Douluo's Angel and Knight

"Take off your clothes!"

Another three days passed, and Tang San followed the route on the map for two days.

He was now in a forest, and in front of him were two ordinary people who couldn't stop kowtowing, ordinary people without a trace of soul power.

There were also two long knives and two Zhuge Shen crossbows beside them.

Yes, Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

This type of weapon originated from Tang San. One of his favorite so-called hidden weapons in his previous life, the Zhuge Divine Crossbow that a god-level powerhouse could not avoid within ten meters, now appeared in the context of assassinating himself.

If he hadn't escaped quickly just now, there would have been two more holes in his body.

Just like that.

"Ning Fengzhi!" When the other party started to take off his clothes, Tang San picked up a Zhuge Crossbow on the ground, looked back in the direction of Tiandou City, and cursed in a low voice.

He had only given Ning Fengzhi the method of making hidden weapons, and only Ning Fengzhi could sell it out.

He could accept selling concealed weapons. After all, he was in business, and he had never been sold in his previous life.

But he couldn't accept Ning Fengzhi's approach.

The Zhuge Shen Crossbow in front of me speaks for itself. It has no hidden buckles and no protection measures. Anyone who takes it apart can quickly put it back together.

In other words, anyone can imitate it.

For example, this Zhuge Divine Crossbow, which has been dismantled into parts by Tang San, is most likely an imitation, because the materials used are simply an insult to the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

Except for a few key parts that are made of iron essence, the rest are all made of wood.

——The Noumenon Sect has not trembled to this extent.

"Sir..." Tang San turned his head and looked at the two trembling ordinary people and the clothes they held up, and temporarily put aside his murderous intention towards Ning Fengzhi.

After taking the clothes, Tang San didn't rush to put them on, but instead squinted at the two people.

A strong man, a fat man with a big belly.

It was obvious that these two people were not just passers-by who were innocently involved, but came here for the Soul Master Competition.

Who doesn’t want to become a soul master?

The soul masters participating in the soul master competition are not just men of steel and iron, they are also mortal bodies, and they are not to the point where they can ignore any weapons.

The opportunity is right in front of you now. All you need is a little courage, the courage to dare to take action against the soul master, and you might be lucky.

There are also soul masters killed by ordinary people on the mainland, right?

It's a pity that they met Tang San.

Tang San obviously had no sympathy for the weak. What he believed in was: as long as he is determined to be an enemy, he must use all possible means to kill him.

'And these two people have already been exposed to the production of hidden weapons, and they already have a way to kill them!'

Thinking like this, Tang San put his hands on his waist.

'No, I didn't bring any concealed weapons.'

After touching nothing, Tang San realized that no spatial soul guides were allowed in this Soul Master Competition, so naturally his Twenty-Four Bridges of Bright Moon Night was not brought in.

Most of his hidden weapons were not brought in, and the only set he carried close to his body was shattered by the battles in the previous two days.

"Look up and look at me!"

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't have any other means besides hidden weapons.

The spiritual power began to gather in his eyes. With his spiritual power, he could easily kill two ordinary people.

As for the prohibition against killing or seriously injuring ordinary people? That's none of Tang San's business.

Tang Menlang never needs to care about other people's eyes!

It’s impossible to pay attention to every corner at all times when your account is banned, right?

In his previous life, he had never done anything small in front of a powerful person with a title, or in person, and no one noticed it, right?

"Stab it!"

Before Tang San could use the Purple Demon Eyes, a spear suddenly passed by, causing him to stop all his movements.

"get out!"

A tall, handsome boy withdrew the spear in his hand, glanced coldly at the two ordinary people who had been stunned by this unexpected situation, and then looked at Tang San.

Tang San also stared at the young man, or rather stared at the spear in the young man's hand.

Although the power and appearance of the spear had changed, he could still tell at a glance that it was a soul-breaking spear.

"You want to stop me? Traitor?"

Naturally, Tang San would not have a good attitude towards the owner of the Soul-Breaking Gun, the traitor who had long been on the death list in his heart - the Po Clan.

"This is to save you, the remnant of the evil soul master."

The gun-wielding boy snorted coldly, pointing the soul-breaking gun at Tang San, as if he would take action immediately if Tang San made any unusual move.

"Haha! What a joke!" Tang San laughed, "Don't you think it's too ridiculous to use the word "rescue" on me?

"Why didn't you come to save the Haotian Sect when it was destroyed? Now you want to save the master?!"

"Well, feel free to take action if you want. Don't blame me for not reminding you that a soul master who attacked ordinary people has been taken away. He will probably spend the rest of his life in a blood prison."

Yang Ning withdrew his spear and looked as if he was following Tang San's will.

"By the way, if you can, please put some clothes on. Isn't it cold?

"Even if you are not cool, eunuchs are not popular, right?"

When the spear passed through just now, it happened to pass through Tang San's waist. Tang San, who was left with only a reed apron, naturally looked unsightly in this situation.

It's hard to say whether Yang Ning did it on purpose.

Tang San glanced at Yang Ning angrily and hurriedly put on the clothes he just got.

At the same time, the two ordinary people who had started to retreat had more ways to kill themselves.

——They must have seen something they shouldn't have just seen.

"Tangled!"

Two terrifying black tentacles instantly extended out and rushed straight towards the two ordinary people who had just turned around.

"Help!"

The fat man lying on the ground had just heard the cry for help. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly realized that he had not passed away.

He was still in the woods, with the evil ghost master still in front of him, and his companions also fell to the ground, but the posture of retreating in embarrassment was a bit unsightly.

And the tentacles that the evil spirit had just rushed to the front were now wrapped around the young man's spear that had just appeared.

"Thank you, benefactor!"

Of course I need to be grateful for the two life-saving graces.

He might ask for help later.

"No, just get out of here. Even if I don't save you, you won't die."

Yang Ning ignored the two ordinary people who nodded not far away, and instead looked at Tang San, with a rare trace of ridicule on his usually serious face.

"So you are still afraid."

He didn't take action just now. Before his tentacles touched the two ordinary people, they suddenly turned around and attacked him.

"I'll leave you, the traitor, alone, and I'll kill two ordinary people?" Tang San was noncommittal.

He is not stupid. He has already been stopped once and continues to attack. That will probably attract the attention of the powerful person who has banned him.

Not to mention that compared to those two ordinary people, the person who broke the clan in front of him had more ways to kill himself.

"Yang Ning, broken clan.

"And the son of your father-killing enemy!"

Looking at the disgusting face in front of him, Yang Ning suddenly grinned.