Chapter 103： Tang 3 defeated the soul saint (1/2)

After such a pause just now, the incense on the ground had already burned halfway, and Zao Wuji didn't care at all, even if there was only a little left, he was confident that he would immediately defeat Tang San.

”Little guy, are you ready?” Zao Wou-ki asked.

With the power and speed of Ning Rongrong's increase, Tang San felt better than ever before, and his ten fingers began to tremble quickly, quickly adjusting his own state.

Xuantian Gong urged with all his strength, the purple magic pupils turned, and both eyes turned completely purple.

The aura exuding from Tang San wasn't strong, but it made Zao Wuji a little frightened. He actually felt a little bit of danger in Tang San's body.

How can this be? He is already a soul sage, and Tang San is only a great soul master, how could he feel the danger?

Although shocked, Zao Wou-ki never doubted his premonition.

Tang San lifted his head fiercely, his eyes flashed with purple light, his temperament changed drastically in an instant.

At this time, one word is used to describe him, that is, indomitable, even if in front of him is a soul sage who is more than forty levels higher than him, he does not have the slightest fear.

”Teacher Zhao, you are careful.” Tang San reminded him, and wiped his palms between his belts. With a strong shake, ten faint cold lights flashed in the air.

What a fast speed! Zao Wou-ki was shocked, and his spirit was released in an instant.

He was originally less than 1.7 meters tall, but after Wuhun possessed his body, his body quickly swelled, and in the blink of an eye he became a giant with a height of more than 2.5 meters. The already extremely prominent muscles were even more exaggerated.

What Tang San sent out were ten piercing needles, and with the internal strength of Xuan Tian Gong and the increased physical strength, the power was already extremely terrifying.

The piercing sound made Zao Wou-ki have to stand in battle.

With a low growl, he directly mobilized the strongest defensive soul skill, Fudo Ming Wang, and a strong golden light erupted from his body, which could bounce off attacks within three meters of his body.

These ten bone-piercing needles of Tang San aimed at the ten vital parts of Zao Wou-ki, and shot them on Zao Wou-ki's King Fudo Ming, all of them were bounced away without causing any damage to Zao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wuji smiled and said, ”The fancy things are not enough to see.”

Tang San's expression was extremely calm, his hands kept wiping his waist, and then he threw it forward, constantly launching various hidden weapons from him.

Lancets, migratory locust stones, piercing needles, money darts... Tang San's hidden weapon inventory was quickly being consumed.

Zao Wou-ki couldn't laugh anymore, Tang San's hidden weapon attack angle was too tricky, and the number of them was so large that the power they launched was not small.

Zao Wou-ki knew that if he hadn't activated the Immovable King's body, his body would have been hit by these dense and strange hidden weapons.

He was already extremely shocked in his heart, the combat power displayed by this kid was simply beyond the reach of a great spirit master.

Zao Wou-ki was sure that even the Soul Venerable or even the Soul Sect would have to lose under such intense and powerful attacks.

He glanced at the incense stick, there was not much left.

”Good boy, I underestimated you, it should be over.” Zhao Wuji shouted, and the fourth spirit ring lit up.

His spirit ability was called positioning tracking. After the spirit ability was activated, the fourth spirit ring was directly separated from the body and flew onto Tang San, trapping Tang San.

Zao Wuji jumped up, jumping towards Tang San.

Tang San was horrified to discover that no matter which direction he avoided, Zao Wou-ki's body jumping in the air would move in the direction he was avoiding.

The cold light in Tang San’s eyes flickered, and he stopped. When Zao Wou-ki was about to fall in front of him, a dozen thick blue silver grass sprang up from the ground and tied it firmly to Zao Wou-ki’s body. Pull down.

At the same time, his hands were raised, and six crossbow arrows shot out from his sleeves with a sharp and strong howling sound.

”A good show is here.” Ao Tian said with a smile.