Soul Hunting Forest.

Stepping on the stacked layers of fallen leaves, Yang Ming found himself lost, looking around at the towering trees all around, no matter which direction he walked, they all looked similar.

For the fledglings who enter the Soul Hunting Forest for the first time, if there is no experienced leader to lead the way, it is very likely that they will lose their mobility in the forest due to getting lost, lack of food, depletion of fresh water, etc., and will be killed by soul beasts and turned into their food.

Every distance Yang Ming walked, he would pull out the mysterious sword and leave a mark on the trunk of the tree to avoid repeating the walk.

Raising his eyes and looking at the unchanged scenery in front of him, Yang Ming pursed his lips, which made him realize one thing, martial souls, soul rings, and soul skills, in addition to directly improving their combat power, also need to have some auxiliary abilities, otherwise if he encounters this situation in the future, he can only catch blind.

That's when it happened.

"Ahh

From 30° to the left side of the forest, a terrible scream was suddenly heard.

Yang Ming paused at his feet, feeling that the scream just now was very familiar, and after savoring it, he reacted, and his expression changed.

This is Tang San's voice!

"Could it be that he is in some difficulty?"

Yang Ming's eyes flickered, he knew Tang San's strength very well, even if he dealt with a weaker soul master, with the Tang Sect inheritance, he could also be at ease, even if he faced a powerful soul master, he could escape with the ghost shadow.

Being able to make Tang San let out such a miserable scream showed that the enemy's strength was very strong, at least at the level of a Great Soul Master!

Save?

Or, don't save?

This question was just a spin in Yang Ming's mind, and he already had an answer.

Stepping on the ghost shadow, Yang Ming turned into a black shadow and ran towards Tang San's direction quickly.

It's close.

It's closer.

In addition to the fresh smell of the forest, a faint smell of blood began to fill the air.

How much blood does it take to get out of this to still smell blood at such a distance?

Yang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and terrifying blood light burst out of his pupils, and the three-hook jade rotated sharply, showing the unrest in his heart.

"Third brother, you must not have anything to do."

The speed under Yang Ming's feet was a few points faster, if Tang San was here, I was afraid that he would be shocked, this speed had already exploded him.

After stepping through the heavy forests, the vision in front of him suddenly opened up, and three figures appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

Two tattooed men crossed their hands on their hips, sneering and mocking at a bloody boy in front of them.

At this moment, at this moment, Tang San's situation was extremely dangerous.

99 thorns were wrapped around Tang San's limbs and torso, and the thumb-like barbs on the thorns pierced into the skin, easily leaving dense blood holes on Tang San's body, and because the thorns continued to shrink inward, compressing his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe, a swollen face was full of red, like blood-red tomatoes, it was so terrifying!

The short Wang Zhong pointed at Tang San's nose and scolded:

"Your kid's bones are really hard, torture you like this, and don't tell us the whereabouts of the boy who was with you, I think you're looking for death!"

As he spoke, the short Wang Zhong was holding a thorny whip in his hand, and he was about to whip Tang San again.

But

In the next moment, a sound of breaking wind came from my ears.

"Be careful!"

The tall Li Ren exclaimed in surprise, raised his arm to block in front of the rapidly flying black shadow, and helped his partner block the disaster.

Bite!

A leaf was sluggish and drooping, Li Ren fixed his eyes, and from the direction where the leaf concealed weapon flew from, Yang Ming's figure walked out from the depths of the woods, and his pupils revealed a terrifying bloody light of killing intent.

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Yang Ming had probably guessed that they had used some torture before, trying to find out his whereabouts from Tang San's mouth, but they all failed one by one, otherwise Tang San would not have been left with such a terrifying injury, and he had reached the point of dying.

Looking at the unfamiliar faces of Li Ren and Wang Zhong, Yang Ming's mind turned sharply and said coldly:

"You were sent by Su Yuntao?"

Yang Ming thought about it, and only Su Yuntao, who had recently offended, had the motivation to attack him.

"Who is Su Yuntao? Which onion is he, who can also dispatch us? ”

The tall Li Ren moved his wrist, and his fat face like Maitreya Buddha was full of hideous expressions, and he walked towards Yang Ming step by step.

"You are the descendant of the traitor of the organization, we are looking for you very hard, come and die obediently, we can let you die a little more peacefully."

Organization?

Descendants of traitors?

Yang Ming chuckled in his heart, recalling his life experience, he was adopted by Old Jack since he was born and raised as his own grandson, but whenever he asked about the whereabouts of his parents, Old Jack always flickered and did not speak out.

Could it be ......

Yang Ming stared at Li Ren who stepped forward viciously, his bare arms were branded with tattoos of unknown meaning, and two soul rings appeared on his feet, both of which were yellow in color, rising and falling, plus the soul power fluctuations on his body, it was obvious that he was a twenty-ninth level great soul master!

Glancing at the short Wang Zhong who was waiting behind him, Yang Ming's heart sank.

Two twenty-ninth level Great Soul Masters!

Seeing Li Ren smiling and rushing over at a relatively slow speed, Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and his feet were ghostly and lost, passing by Li Ren like a slippery loach, and then the speed of his feet increased, so fast that only a black shadow remained, rushing towards Tang San's position.

"Little ghost, do you treat me as a transparent person?"

Wang Zhong sharpened his beak and let out a piercing sound, and the thorns in his hands whipped towards Yang Ming like an iron whip.

Yang Ming's figure swayed from side to side, trying to dodge with his keen body.

Unexpectedly, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Zhong's mouth, and the thorns in his hands seemed to come to life, like a poisonous snake turning in mid-air, determined to bite tightly.

The golden light converged in the right palm, accompanied by a cold light reflected in Yang Ming's eyes, and the sharp end of the mysterious sword cut melons and vegetables, easily chopping down the thorns.

Wang Zhong's sneering expression on his face froze and stiffened, and before he could react, Yang Ming stepped on the ghost shadow and flew over, and the strange weapon in his hand rippled with cold light, about to cut him in half.

Wang Zhong had already seen the sharpness of this weapon, and a thorn wrapped around his waist pulled him backwards, narrowly avoiding the blade.

Yang Ming held his sword and cut off the thorns that bound Tang San, looking at Tang San, whose flesh and blood were blurred and he could barely distinguish his face, he was now seriously injured and dying, Yang Ming's chest seemed to be pressed against a big stone, heavy.

"Third brother."

Yang Ming's call seemed to inspire Tang San's will to survive.

Tang San lifted his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and saw Yang Ming's outline in a blurred vision, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yang ...... Yang ming...... I...... I didn't betray you. ”

(Four more, a total of 1000 book coins plus more, thank you again for the reward of the night)

(Today, I went to the starting point, only to find that there were three readers who rewarded, I'm sorry, I didn't thank you before, because this is the book of creation, and the background is not displayed, thank you very much, three)