Chapter 68 (1/2)

Ye Zhiqiu ate melon in the distance, so that several people in the field were speechless.

Zhao Wuji is even more angry. His seven orifices are spitting out their soul power. This little rabbit is really too arrogant. Treat us like monkeys? When I get rid of these four little guys, I'll take care of you.

Zhao Wuji tried to resist the impulse of rushing to beat Ye Zhiqiu. Once again, he put his eyes on the three Tang people. From his eyes, he began to be serious.

”Xiaowu, we are in charge, and Zhuqing is in charge. Delay time. ” Tang San stares at Zhao Wuji, his consciousness turns and changes his battle plan in an instant.

In the case of Zhao Wuji serious, to continue to attack, is undoubtedly to send to his door to shoot.

Now what they have to do is to delay time. How long can they delay? The rest of the time can only be left to Ye Zhiqiu.

Tang San thinks that he has already guessed Ye Zhiqiu's idea. He must want to keep his physical strength. By the way, he uses this tactic of eating watermelon to tease Zhao's mood and lead to flaws.

Yes, that's it. Ah Qiu is so clever.

”Kids, I have to admit, you are excellent, but... That's it.” Words fall, Zhao Wuji strides forward, straight to Tang three small dance and Ning Rongrong three people go. These three people are Zhao Wuji's priority to solve. Needless to say, the tacit cooperation between Tang San and Xiaowu has left a great impression on Zhao Wuji.

Looking at Tang Sanhe's little dance with a ready posture and full of vigilance, Zhao Wuji grinned, ”the third soul skill, gravity enhancement.”

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Wuji's third purple thousand year soul ring was slightly bright, and it shot straight into the ground under his feet.

All of a sudden, the three or four people in Tang Dynasty felt that their feet were in the mire, and their bodies suddenly became heavy. The Buddhist quilt was put on some kind of shackles, making it difficult to move.

Ning Rongrong, the weakest of the four, is also interrupted at this moment. She herself is a little unstable and has a cold sweat on her forehead.

The increase effect of Qibao glazed pagoda disappeared, which made Tang San's situation even worse. His body, which could barely stand upright, was suddenly bent down.

Zhao Wuji looks at several people's appearance, in the eye has the light smile. He was afraid that he might hurt these children, and he had not used all his strength. However, even if a soul saint's thousand year soul skill only played half of its power, it could not be easily resisted by Tang San and his great soul masters.

On the court, at this time, the Tang San Ji people may be able to barely move around, but compared with the speed before, no doubt too much slower, and Zhao Wuji himself is not affected.

There is little difference between escaping and not escaping. The speed has dropped too much.

Instead of turning and running to expose the back, it's better to delay the frontal attack for a few seconds.

Xiaowu is the main attacker, the closest to Zhao Wuji, and naturally the first person to be noticed by Zhao Wuji.

Looking at Zhao Wuji who strides close to him, the little dance does not retreat, but advances, and takes the lead. She stepped forward, a whip leg toward Zhao Wuji hip kick in the past.

”It's very hard.” Zhao Wuji does not care about the smile, a hand down, the moment intercepted the small dance kick to the right leg, at the same time, his big hand like eagle claw general, dead buckle small dance ankle.

The little dance gritted her teeth and struggled for a few times. Instead, she made her ankle ache.

”Little dance...” Tang San exclaimed nervously.