Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Chapter 42 Instant Kill of the Fallen Soul King

Suppressing the rage surging within him, Qin Heng continued his frantic pursuit along the official road.

With the 100% agility boost from the second soul skill of the Shura Armor, his speed was astonishing, and the trees and wilderness along the way kept flying backward.

Before long, a group of Fallen Ones appeared on the road ahead.

The team consisted of seven people, whose auras varied, but the leader made Qin Heng feel a noticeable pressure.

He was a tall, middle-aged man with a sinister face, whose body exuded a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.

"Finally, a Soul Master has caught up!" A voice rang out from the group, tinged with excitement and cruelty.

The speaker was a female fallen soul master with gray-white curly hair. Her clothing was extremely revealing, consisting of only a few pieces of blood-red leather armor that barely covered her body, exposing large areas of pale skin covered in bloodstains.

She turned to look at the Third Elder, who was leading the group, licked her scarlet lips, and said with a coquettish smile, "Third Elder, this guy's soul power fluctuations are only at the Soul Master level, and I can smell that he's very young, so his combat experience is probably just average. Leave him to me! I'm just thinking of having some snacks."

The sinister-looking man known as the Third Elder glanced indifferently at "Qin Heng" in the distance, and casually waved his hand, saying, "Go, finish this quickly, don't waste time or expend too much soul power. He's not our target."

"Don't worry, Third Elder, I understand!" After saying that, a bloodthirsty excitement flashed in the eyes of the gray-haired woman, and she swayed her waist and took the initiative to meet her.

She looked Qin Heng up and down, his entire body covered in the ferocious Asura Armor. Her nostrils twitched slightly, and then a look of intoxication appeared on her face: "Tsk tsk tsk! You smell so good. Your blood and energy are so abundant and vigorous. You must be no more than twenty years old, right? A Soul Master under two thousand years old would be qualified to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition, wouldn't you? You are truly a rare genius!"

She stuck out her tongue and excitedly licked her lips, her eyes greedy and crazed: "What I like most is killing geniuses and then eating their hearts and brains bit by bit. That feeling is simply the ultimate pleasure in the world."

As she spoke, a huge crimson tiger-shaped phantom appeared behind the woman; it was her martial spirit—the Blood Fiend Tiger!

Beneath his feet, five spirit rings—one white, one yellow, two purple, and one black—lit up in turn, unleashing a surge of spirit power at the level of a Soul King.

With a thought, the female fallen soul master's martial soul possessed her body, causing it to rapidly transform. Her body was covered in a thick layer of blood-red hair, her limbs became strong and powerful, and her hands transformed into tiger claws, with cold light flashing at her fingertips.

"Little genius, obediently become my meal! First Soul Skill—Blood Shadow Claw Strike!"

As the first spirit ring was lit, the woman crossed her claws, and six claw shadows carrying a dense blood-red light tore through the air, slashing down towards "Qin Heng".

Seeing this, Qin Heng curled his lips in disdain and did not make any defensive move. He summoned the Asura Cloak Claw, dark red claws covering his hands, and charged head-on at the opponent's claw shadow.

"Clang!!!" The six blood-red claw strikes landed heavily on the Asura Armor, but only produced a series of crisp metallic clangs.

The surface of the indestructible Shura Armor was completely unmarked, without even a spark.

The gray-haired woman's pupils suddenly contracted, finally realizing that the "Soul Master" in front of her was far more complex than he appeared.

"Looks like a defensive-type Soul Master!" With that thought, she activated her third Soul Ring without hesitation, and her Soul Power surged.

"Third Soul Skill - Blood Tiger Roar!" A deafening roar, filled with savagery and ferocity, suddenly burst forth from her mouth!

The sound waves transformed into visible crimson ripples, carrying a powerful mental impact as they rushed straight into Qin Heng's mind.

However, the soul skills that would cause ordinary soul masters temporary dizziness or even severe mental damage were like a gentle breeze in front of "Qin Heng".

His mental strength had already reached the level of a Title Douluo, and a mere Soul King-level mental attack was nothing more than a tickle to him.

Qin Heng didn't stop for a moment, and in the blink of an eye he had already rushed in front of the woman. At this time, she didn't have time to release her third soul skill. Just as a trace of fear appeared in her eyes, the Asura Cloak Claw had already swept past with a cold aura of death.

"Pfft!"

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The sharp, cape-like claws slashed her throat with precision and cruelty, the dark red claw tips tearing open her trachea and carotid artery.

Blood gushed out like a fountain. The woman's eyes widened, and she futilely clutched her neck with both hands, only able to let out broken gasps.

The next moment, her head almost detached from her cervical spine, and her whole body fell backward helplessly, crashing heavily to the ground. After convulsing a few times, she fell completely silent.

Female fallen soul master, die!

The remaining six Fallen Ones' expressions changed drastically, especially the Third Elder, whose sinister eyes finally showed a hint of seriousness.

Fallen Soul Masters are often stronger than ordinary Soul Masters. This kid actually killed a Soul King who was above him in one strike. His combat power should not be underestimated.

After Qin Heng slashed the throat of the Blood Fiend Tiger Soul Master with his claw, his speed did not slow down at all. His dark red figure, filled with overwhelming killing intent, continued to charge towards the remaining six Fallen Ones.

Warm blood still dripped from the claws of the Asura Cloak, shimmering with an eerie red light in the setting sun.

Upon seeing this, another Fallen Soul Master in the group, whose strength had reached the Soul King level, flashed a fierce light in his eyes and immediately stepped forward, ready to fight.

"Step back!"

A deep shout suddenly rang out, and the Third Elder abruptly reached out to stop the Soul King, his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching "Qin Heng," his expression more solemn than ever before.

"All of you step back. This kid is a bit strange; he was able to kill Blood Fiend in one blow. Even if she underestimated him, his true combat strength is probably close to that of a Soul Saint."

Upon hearing this, the other five Fallen Soul Masters all paled.

Before she died, Xue Sha said that this kid was no more than twenty years old. Her intuition had never been wrong. A young man who was not even twenty years old actually possessed combat power close to that of a Soul Saint? This was simply a monster among monsters!

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, a flicker of fear and apprehension in their eyes. The scene of Blood Fiend's instant death was still vivid in their minds; they had no intention of following in her footsteps.

"Listen to the Third Elder, retreat!" The five Fallen Soul Masters made a decisive move and quickly retreated, widening the distance between themselves and "Qin Heng," leaving the center of the battlefield to the Third Elder alone.

After seeing his companion retreat, the Third Elder Ming did not relax; instead, he became even more cautious. He knew that an opponent capable of instantly killing a Soul King was no easy opponent, and if he were to be careless in the slightest, he might very well suffer an unexpected defeat.

Suddenly, a pitch-black shadow emerged from behind him, twisting and writhing as if it possessed its own life.