Douluo Continent's Spirit Empire

The sun faded behind the black ridge.

Dusk renders Notting City in the color of twilight.

Although Notting City is not a developed and wealthy city, the night view of purple flaming clouds really has a sense of local beauty, and the shops and restaurants on the streets have turned on night lights.

For a while the lights were brightly lit.

"Little San, you've been blacksmithing for so many years, don't you find it boring?"

Xiao Wu blinked eccentrically, her mouth sweeping the carrot and rice like a rabbit.

Tang San shook his head: "No, blacksmithing is also a kind of cultivation, it can help me better control my strength."

Xiao Wu giggled: "But you are still my defeat~"

Tang San doted on Xiao Wu quite a bit, and shook his head with a broken smile: "Yes, you are very talented, so I can only be a stupid bird to fly first."

Xiao Wu was full of pleasure, she showed Tang San a "victory" look and then continued to eat.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with a gentle look in his eyes.

Tang San has lived in Notting City for five years, these are the five years Tang San has lived very fulfillingly.

His life has been like a day for several years, with three points and one line:

Notting Soul Master Academy, blacksmith shop, dormitory.

Classes in the morning, part-time work in the afternoon, and practice in the evening.

Little to no free time.

"Little San, take a stroll around the neighborhood with me after dinner?"

Tang San said: "It's a bit late, I still have to practice at night, not to mention..."

In the past few years in Notting City, Tang San and Xiao Wu have been targeted by //vendors//, and have encountered dangerous elements, even though they were saved in the end, Tang San was on guard against this city.

Notting City is not as safe as it looks.

Xiao Wu wiped her mouth: "Oh, it's only six o'clock, nothing will happen. You know how to practice every day, aren't you bored? Go and hang out with me!"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San expectantly.

Tang San sighed slightly in his heart: "Okay, but you must return to the academy before seven o'clock."

"no problem!"

Xiao Wu happily jumped up from her seat, took Tang San's hand and walked out of the store.

Tang San was held by Xiao Wu, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

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Not long after Tang San and Xiao Wu left, a middle-aged man who had been sitting in the opposite restaurant also got up from his seat.

Hidden in the crowd, followed silently.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were chatting and joking in the evening crowd.

Every time they passed an alley or two, someone turned out and followed them.

Tang San suddenly felt a gaze behind him.

Looking back, there was only a stream of people, and that prying gaze seemed to be an illusion.

Tang San frowned, and said to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, let's go back now, I feel something is not right."

Xiao Wu didn't believe it, and complained quietly: "Is it true or not? I've only been shopping for a few minutes? Xiaosan, it's fine if you don't want to accompany me. If you want to go back, go back, and I'll go around again."

Xiao Wu quickened her pace, leaving Tang San behind.

"Alas." Tang San had no choice but to keep up.

The few people hiding in the crowd exchanged glances with each other, and then quickened their pace.

Two passers-by with scarves covering their noses and mouths walked towards each other talking and laughing.

Tang San observed the passers-by while walking, his vigilant eyes stayed on these two people.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

The sound of a bell suddenly came from behind Tang San and Xiao Wu, Tang San was startled instantly.

When the bell rang, his soul seemed to be imprisoned for a moment, and his body could not move.

Oops!

Sure enough, there is a problem!

Although Tang San was always on guard, it was really impossible to guard against through the ringtone control.

Two scarf-masked passers-by quickly approached with fierce eyes.

What troubled Tang San the most was the three floating spirit rings on the two of them.

Two hook knives cut Tang San's and Xiao Wu's throats respectively.

After all, Tang San's spiritual power was far beyond the level of a great soul master, and the ringtone of the soul master level did not control him for as long as imagined.

With one hand, Tang San controlled the crane to catch the dragon and twisted the point of the hook knife skillfully, and with the other hand, the blue silver grass wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist in an instant, throwing her out of the encirclement.

stab-

The hook knife cut Tang San's left shoulder, and Xiao Wu was able to break free from the shackles of the bell.

There are four people behind Tang San.

The two surrounded Tang San from behind, and they went straight to Xiao Wu.

The blue silver grass entangled the long lamp by the side of the road, Tang San used his strength to pull it.

The attacks of the two strong men failed.

The ground where Tang San was originally standing collapsed, the gravity spirit ability of the Vigorous Bear Wuhun.

Tang San waved his hands continuously.

Lancets, locust rocks, money darts, bone-penetrating nails, all kinds of hidden weapons enveloped every attacker like a sea of ​​flowers.

Delaying the pace of several soul masters, Tang San rushed towards Xiao Wu in an instant.

