Douluo: After becoming the favorite of all members, I am invincible

Chapter 67: The worst among stacked arhats is Zhao Wuji
As time passed by, Zhao Wuji could no longer hold on.

After being knocked away by a Soul Saint again, he stood up a little shaky.

He reached out and wiped the blood from his face. He stood there and did not continue to rush forward, but took this opportunity to breathe for a while.

The same is true for the three soul saints on the opposite side. After all, they are Fudo Mingwang who once escaped from the Wuhun Palace siege. Their strength should not be underestimated. Although they suppressed them with their numbers, they were inevitably injured. .

[Zao Wou-Ki: Oscar!If you ask the two seniors how long it will take for them to participate in the battle, I can't hold it any longer! 】

Zao Wuji communicates with Oscar in the spiritual network linked to Tang Yanxiao.

Oscar has always been in a state of anxiety. He knows very smartly that the current war situation will not last long. If the two seniors do not regain their fighting strength, they will only die.

Furthermore, if they delay for too long and the dean succeeds in escaping the purple-clothed woman's pursuit but returns without success, then they will have no chance of survival.

"Two seniors! How long will it take for you to regain your fighting strength at the earliest!"

He whispered into the ears of the two people who had their eyes closed.

Juhuaguan frowned, as if thinking, and replied after a few seconds: "At least 25 more breaths."

[Oscar: Everyone!Hold on for another 25 seconds! 】

Oscar's words echoed in several people's minds, and their eyes were fierce.

25 seconds is neither long nor short. At this juncture, it is undoubtedly a huge challenge for them.

Zhao Wuji only rested for less than two seconds before the three Soul Saints launched their attack again.

What's worse is that his powerful Vajra Bear Avatar can only last for another ten seconds. The passage of ten seconds is the period of weakness after using his martial soul avatar. By then, he can only pray that his skin is thick enough. Can withstand a group fight of three Soul Saints for 15 seconds.

Tang Yanxiao, Hu Liena and others' martial soul fusion skills were even less likely to last for 25 seconds. They could only last up to 12 seconds at most. For the next 13 seconds, they could only be beaten passively, without the ability to fight back.

Ning Qing was the only one in the field who knew that the situation there was better. The six Soul Douluo were disturbed by it, and their soul power recovery speed slowed down instead of speeding up.

Hearing Oscar's voice, Ning Qingzhi was the only one who could estimate the maximum duration of the people in the field, and the result was that they could only last for 13 seconds at most.

After 13 seconds, if they don't want to die, they must find a way to delay time.

But how to delay?
His mind was running rapidly, and he finally thought of something. His eyes suddenly turned hard, and he said to Dai Mubai: "Mubai, resist, buy me time!"

Dai Mubai hummed heavily and firmly protected Ning Qingzhi behind him.

All six people's attacks fell on him alone, and the wounds on his body were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he didn't take a step back, and still stood in front of Ning Qingzhi.

Behind him, Ning Qingzhi held a red lotus in his left hand and a green lotus in his right. After taking a deep breath, he clapped his hands together, trying to fuse the two flowers together.

The terrifying aura radiated around him, and all the enemies in the scene felt the threat, and immediately rushed towards Ning Qingzhi like crazy to interrupt his movements.

But how could their opponents make it happen? They all tried their best to stop him.

But feeling the danger, they all exploded with 120% of their power, which greatly increased the difficulty for several people to delay.

Especially Dai Mubai, who was beaten all over with wounds and his face was bruised and bruised, even worse than when he was beaten by Yan Hua before.

"Boy! You can't handle it! If you hold on any longer, you will lose your life!" One of the Contras said viciously. They had no soul power and were really annoyed by this kid. The first soul skill is a support, and from time to time he releases a light wave to counterattack, which can be said to give them the ultimate headache.

They were unable to do anything to him with their bare hands, and some even tried to get around him from behind, but they would always be knocked away by an ice sword thrown by the girl carrying a sledgehammer not far away.

Under the protection of the two of them, they really couldn't get close to Ning Qingzhi. They could only watch the aura around him become more and more terrifying and helpless.

In the end, both of them focused their attacks on Dai Mubai, hoping to defeat him as quickly as possible.

Dai Mubai had very little soul power left, so he relied on his physical body to resist and his willpower for support.

"Ahem, you know I can't bear it anymore."

He said with difficulty, but his body did not move at all. Even though he was covered with injuries, and even though he reached his limit, he did not take a step back, and firmly protected Ning Qingzhi behind him.

Ning Qingzhi was sweating profusely, and he was worried. He also wanted to go faster, but the fusion of the two soul skills was not that easy. The strong repulsive force collided with his body, and he had to use up all his mental strength. and soul power to keep it from exploding and guide it to slowly merge.

Ten seconds passed quickly, and Zhao Wuji was the first to fall.

His body was severely trampled by the three soul saints. Listening to their humiliation and abuse, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He tried his best to look in the direction of Ning Qingzhi. He murmured something to say, but found that he had already I was so tired that I didn’t even have the energy to speak.

When I finally closed my eyes, I didn't know whether I was alive or dead.

Just as the three Soul Saints were about to take action to fully understand his life, they were stopped by a flaming figure.

The battlefield of Yan Hua and Yan was the closest to Zhao Wuji. At this time, looking at the movements of the three soul saints, their bodies rushed over instinctively.

"Suzaku God Yan!"

A blazing line of fire erupted from the mouth of the flame giant. This was the strongest blow the two of them had tried their best to release, but it only managed to knock back the three Soul Saints without causing any damage.

After the dazzling line of fire faded, the flame giant's body suddenly disappeared. Yan and Yan Hua both fell from the sky and overlapped with Zhao Wuji.

Yan Hua was pressing down on Yan, and he didn't forget to joke at this juncture.

"Brother, it seems that we can't be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but if we can die in the same year, the same month and the same day, it's better to die like a candied haws on a stick."

"But shut up, it's as heavy as a pig."

"Hehe, maybe the sword will come down after a while, but it won't be able to hit you yet."

Yan Hua said weakly, praying in his heart that the man would be less aggressive and that it would be best not to hurt his brother.

Although the three soul saints were not injured, their faces were blackened by the fire. At this moment, veins were pulsing on their foreheads, and they raised their swords to slash at the three of them.

Yan Hua looked at the sword's edge head-on, and thought to himself, this sword really can't hurt his brother, but he will be split in half.

He closed his eyes, preparing to accept the arrival of death, but he felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he could only see Zhao Wuji's hair.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt the weight pressing down on him, and a scream escaped his throat.

"elder brother--!"

(End of this chapter)