Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

There are more than a dozen young men and women present, and two or three of them have auras that are more terrifying than Bai Lian. They are obviously strong men in the Holy Son Society. Their eyes revealed unquestionable majesty, which made everyone present feel a little depressed.

"Are you really not going to give it?" Bai Lian's voice was trembling. "My life is my own, and I don't want to take risks. I have prepared the spirit stones and want to hand them over." She looked up at the Saint Sons The eyes of those who met were filled with prayers.

However, a young man in red sneered disdainfully. He glanced at Bai Lian contemptuously and said, "Bai Lian, although I don't know how powerful Ling Xiao is, but you are my sister, and I will naturally protect you." You, our Holy Son, would it be too embarrassing to ask Mr. Ou to do anything?"

"Brother!" Bai Lian shouted softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

The young man in red, her cousin Red Crow, practices a special method. Although his level is similar to hers, in terms of strength, he is much higher than her, almost on a par with Zhang Luan.

Bai Lian looked at Red Crow, feeling a little worried. She couldn't help but said: "Zhang Luan is already dead. Where did you get the courage to think that you can be Ling Xiao's opponent?"

Hearing this, Red Crow frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face. He snorted coldly: "Zhang Luan? Huh, that's just a reckless man. I practice a special method, so naturally I can't compare with him. As for Ling Xiao, I naturally have my own way to deal with him."

Bai Lian looked at Red Crow's confident look, but felt even more worried. You know that although your cousin is weak, Zhang Luan is by no means easy to deal with. Moreover, there is still a weak force standing behind Wang Yuan, which is something that a big family like ours cannot easily provoke.

You persuaded again: "Brother, you still have to act recklessly and do bad things. Zhang Luan was provoked by bad things. Once he angers me, the consequences will be disastrous."

The red crow waved his hand patiently and said, "Okay, okay, you know what's appropriate. He said it with less words, you didn't have any plans."

Seeing that Red Crow was so stubborn, Bai Lian didn't want to say anything. You know in your heart that no matter what you say, you can't change Red Crow's decision.

Although the skills practiced by Red Crow are ordinary and contain some soul power in their attacks, for a low-level player like Zhang Luan, those attack methods are completely meaningless.

"Eldest son, he killed Ling Xiao, you kill him today, so that everyone will understand that you, the Holy Son, are not to be provoked." The red crow was roaring, and had not even gotten close to Zhang Luan in an instant. The sharp claws transformed into his hands flashed with cold light and went straight to Zhang Luan's vitals.

I stared at Bai Lian behind me and yelled angrily: "He really embarrassed your Holy Son Society! That Zhang Luan, I dared to kill Ling Xiao from your Holy Son Society. I was so cowardly! You should take him today Take my head and let me know how powerful your Holy Son Society is, instead of handing over the spirit stone like he did!"

The red crow stepped out of the tavern and disappeared at the door in an instant. When he reappeared, I sometimes stood behind Zhang Luan, my voice full of provocation: "Isn't he Wang Yuan?"

Your eyes passed over the quiet crowd around you and were directed towards the figure who was walking in a hurry - Zhang Luan.

The qualifications of the disciples of the Tiantianhui Lower Court are really not that great. With Red Crow's talent and potential, it is possible to comprehend the true martial spirit in the future.

Bai Lian was sitting quietly in the corner of the tavern, holding half a glass of wine that had not yet cooled down. Suddenly you stood up suddenly, and the expression on your face changed from the original one to one of perceptible panic. .

You are well aware of Zhang Luan's terrifying strength, and Wang Yuan's appearance on that day is still vivid in your mind. How dare you act rashly? A trace of helplessness flashed in your eyes, and you defended loudly: "But... Zhang Luan, I am weak, you... do you really want to take the risk?"

Facing the red crow's attack, Wang Yuan's eyes showed a flash of color. That red crow, whose strength is far greater than that of Ling Xiao, actually dares to try to kill me.

There was a flash of surprise in my eyes, followed by undisguised hostility, like a beast ready to attack.

When Bai Lian heard Red Crow's angry rebuke, she felt really depressed.

My speed was extremely slow, and I was not in front of Zhang Luan in the blink of an eye. I roared angrily, and swung out my claws with fierce wind, directly hitting Zhang Luan's vitals.

However, Zhang Luan did not seem to be affected by the hostility of the red crow. I looked past the red crow and looked directly in the direction of the big tavern. My voice sometimes hesitated: "Bai Lian, Deacon Wang Heng hasn't given you the spirit stone yet, what is he going to do?"

Those words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Bai Lian's heart hard. Your face instantly turned pale, and the wine glass in your hand broke due to excessive force, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

And my whole body showed a faint shadow of a crow, as if a real crow was soaring in the sky.

Red Crow was chatting with several drinkers in the big tavern. When I heard Bai Lian's exclamation, I immediately turned my head and looked through the crowd, finally settling on this man in white with a steady pace.

I moved my body and went straight towards Zhang Luan like a bolt of lightning. My hands instantly turned into two pairs of sharp claws, like the claws of a crow, flashing with cold light from time to time.

You never expected that Deacon Wang Heng actually handed over the spirit stone to Wang Yuan. That person who has been mysterious and weak in your eyes for many years actually does not have such terrifying strength and influence.

"I'm coming!" The exclamation echoed in the quiet streets, like thunder on the ground, breaking the original tranquility.

"White Lotus!" The red crow's voice echoed in the empty streets, full of anger and disdain.

The red crow paid no attention to Bai Lian's concerns. I snorted with a fierce light in my eyes.

You took a deep breath and suppressed the shock and panic in your heart. You know, there's no way out yet. You quickly rushed out of the tavern and came to Wang Yuan's face, with a tremor in your voice: "You... you haven't prepared the spirit stone yet..."

Before he finished speaking, the terrifying soul power in Zhang Luan's body was released instantly like a frenzy, and the substantial soul power turned into a tangible shock wave, slamming into Red Crow's mind.

"Deacon Wang Heng, he must have heard that it was me who wanted to kill you, and you were forced to defend yourself." Zhang Luan's voice was warm and sometimes filled with emotion. As soon as I finished speaking, the temperature around me seemed to have dropped a bit.

You can only pray silently and hope that things will develop to a point where they can be undone.

Although it was a martial spirit, the martial arts skills displayed by Red Crow were still in their early stages, so my talent was indeed something to be underestimated.