Douluo: Start with a Tom Cat

Shen An followed the three Black Tiger Sect disciples all the way into the Black Tiger Sect, with Tom Jerry following behind.

"Master, please come forward."

The Black Tiger disciple said flatteringly, accompanied by a disciple, and the two of them quietly sentenced Shen An to death in their hearts.

As for the last disciple, he has already asked the elders to take action.

When Shen An looked at the scene along the way, it was obviously the Lower Four Sects that were famous all over the world, but it actually gave him an eerie feeling.

Tom suddenly screamed, and his cat eyes pointed to a square in fear. Jerry took a look and was immediately frightened and fainted.

The large square was lined with wooden stakes one after another, and a bloody humanoid creature was tied to each wooden stake.

Shen An's eyes narrowed. Without exception, all of these people had their skins peeled off and all of them had no breath.

"What is this?" Shen An asked, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The Black Tiger disciple also avoided his eyes: "This is the disciple of our sect who made a big mistake."

Shen An stopped asking and thought of the deserted scene inside Black Tiger City, the insulted woman, the arrogant and domineering Black Tiger disciples who were being punished.

His intuition told him that the Black Tiger Sect had a big secret.

As for what the secret is, he will ask with his sword. In short, this Black Tiger Sect is definitely not a good person and should be killed.

Shen An was taken to a hall.

"Wang Tuo, you can't bring this person here. He doesn't have any soul power fluctuations in him. This can't be considered your achievement."

A majestic voice reached his ears, and a bald man walked out with a playful look in his eyes.

It stands to reason that with his cultivation as a Soul Saint, he would not be able to make fun of an ordinary person, even in an almost joking tone.

However, due to the recent pressure, the sect leader Wang Wei went crazy and asked them to arrest people or spirit beasts everywhere.

People with different cultivation levels have different requirements. The Soul Saint must at least capture the Soul Emperor and bring them back, and so on, and deliver them all to the secret place of the sect.

No one who is caught inside can come out.

There are even specialized disciples guarding the secret place and no one is allowed to enter, not even the elders.

Many people inside the door had some suspicions in their minds, but they didn't dare to say anything.

As for what would happen if he couldn't complete it, the bald man couldn't help but shudder.

There are some disciples who are unwilling to do such things, and the disciple whose human skin was stripped off and tied up in the square is the best example.

There was even an elder who had a higher level of cultivation than him. He did not take this matter seriously, and was killed by Wang Wei with thunderous means. His death was miserable.

"Oh, what counts as achievement?" Shen An asked pretending to be curious.

The bald man's face twitched and he grinned: "It's very simple. I am the Soul Saint. If you are the Soul Emperor, it will be considered an achievement."

"However, it doesn't matter to ordinary people. There has been a huge demand within the sect recently~"

"If that's the case, then I can just serve as your performance." As Shen An spoke, a total of six soul rings floated out of his body and moved in unison.

The bald man's words stopped abruptly, the amusement in his eyes completely disappeared, and instead, a sense of horror filled his heart.

The three disciples who brought Shen An into the sect felt their eyes darken, their legs went weak, and they knelt down on the ground.

The young man in front of him simply didn't look like a mortal. He was one yellow, one purple, two black and two red, especially the sixth soul ring. The scarlet aperture had three golden lines, which shocked people's hearts.

Yes, the original fifth soul ring has been erased by Shen An.

Now that he has become a famous wanted criminal in Wuhun Palace, Shen An naturally has nothing to hide.

The most powerful force in the mainland has already taken notice of him. What else do other small fish and shrimps have to be afraid of? Why not show them off and increase their reputation?

The bald man turned around and ran away without hesitation, and the sudden burst of power produced a huge buzzing sound.

As for the Black Tiger Sect, basically most of them have tiger martial spirits, so their speed is naturally not bad.

Although he is a Soul Saint, he has no fighting spirit at this time.

He is not stupid. A Soul Emperor with this configuration can no longer be called a Soul Emperor. He should be the strongest Soul Emperor in history.

"Brothers, the idea is tough, come on!

A rough voice resounded throughout the sect, and several powerful auras came one after another.

Shen An held the nine-leaf sword grass that was as green as glass and chased the bald man as if he were strolling in a garden.

It seems that the pace is not fast, but he always keeps a distance of fifty meters from him.

Not long after, all the upper-level forces of the Black Tiger Sect were gathered together, except for the sect leader Wang Wei.

The lineup is luxurious, with seven soul saints and more than ten soul emperors.

The bald man who originally ran away in a hurry stopped running away now. He stood together with many good players and looked at Shen An with piercing eyes.

With such a soul ring configuration, catching it back together should be a great achievement.

