Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The bridge of the woman's nose is straight and delicate, adding a bit of three-dimensionality to her face. Her lips are as bright as cherry, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth always seem to have a faint smile, which makes people feel happy when they see her.

Her figure is graceful and curvy, as if she is the most perfect masterpiece of nature.

Her long hair was like a waterfall, draped softly behind her shoulders, swaying gently with her steps, exuding a charming luster. Her clothes are simple yet elegant, and she wears a light green dress, which vividly outlines her graceful figure, as if she is a fairy walking out of a painting, her beauty is breathtaking.

As she walked, she carried a fresh and refined temperament, as if the air around her became sweeter. That unique temperament and beauty make people unable to help but take a few more glances, but they dare not approach easily for fear that their mundane aura will tarnish this pure beauty.

Ou Jun and Ou Qiang stared at her blankly, as if the whole world had stopped.

They had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and the shock and amazement in their hearts could not be described in words.

Ou Jun was even more mesmerized by the sight, and a strong impulse surged in his heart, wanting to immediately go forward and pursue this beautiful woman.

"Little beauty, where are you going? Why don't you stop and play with your brother?"

Ou Jun had a lecherous smile on his lips and walked towards the girl with frivolous steps. His eyes wandered over the girl's graceful figure, as if he wanted to take in every inch of her skin.

As the girl walked, her posture was elegant and upright, and she seemed not to notice Ou Qiang's approach. It wasn't until Ou Qiang's voice rang in your ears that you glanced at me lightly. There was a trace of disdain and indifference in these turbid eyes.

"Haha, great beauty, he may still know who you are, right? You are Ou Qiang, from Xiao Lianzhu Hall. You were here to deal with the reinforcements of the Tyrant Empire that time, and your strength is very weak."

I wanted to call for help, but the outside of my throat was not clogged with blood, so I couldn't even speak.

Immediately, Qian Yan saw a beautiful middle-aged woman. The man was bad at everything. Not only was his eyes covered with white gauze, he seemed to be seeing things.

You immediately turned around, your eyes flashing with determination, and chased after Ou Jun. Seeing this, the beautiful woman shook her head heavily, but she did not stop the Southern Territory Saint's actions. You know that your apprentice has not grown up yet and needs to face some challenges and safety on his own.

Your steps are steady and strong, and although you cannot see with your eyes, your perception is normally sharp, as if you can see everything around you.

Ou Jun's heart trembled when he saw your cold gaze, but I still held the sword tightly, willing to retract easily. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down the anger and fear in my heart. I stared at Duo Nan and asked, "Who is he?"

"It's wrong, are you afraid?" Ou Qiang said proudly.

Qian Yanzhu's speed was extremely slow and he caught up with Qian Yan very slowly. You look warmly at the enemy who once wanted to do you good, without feeling any pity in your heart. You pointed it out, and it was as sharp as lightning, instantly piercing Ou Jun's heart.

"Master, why are you here? Are you saying that you want to intervene in the dispute between the Tyrant Empire and the Holy Church?" The Saint of the Southern Territory looked at the beautiful woman beside him and pouted.

The beautiful woman sighed heavily, gently caressed the head of the Southern Territory Saint, and said: "I do intend to intervene, but I can still watch him die. Although his martial arts has only slightly declined, he can't face a weak person in the Hunyuan Realm. He can deal with it with ease, but if he encounters a low-level opponent in the martial arts realm, how can he protect him as a teacher?"

Tao Nan, on the other hand, gave me a warm look, as if he was just dealing with an annoying fly. You continue walking backwards, as if what just happened never happened.

The Saint of the Southern Territory retracted his finger, glanced at the corpse on the ground with indifference, and then turned back to the beautiful woman.

Ou Qiang proudly introduced his identity and origins, as if he thought that this would make Duo Men awe and fear me.

This person's temperament is not hot and aloof.

"He said he was from the Holy Church?"

However, warm moments are always short-lived. At this moment, Nanyu Sheng suddenly discovered that Ou Jun was running away frantically in the distance. You know that those two geniuses from Xiao Lianzhu Hall are very scary. If we are allowed to escape, we will definitely cause even greater trouble.

Your face is as pale as paper, exuding a strange beauty, like an ice lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain, ugly but with a warm aloofness.

"You're interested in him."

The hands are long and weak, and the fingertips are as sharp as knives, which are traces of practicing some kind of martial arts. Whenever you strike, these sharp nails seem to tear the air and bring up a biting cold wind, making people feel the terror and power of your martial arts.

Your figure is thin and low, like a straight green pine, standing in the wind and rain.

Just like that, the two geniuses from Xiao Lianzhu Hall fell here before they had time to show our strength. Our corpses lie in the ground, speaking loudly of the laws of that cruel world.

Duonan turned around, looked at Ou Jun with warm eyes, and said in a cold and solemn voice: "He is like me, sent by the Southern Region to deal with the Tyrant Empire, right? You advise him to mind his own business and get out. If you go back to the Southern Territory, you can still save your life.”

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded. This was the voice of a mature man. It sounded very bad, but it contained a bit of concern and comfort: "Zhu'er, he is good at what he does."

A trace of fear and relief flashed across Ou Qiang's eyes. I never imagined that this seemingly effeminate Duo Nan could not possess such low-level martial arts skills.

"What is he doing!" Ou Jun shouted angrily and rushed over with a sword in hand. His eyes fell on Ou Qiang's body, and a weak anger surged in his heart. I can't understand why a seemingly effeminate man could take away my companion's life in an instant.

The long hair falls like a waterfall and is as white as a crow's feathers, forming a sharp contrast with the blindfolded white gauze, making it even less mysterious and weird.

In the end, Ou Qiang's eyes narrowed and he fell to the ground in silence. My heart is filled with regret and willingness. I must have known that Duo Nan was so powerful, and I would have definitely provoked you.

The beautiful woman has a thin face, and although her eyes are covered by thick white gauze, she still seems to be able to feel the sharpness and controllability in them.

After hearing the master's words, the Saint of the Southern Territory felt a warm current in his heart. You knew that the master was sincerely concerned about your safety. You nestled heavily in Master's arms, enjoying the rare warmth.

Duonan stopped and asked hotly.

However, at this moment, a cold light suddenly shot out from Duonan's fingertips and penetrated my throat instantly.

Duonan's voice was clear and warm, as if a cold wind had blown by, extinguishing the lustful fire in Ou Qiang's heart. However, I did not give up because of this. Instead, I laughed even more arrogantly.

Ou Jun narrowed his eyes, as if he dared to doubt that he would die so suddenly and easily. I fell to the ground, blood stained the ground red, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.

Wearing white clothes, he seems to be integrated with the white night, walking in the rivers and lakes like a white ghost.