Douluo, who started from beheading Yu Xiaogang with one knife

Chapter 176 Plan
"You can turn around wherever you want, but not here."

"Why not? Isn't this the Soul Beast Forest?"

"This place is not within the scope of the assessment. If you insist on going there, you have violated the special training rules. The devil concentration camp has the right to use all means against you." At some point, Qi Kang had already come behind this soul emperor. At the same time, there were several soul emperors who followed.

"Oh, forget it, I'm just curious, since I can't go there, then I won't go there." After speaking, Zhang Yang turned around and returned to the direction he came from, with the corners of his mouth twitching, and a coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

After Zhang Yang walked away, the soul emperor just said in a low voice: "Boss, isn't the one locked up here just a soul beast? Even if these soul masters find out, so what? With their strength, they can still kill the beast!" In order to obtain the soul ring."

"You know what. Even if they have the strength to kill them, can they absorb a 10-year spirit ring?" Qi Kang let out a long breath, "Don't discuss this matter in the future."

Are there really only soul beasts here?If it is really just a soul beast, so what if these students know about it.

Qi Kang guessed that the following is definitely not as simple as a 10-year-old soul beast, but with his status in the devil concentration camp, he is not qualified to know this matter.

Perhaps only Bai Rui knew the following things, but Bai Rui must not be the one who owns this secret, and it can be guessed from the fact that none of them can leave the devil concentration camp.

Including Bai Rui, no one can leave this devilish place without the pope's order.

"Zhang Yang, what are you going to do?" Taurus' voice sounded.

"Let's do a play, but the difficulty of this matter is that it requires the cooperation of group actors."

Zhang Yang already has a plan in mind, but now he still needs some preparations.

After a while, the mental fluctuations released by Yunlang Chihuanniao gradually dissipated.

Not long after entering the Soul Beast Forest, other students except Zhang Yang had already entered the illusion to fight. After this operation, hundreds of students were killed or injured, and the damage has reached nearly one-third.

After coming out of the illusion, many people saw some seriously injured students around them, how could they miss this opportunity to make up the knife.

There are no friends in this devil concentration camp, everyone is an enemy, facing these injured opponents, no one will show sympathy, let alone show mercy.

As one soul master raised a knife and beheaded another wounded soul master, the entire forest of soul beasts was once again full of swords and swords, and blood flowed like rivers.

…………

At this time, Zhang Yang was lying on a flat rock, with a blue silver grass in his mouth, leisurely looking at Erlang's legs.

"Zhang Yang, is this your kid's plan?" Taurus said angrily.

"Don't worry, the stage is set up, and the actors will be seated immediately."

"I want to see what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd."

"Here we come!" Zhang Yang raised his brows frivolously, and through his enormous mental power, he detected that there were more than 50 people walking towards him.

After a while, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and dozens of soul masters seemed to have just been fished out of the red dye vat.

Everyone is more than ten meters away from the people around them, looking around with vigilant eyes, for fear of being attacked by the people around them. At this time, these people have all become frightened birds.

It's not that they don't want to be far away, but because the current terrain is in a valley, with towering peaks on both sides, forming such a narrow place.

This place was specially chosen by Zhang Yang, otherwise how could so many soul masters gather together.

Seeing Zhang Yang jumping off the rock, the group of soul masters mobilized their soul power one after another as if their hair had exploded, and made an attacking gesture.

"How do you guys want to die?" Seeing how the group of people looked around, Zhang Yang continued, "Don't worry about it, I'm saying that all of you must die."

"Boy, you are so arrogant. Although we are all injured now, if you want to eat us all, you probably don't have the ability."

As soon as this blood-stained soul master finished speaking, a cyan dragon scale pierced through his heart.

This soul master is just a four-ring soul sect, and

I don't know who suddenly shouted, "He is Zhang Yang, the Zhang Yang who won the championship in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition."

hiss~
As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously took two steps back. Many of them had never seen Zhang Yang, but they had also heard of Zhang Yang who won the championship in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy.

That was an existence that even the golden generation was defeated by him. They thought to themselves that even in their heyday, they would definitely not be Zhang Yang's opponent.

Many soul masters are now secretly calling themselves unlucky. If they knew that they would meet Zhang Yang here, they would not come to the devil concentration camp if they were killed.

But, it's too late now.

