Douluo's dark martial arts

"Senior Yang Wushuang, please fight quickly. We still need to leave before dawn.

Master Hu, go and deal with the others. Don't worry, this Contra's body will be kept for you. "

Su Nuo's voice clearly reached Yang Wushuang's ears from a distance. Hearing the word "senior", the emotions in his heart were quite complicated.

As a Soul Saint who betrayed his clan and took refuge in the Spirit Hall, to be honest, his experience over the years was not good. After all, no one would like a traitor, even if he is from the evil camp.

"Don't mind" and "dislike" are never two contradictory words.

It's a pity that he only learned this truth after joining Wuhun Palace. After so many years of humiliation in Wuhun Palace, the appearance of Blackbeard caused a slight change in his life trajectory.

He is the first batch of "hidden stakes" sent to the Wuhun Palace, and he is also one of the few top combatants in the Blackbeard organization so far.

In a chaotic organization like Blackbeard, which is full of monsters and monsters, his status as a mere "traitor" can be said to be pure and pure.

"Don't look at me, old guy. I am Yang Wudi's younger brother, a level 79 battle soul master, Yang Wushuang."

As the brief introduction ended, Yang Wushuang came over again with a gun. This time his marksmanship was even more violent and fierce.

The old man's guess was correct. His marksmanship was indeed the marksmanship passed down by the Po family in the early years. It focused on the offensive and ignored modifications. Although the family improved the marksmanship later,

However, as an old man in Yang Wushuang's group, it is difficult to change the habits he has developed. This has led to a lack of flexibility in Yang Wushuang's marksmanship, and he lacks many "detailed operations" in master duels.

"Yang Wushuang? Where have you heard it?"

When the old man heard the name, a flash of surprise instinctively flashed in his eyes, but Yang Wudi didn't give him time to think. The soul-breaking gun in his hand carried an extremely brutal momentum and blasted towards the old man domineeringly.

No defense!

This is the biggest characteristic of the Po clan. For them, the only purpose of opening a martial spirit is to destroy their opponents before they fall.

Death doesn't matter to them. What they pursue is to let the enemy die before them.

The ultimate attack hovering on the edge of death, feeling the flow of energy in Yang Wushuang that had been adjusted to the extreme, the old man chose to face the opponent's attack head-on.

Respect between the assault systems?

No, it was the old man who decided that even if the mission failed, he would take away the powerful Soul Saint in front of him. He could not let Tiqi's strength master such a deadly assassin.

Besides, when Contra fights against Soul Saint, he has the advantage!

Pong! ! !

First there was an invisible collision of momentum between the two sides, followed by a peak battle between lightning and sharpness. The pouring rain was cleared away by the air waves, and a vacuum was created under the rain curtain with the two at the center.

The brutal murderous aura filled the air. Even though the soul ring crushed the opponent's ten-thousand-year soul ring, feeling the edge of the soul-breaking gun, the old man still felt a chill in his heart.

wasp,

Looking at the faint glow on the tip of the gun, at this moment the old man recalled the experience of being stung by a wasp when he was a boy.

In all aspects, except for the fact that the two sides were barely equal in terms of destructive power, the Yang Wushuang in front of him was no match for the old man. Whether it was soul power reserve or fighting skills,

However, Yang Wushuang has the ability to hurt the old man, just like an annoying wasp. He can kill him with just one slap, but no one wants to be stung by a wasp.

...

On the other side of the lens,

The central area of ​​the camp has become a battlefield for top soul masters. As a rest area for lower-level soldiers, it is also facing the chaos of war.

Even compared to the battles of those high-level soul masters, the fights between these "ordinary people" were more brutal, because no one knew who was the traitor!

With the appearance of the first real traitor, the soldiers in the entire camp fell into fear of each other. In addition, there were bastards among them who took the opportunity to seek personal revenge, turning the already troublesome real-life "werewolf" into a battle fought by each of them. The killing of the camp,

"Damn it! Put down your weapons! Everyone, hold your head with your hands! Lie down where you are! Anyone who dares to disobey will be treated as a mutiny and executed!"

At the critical moment, Su Nuo came on the scene in time to stabilize the chaos of these low-level soldiers, but the solution was still as beastly as ever.

Directly ordering everyone to lie down on the ground, regardless of whether there are any bullshit traitors among them, as long as they are standing in his sight, they will be killed.

The restless murderous aura faintly condensed into a substantial cold mist on Su Nuo's body. Coupled with Su Nuo's terrifying appearance in the martial soul state,

"Fuck...this madman!"

The strong man with a scarred face twisted his green teammate's hand and looked at Su Nuo and the group of supervising team spirit masters following him.

He was obviously full of fierceness one second, but he lay on the ground very calmly the next second.

As for the traitors that might be hiding around?But screw it, compared to those traitors who are similar in strength to themselves, the murderous Su Nuo is now the biggest threat to their lives.

"Die Mei, San Juan, you two soul masters who are supervising the battle team will be killed by me. Anyone who dares to resist, regardless of whether they are traitors or not, will be killed by me!"

There was a frightening red light in Su Nuo's eyes, the soul ring under his feet lit up, and a cold light flew out from his hand, neatly cutting a soldier who had no time to lie down in half.

This is his attitude. When dealing with traitors and mutinies, all he can do is go more extreme than extreme.

Any correct theory is wrong at this point in time. What he needs, and what Teach needs, is to stop these cannon fodder causing trouble in the shortest possible time.

"Thankfully they are all bad people, otherwise this would be too much."

Tom, who was holding the Elder Wand Spirit, felt the strong murderous aura of his "superior", and then looked at the tragic scene left behind by the chaos around him.

Well, as a soul master who was attracted by words such as cruelty and violence to join the Hundred Beast Supervisory Team, he suddenly felt that his small scenes in the academy were simply playing house.

Raise a snake in the sewer, graffiti on the academy's soul guide, or...

Awada eats a big melon!

Suddenly he raised his hand and a flash of green light struck the soldier wandering in the corner. The killing soul skill that was banned by the academy teacher has become the most frequently used method here.

"You're doing a good job, and you take action when you see something wrong.

The same goes for those lying on the ground, they are just a bunch of trash with nowhere to go, as long as they don't kill them all. "

Diemei, who was in charge of leading the team, looked at Tom who struck quickly, and while raising her frivolous brows, she did not forget to praise the little executioner.

"Is it okay if it's on the ground?" Tom asked in surprise.

After all, he is still a child who has just stepped out of the constraints of the academy system. He is somewhat at a loss regarding Diemei's somewhat "violating orders" proposal.

"Of course, as I said, they are just a bunch of trash.

The most indispensable thing in the Tiandou Empire is waste that cannot survive. It was in the past and it will be even more so in the future. "