's dazed brain suddenly woke up, and when She Qi came back to her senses, she was just about to open her mouth to warn, when she felt countless winds pouring into her throat, making a "whooshing" sound as she breathed.

He covered his throat with both hands. When his hands were covered with thick liquid, his vision became dark and his body fell to the side weakly.

He held the fallen body with his hands and gently lowered it to the ground. Tang Ling was a little lost.

Relying on the hidden aura of the Bingtian Wuxiang Secret Technique and the soul power in the late Mortal Realm, he didn't even use a trace of fighting spirit, and a great fighting master who lacked vigilance died in his hands.

"Are you going to change your profession as an assassin?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, no wonder he had such thoughts.

In fact, with the soul power in the late mortal realm and Bingtian Wuxiang, it is really quite easy to deal with the existence of these great spirit fighting masters as long as the opponent is not distracted.

The smell of blood reached the tip of his nose. Tang Ling put away his divergent thoughts and rushed towards the two tents in the open space.

There was a lot of blood flowing out when the great fighter died just now. If he didn't hurry up, when the smell of blood spread, he would have no choice but to have a head-on collision.

After slightly feeling the atmosphere in the two tents, Tang Ling thought for a moment and chose the one with more people.

The two camps were quite close to each other. If something happened to one of the remaining four people, the other three would probably notice it.

If there are many people to choose from, he can assassinate one person and immediately attack others, which may result in huge gains.

The black figure was like a ghost, walking around several tree stumps in the open space, and within a few breaths, it appeared in front of a tent.

Tang Ling ducked into the tent and looked at the three people who were practicing. Tang Ling's face turned pale. A long sword appeared in his right hand and stabbed at the Dou Ling among them.

At the same time, he touched his chest with his left hand. There was a seal with a gap in the jade pendant, and he finally tore it open completely tonight.

After the seal was removed, the remaining fighting energy in the jade pendant poured into Tang Ling's body crazily.

"Well!"

With a muffled groan, Tang Ling's body trembled slightly. He didn't bother to check the situation inside his body, because at this time, the long sword stabbing Dou Ling had been blocked by a second-level red spirit snake.

"Ding!"

The long sword collided with the scales of the Red Spirit Snake, making a crisp sound.

With this crisp sound, Tang Ling no longer held back his breath, and the aura in his body that was comparable to a five-star fighting spirit burst out suddenly. The long sword in his hand was thrown aside by the seven-star fighting master who had just woken up and didn't know what happened.

At the same time, a faint blue light flashed in his hands, and an ice wheel in his left hand turned into a horse and attacked the other great fighter.

The right hand that had thrown out the long sword Kongxia was holding the ice spear that had just been condensed, and stabbed it straight down at the four-star fighting spirit in front of him.

"boom!"

The tent the four people were in exploded with a bang, and the violent momentum tore into strips of rags and shot towards the surroundings.

At the same time as this tent exploded, another tent was torn in half by a green sword energy.

The green sword energy tore through the tent without stopping and struck in the direction where the four people collided.

"Bang bang bang!"

The aftermath of the collision of several fighting skills made a muffled sound, sweeping up nearby rotten leaves and soil and rushing into the sky.

"ah!……"

Miserable screams continued to be heard, and apart from the constant screams, the scene became extremely quiet.

After a few breaths, the leaves and soil flying in the air fell back to the ground. Through the moonlight, they finally saw the situation in front of them clearly.

Of the two great fighting masters in the tent, one's body was broken into two parts, he was no longer breathing, and he was dead and could no longer die.

Another man had a long sword pierced through his right shoulder blade. At this time, he was using his left hand to pull out the long sword caught in the bone bit by bit, and screamed in agony.

The ice spear in Tang Ling's hand glowed with a faint blue luster. A red spirit snake about ten feet long was killed by the spear in his hand, and it was currently held on the tip of the spear.

Opposite Tang Ling, the four-star fighting spirit Shefang also held a spear in his hand, staring at the red spirit snake corpse on Tang Ling's ice gun, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

Just now Tang Ling made a sneak attack, and the Red Spirit Snake Guardian blocked Tang Ling's long sword that contained no fighting spirit. However, as Tang Ling's fighting spirit exploded, the ice spear pierced Shefang's chest.

Shefang, who had no time to display his fighting skills, could only block the Red Spirit Snake in front of him for a while, then took out the weapon from the ring to protect himself.

As for the other two great fighting masters, one was indeed injured by the sword in Tang Ling's hand before, while the other was cut into two pieces thanks to the woman on the other side.

Tang Ling looked at the middle-aged woman with curiosity in his eyes.