Seeing the soul master fall straight, they panicked instantly.

One move in seconds, this is terrifying!

Everyone is worried that they will be the next victim. While guarding against publicity, they must also guard against attacks from people around them at any time, because these people have no teammates, and they will never trust their backs to others.

At this moment, a person suddenly stood up and said to the people around him: "We killed Zhang Yang together, he is a soul king, you should all have heard of his strength, even if you haven't, you should See what he did just now. Such a person is the biggest threat to us, if you don't kill him, who of you can successfully get out of the devil concentration camp?"

Without killing Zhang Yang, who can get out of the devil's concentration camp?
This question echoed in the minds of these soul masters, they all had a steelyard in their hearts, they could measure themselves as well as their opponents.

They knew that if Zhang Yang was not killed, it would be impossible to get out of the devil's concentration camp.

But is it really believable to kill Zhang Yang together?
Who would choose to believe in enemies around him who might attack him at any time under such circumstances.

Seeing the hesitation in everyone's eyes, the soul master continued to speak: "After we kill Zhang Yang together, the cooperation will be cancelled. At that time, life and death will be in peace. Today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You'd better think about it clearly. After a few days, it will be over." There will be no chance to kill Zhang Yang again."

"I agree." A soul master stood up and shouted.

"I agree."

"..."

If there is one, there will be two, Hulala, the group of soul masters all stepped forward, and the short time allowed them to temporarily reach an agreement, but the distance between them remained the same, still keeping ten meters away.

"Kill him."

With a loud shout, these dozens of soul masters rushed forward, greeting Zhang Yang with various means.

Although he is a soul king, he doesn't dare to be arrogant enough to fight against these dozens of soul masters by himself at this time.

At this time, he had only one thought.

run!
No, it should be said to be a strategic retreat!

"Zhang Yang, this is the method you came up with, making people chase you like your third grandson." Taurus complained in the black stone.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you now, just watch."

These dozens of soul masters didn't seem to be lazy or slippery at this time, because they knew one thing very well, Zhang Yang was an insurmountable mountain standing in front of them, and only by killing Zhang Yang reasonably, then they would be able to fight. It's really possible to get out.

When the time comes, he will definitely be valued by the Wuhun Palace, and he will become a real person and marry Bai Fumei.

Not long after he ran out, Zhang Yang found himself locked by several soul masters, with soul skills whistling behind him.

He had expected this kind of situation a long time ago. He swiped the dragon scale spear in his hand towards the sky, and a semi-arc-shaped cold glow spewed out from the tip of the spear, hitting a rock on the mountain wall. Immediately afterwards, the rock above rolled and boomed. Long's voice resounded through the valley.

This was prepared by Zhang Yang long ago, using the falling rocks to temporarily block the pursuit of the group of soul masters, but he did not completely block the road, otherwise how could the group of soul masters cooperate with him in acting.

A tall and thin soul master leaped forward and rushed over, the five soul rings under his feet danced, and his arms became longer, resembling an ape-man.

While the body was rushing forward, the first two soul rings on the body flashed, and two yellow rays of light enveloped the whole body. Compared with before, the arms were a bit longer. There was a loud bang.

One inch long and one inch strong!

Under the collision of this fighting style, the tall and thin young man couldn't touch Zhang Yang's body at all, but Zhang Yang was able to repel the tall and thin young man again and again with the ever-changing dragon scale spear.

The martial soul of this tall and thin young man is an ape, and he is one of the few students in this devil concentration camp who has reached the soul king. The proposal to besiege Zhang Yang this time is what he advocated.

Why he did this must be selfish.

He is one of the few soul kings here, and it has been observed through the past few days that there are only three students who are stronger than him except Zhang Yang.

That is to say, as long as Zhang Yang is killed, he will find a chance to kill the other three people, and it is very likely that they will be the ones who finally walked out of the devil's concentration camp.

And from the fight just now, he thinks that Zhang Yang's name is completely exaggerated. Although he was repelled from the fight just now, he didn't use his full strength, and he was still injured. Go, Zhang Yang will definitely lose in his hands.

But he definitely won't do this, there are so many soul masters who can be used by him now, why doesn't he do it.

Maybe in the process of fighting, Zhang Yang can help him solve a few opponents, although he never paid attention to these opponents.

He suddenly felt that the golden generation of Wuhundian was nothing more than this, and when he went in front of Pope Bibidong, he must show the Pope what a real genius soul master is.