It wasn't himself that he was worried about at the first time.

Xiao Wu regained control of her body after being thrown out by him, and she felt quite sorry for Tang San in her heart.

Xiaosan was right, she blamed herself for being too playful and messing around, that this kind of thing happened to her.

When Xiao Wu leaped in mid-air, her eyes glowed pink.

A man in black who was following up was instantly hit and froze in place.

A bunch of arrows flew over and pierced his defenseless neck, they were Tang San's sleeve arrows.

Xiao Wu quickly attached herself to the other person's body and launched her waist bow.

Unfortunately, the bell rang again and the waist bow was interrupted.

The Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist again, pulling her back to Tang San's side.

"what--"

Soul Master Bell wailed in pain.

With low defense, he is an important care target for hidden weapons.

The bell soul master pierced by the hidden weapon is like a hedgehog. Although it is not fatal, it has lost its combat power under the severe pain.

The remaining four people gathered together, and the ordinary people on the street had already run away.

Need a quick battle, I don't want to face the city guards...

The strong bear soul master leaped high, the second soul ring flickered, and the bear's paw was coated with gold.

Blue silver grass, entangled.

The strong man was tied up firmly and fell down.

Is this him Blue Silver Grass?Why the fuck is he so strong... The strong bear man was anxious, he failed two consecutive soul skills, and his mentality exploded.

Taking advantage of the entanglement before breaking free, Tang San pulled Xiao Wu and ran towards the encirclement gap created by Xiong Nan.

Five soul masters, no matter how confident Tang San was, he would not choose to fight to the death.

The safest course of action is to run back to the academy.

A round of meteor hammer zoomed in front of the two of them, and Tang Sanyun retreated step by step.

boom!

A pothole was smashed into the ground, and the way forward was blocked.

The golden light exploded suddenly, the blue silver grass was broken, and Xiong Nan rushed fiercely.

Tengman wraps around his upper body again!

parasitic!

The paralyzing toxin was injected into Xiong Nan's body, and the vine man's venomous sting shrank inward.

cluster!cluster!cluster!

A series of arrows shot from Tang San's back, piercing through his limbs, pinning Xiong Nan to the ground temporarily.

"Xiao Wu, Meteor Hammer!"

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At the corner of the street where the battle took place, a scar-faced soul master observed the battlefield.

He is the captain of this assassination team.

Tang San's hidden weapon is indeed disgusting, but he is not afraid, he is a soul sect.

Xiao Xiong and the others are too shameful, alas, I have to do it myself...

Scarface walked out from around the corner, possessed by a martial soul, the Fenghu martial soul.

Circles of spirit rings rose slowly, Scarface didn't intend to give Tang San any chance, slowly accumulating the fourth spirit ability and walking towards the encirclement.

A big hand covered his face from the front!

what!

Scarface's heart almost jumped out of his throat, who is it, how can I...

Deng!

The big hand crushed his head against a wall, knocked him out and threw him back to the corner where he was.

An invisible soul force spread to the battlefield surrounding and suppressing Tang San, the terrifying pressure selectively avoided Tang San and Xiao Wu.

The other four people were using their soul skills, and they were about to accomplish their feats. A huge and irresistible murderous aura wiped out all their thoughts.

Soul, bone-chilling!

The four of them fell to the ground one after another, like puppets that were unthreaded.

Tang San was a little dazed, before he exerted any force, the enemy lay down first.

Someone helped us... Tang San's brain was running extremely fast, observing left and right.

"Xiao Wu, hurry up!"

No matter what happened today, they must leave here immediately.

After all, he was still in the dark about today's matter from beginning to end.

...........................

A tall building a little away from the battlefield.

A young man in a pitch-black windbreaker was looking up into the distance, firmly locked on to the battlefield where Tang San was assassinated.

Eyes blood red.

To him twilight was no different from day.

He was still urging Soul Sect to make a quick move in his heart, but he saw the seven-member team wiped out in an instant.

The young man felt a chill in his heart, and without hesitation, he left the window, turned around and left.

thump--

The door opened before him, and an old man with messy black hair in a gray robe stood standing at the door.

The suffocating pressure made Carlos think he was dead again.

"...Hehe...hehe...what a surprise."

The evil young Carlos was immobilized by the oppression of the soul, but the other party did not restrict him from speaking.

"Accident what?"

The other party's voice was low and hoarse.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Carlos licked the poison bag in his mouth and died instantly.

Tang Hao frowned, stepped forward and grabbed Carlos' neck, confirming his death.

His doubts and anger continued undiminished.