Shen An looked at these people and said in a cold tone: "I heard that the leader of the Black Tiger Sect is as powerful as Contra, why don't you see others?"

"Boy, don't be impatient. When we capture you, you will have a chance to meet the sect master."

The bald man laughed ferociously, and his seven soul rings were suddenly released, and his whole body turned into a black tiger with majestic momentum.

All the soul saints and soul emperors behind him also displayed their martial souls, without any sign of contempt.

For a soul emperor with two hundred thousand year soul rings, no matter how much he values ​​it, it cannot be overestimated.

Shen An asked Tom Jerry to hide behind, and then faced the masters of the Black Tiger Sect.

He stood casually, with a look of disdain in all directions. He held a long sword in his hand, and the power of the sword suddenly surged to the sky.

The next moment, the green sword domain spread instantly, with a radius of 300 meters, covering the territory.

The faces of the many soul saints and soul emperors of the Black Tiger Sect darkened, and they shouted in their hearts, ‘Realm! How could it be a field! ’

They looked at Shen An with eyes that had seen a ghost, using swords, cat and mouse, and domain.

"You are Shen An! The person wanted by Wuhun!" The bald man blurted out.

Shen An just gently held the sword in front of him, and suddenly a dense rainstorm fell within the 300-meter sword domain.

It was as if the sky was angry, sending down thunder and rain, wanting to wash this filthy world clean.

"The Black Tiger Sect, the next four sects, will be expelled today!"

Shen An's clear voice resounded everywhere.

The so-called secret place of the Black Tiger Sect was like hell on earth at this moment.

The smell of blood and rot was intertwined, and there were dried corpses everywhere, both animals and humans. The dense and terrifying scene made people's scalps numb.

There were bursts of sobbing from the depths of the secret place. Looking for the sound, it turned out to be a blood pool that made people shudder.

There were many boys and girls who should have been in their prime crying weakly beside the blood pool.

They all have soul power in their bodies, but they are not strong enough, and none of them has exceeded the second ring.

Wang Wei, who was originally the leader of the sect, has his own style, but now he looks so gloomy and weird.

His eyes are extremely red, and there is a gray evil spirit visible to the naked eye lingering on his body. His face is crazy, and he draws a strange formation with his own soul power.

The blood of the weak needs to be purified before it can be used, and this is exactly what the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger taught him.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger inherited the evil god, and as he grows up, he will awaken all kinds of talents and knowledge. It is not a lie to become a god.

The formation took effect, and the huge blood pool began to boil and roll, and even continued to shrink.

Wang Wei muttered: "It's done, I did it!"

"Master Evil God, plus those soul masters before, these energies should allow me to break through to level 90!"

"Roar——"

The roar came into his ears, and Wang Wei said madly:

"Not enough, how can it be not enough? I have already captured all the powerful soul beasts and soul masters near Black Tiger City, and then there are those ordinary people."

"Those ordinary people are useless, one hundred can't defeat one, no, I still have the sect, I still have many elders and disciples of the Black Tiger Sect!"

"I will gather all the elders and children of the sect here, let them become the food for you and me, and share the glory with us."

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger looked at it with satisfaction, and a bloody look flashed in his eyes.

Mortals are mortals, unable to withstand his evil god power, they have gone insane, and they are not worthy of saying that they share the glory with him.

Without Wang Wei, who had lost the food he had obtained for him, he was no longer useful. His status in the heart of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had degenerated from a cook to food. It was time to devour him.

Wang Wei ran out madly. His mind had been completely occupied by the power of the evil god. He only had endless evil thoughts and a desire for power.

A cool breeze blew, and Wang Wei's mind was slightly cooler.

But he immediately felt Shen An's monstrous sword power. Looking up, he saw a green sword rain falling continuously in the distance.

Driven by the power of the evil god, the desire for the flesh and blood of the strong reoccupied his brain.

Eight soul rings were revealed in an instant, and a very strong and evil breath spread. Wang Wei turned into a ball of black smoke and ran towards the sword rain.

The bald man and others struggled to support themselves under this sword rain, and the weaker soul emperor had already died.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Herb is the representative of the ultimate attack. Now Shen An's soul ring age is even better than that of the Titled Douluo.

In his eyes, the Soul Saint and the Soul Emperor are just slightly larger ants. This is the terrifying method of ultimate killing.

Below me, everyone is an ant.

The Black Tiger Sect never dreamed that they would be suppressed by others before they launched the Black Tiger Sect's famous attack on the continent.

If you ask them what they think now, of course: that heavy rain ruined my dream of being a soul master.

"Spare me! Spare me, sir, we didn't volunteer to capture people. It was all forced by the Black Tiger Sect Master Wang Wei!"