Thinking of this, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

The tall and thin young man looked at Li Jian with strong disdain on his face, and said in an arrogant tone: "Zhang Yang, you are nothing more than that, let us send you on your way now. But before that, I should let you know my name, Jimon!"

Ji Meng was born in a small sect. When he was six years old, his dancing soul was awakened, and his innate soul power was at the eighth level. From that moment on, he was cultivated as a genius of the sect for a hundred years.

The purpose of coming to the Devil Concentration Camp this time is to get the reuse of the Wuhun Temple and carry forward the sect at the moment of going out.

But how did he know that Zhang Yang was just playing him like a monkey, Zhang Yang was worried that after killing Jimeng too hard, the rest would not dare to chase him.

If all the extras run away, how can he act in this play?
In Ji Meng's view, Zhang Yang cannot be given any chance to breathe at this time.

It's too late to change!

Relying on the tyrannical body of the beast spirit, Ji Meng attacked again.

Zhang Yang picked up the tip of his spear, threw two huge rocks towards Ji Meng, and at the same time turned around and ran towards the deep pool where Yunlang Chihuanniao was imprisoned.

Bang, bang!
With just two punches, these two rocks were smashed into powder. This kind of ordinary rock was as weak as tofu in front of the beast spirit attacking soul king.

Relying on Zhang Yang's precise control, every time a soul master is within five meters of him, he will be repelled by him, and at the same time, whenever a soul master tries to encircle him, he will open a breakthrough .Breaking out of the encirclement, he fought and retreated towards the depths of the soul beast forest.

The third soul ring on Ji Meng's body flickered, Yang Tian neighed, an arm and tail grew out from behind, with all four feet on the ground, he rushed towards Zhang Yang.

The speed was as fast as lightning, and after only a few breaths, he caught up with Zhang Yang. While leaping high, his fists were fiercely aimed at Zhang Yang.

Faced with this sudden attack, Zhang Yang turned the Dragonscale Spear in his hand into a rope, and instantly wrapped it around a rock bulge behind Ji Meng, and then pulled it hard to appear tens of meters behind Ji Meng. The position at that time happened to be the center of this group of soul masters.

This sudden change scared the group of soul masters like fried chickens. They never thought that Zhang Yang would come back, and it was so close to them.

Zhang Yang blasted his fists several times in a row, causing the world to turn upside down in the middle of this group of soul masters. By the time the group of soul masters reacted, Zhang Yang had already run away dozens of meters away.

This group of soul masters had been beaten to the point of utter indifference, seeing Zhang Yang's proud background, they were furious, and chased desperately. In their hearts, today they must fight Zhang Yang forever.

It has to be said that as a beast soul master, Ji Meng's speed and strength are among the best among soul kings.

At this time, he was on all fours, and every time he jumped out, he would step on the rock and crack it. Then, with the help of his grip, his body jumped out a distance of seven or eight meters.

Under Zhang Yang's control, Ji Meng appeared a dozen meters behind him in just a dozen breaths.

Zhang Yang flipped his fingers, and dozens of cyan dragon scales shot out from his fingers, shooting towards Jimeng's throat, heart, eyebrows and other vital points.

It is necessary to do a full set of acting. If he does not launch some attacks and just escapes blindly, it is very likely that Jimeng and his group will notice that something is wrong.

Looking at the gloomy ice sword, Ji Meng's back felt cold, and he yelled: "Steel body."

The third soul ring flickered under his feet, his veins protruded, his hair grew, two fangs grew out of his mouth, his whole body turned bronze, full of bestiality.

Ding Ding Ding.
A series of crisp sounds of metal collisions.

The dragon scale directly left several scratches on Ji Meng's body, but did not seriously injure him.

It has to be said that Ji Meng's cultivation method is very unique, not only like a soul master of the assault department, but also with the speed of a soul master of the agility department.

The first soul skill is a strong attack skill, the second soul skill is a sensitive attack skill, and the third soul skill is defense. Zhang Yang has seen this kind of training method in a classic before. Before the seventh ring, it was very strong, but after the seventh ring, All abilities are not top-notch, and will only be surpassed by soul masters of the same level.

However, he has only seen this kind of soul master in ancient books, and this is the first time he has seen it in real life.

(End of this chapter)