Some Soul Saint elders were suppressed by the seemingly endless sword rain and begged for mercy immediately.

They have seen that Shen An's strength cannot be guessed by common sense. Now he didn't kill them, but deliberately lured Wang Wei to come.

A strong aura broke into the sword domain, Shen An raised his eyebrows, the real master finally came.

"Roar~~!"

A black shadow flashed out, and a tiger roared to the sky, and the rain formed by the sword energy instantly broke apart.

Wang Wei looked around with scarlet eyes, and saw that many soul emperors died in the sword rain, and immediately roared again.

This is a soul emperor, how dare he, the dead soul emperor's soul power energy must have been lost at least a lot.

"Dare to touch my food, you really don't know how to live or die!" Wang Wei's seventh soul ring shone high, he felt Shen An's strength.

Or in other words, once he entered the sword domain, his current strength close to the 90th level of the Titled Douluo was suppressed a lot.

When the bald soul saint and others heard Wang Wei's words, their faces suddenly froze. Aren't they the backbone of the Black Tiger Sect? How come they suddenly became food?

A chill went straight from the coccyx to their tops.

Shen An frowned as he looked at Wang Wei, who seemed to be crazy. He remembered the black tiger he met in the Xingdou Great Forest that day.

Although Shen An was thinking, his hands were not slow. He was clearly more than a hundred meters away from Wang Wei.

But Shen An seemed to flash, suddenly appearing from a drop of broken sword rain, and drew his sword to cut.

This is one of the wonderful uses of the sword domain. Any wisp of sword energy scattered in the sword domain will turn into Shen An's true body.

Wang Wei had not expected this at all. It was his instinctive step back from years of fighting.

"Squeak!"

The sound of a sharp sword cutting flesh rang out, and Wang Wei's face was cut by Shen An with a deep sword wound that could be seen to the bone.

Blood flowed along the cut flesh, and the pain spread all over his body.

But Wang Wei was trembling all over, as if this was a great pleasure.

He wiped the blood on his face with a thick finger, and then put it into his mouth to suck, with an intoxicated look on his face, as if it was the most wonderful thing in the world.

"You are so strong, I really want to eat you more and more!" Wang Wei said evilly, and the seventh soul ring behind him suddenly lit up.

It turned into a huge black tiger about six meters long, roared in a low voice, and pounced on Shen An without hesitation.

It was indeed the black tiger that day. The extremely evil soul beast should be hidden in this sect.

Shen An was murderous. A soul beast actually caused chaos and disaster in a city. It really deserved to be killed!

The black tiger transformed by Wang Wei tore or bit, or slapped or smashed or roared, bringing out the advantages of the tiger to the fullest.

One after another, powerful soul skills were released. Not to mention the Soul Emperor, even the Soul Saint would probably die in Wang Wei's hands.

Even ordinary Soul Douluo dared not say that they could withstand Wang Wei's offensive.

This is the leader of the Black Tiger Sect, which ranks second among the four lower sects. Moreover, after serving the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, his skills have become even stronger.

The confused brain made him fearless and like a real beast.

In the 300-meter sword area, Shen An changed his body shape at will. Countless sword qi were his incarnations, and the long sword in his hand was even sharper and unparalleled.

Whenever Wang Wei thought he was going to attack Shen An, Shen An would turn into another sword qi, making him even more crazy.

"Roar, roar, do you dare to fight me head-on!"

Wang Wei, who had been teased for a long time, said such a brainless words.

Shen An said indifferently: "Come!"

The black tiger incarnated by Wang Wei showed an anthropomorphic laugh, and the scarlet eyes became more malicious, and the eighth soul ring behind him exuded boundless power.

"Black Tiger Breaking Heaven Strike!"

Seeing that Shen An was really not going to dodge, Wang Wei's smile on his face became more wanton.

This attack of his had no additional effect, only pure attack!

Not to mention a Soul Emperor, even a Soul Douluo of the same level, no, even a Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo dare not say that he can definitely block it!

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass shone brightly, and all the sword energy in the 300-meter sword domain gathered together.

"Sword Style-Spirit Rising!"

The Bald Soul Saint and others found the right opportunity to escape from Shen An's sword domain.

They were very panicked at the moment, not only because of Shen An's strong fighting power, but also because of the words and deeds of their sect master.

The tone of calling them food all the time made them feel like fish on the chopping board.

But they did not smile after escaping from the sword domain. Instead, their eyes reflected a deeper fear.

What did they see? A black giant tiger nearly nine meters long, with scarlet eyes showing anthropomorphic malice.

It's bad, they are in the tiger's mouth.