Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

"These wolf thieves not only rob, but also kill humans as their food."

"Women stayed behind temporarily to be raped. Those who were not pregnant would also become their food. That's why they brought the bodies of the villagers with them."

After hearing this, the women all took a deep breath, but the murderous intent in their eyes suddenly became stronger.

Zhu Zhuqing said in a deep voice:

"These wolf thieves are not easy to deal with. Five hundred wolf thieves can defeat a regular army of ten thousand people. The wolf thieves are extremely powerful and can control the power of wind to a certain extent. They are equivalent to the existence of low-level soul beasts."

"The strength of each wolf thief is no less than that of a soul master of level 30 or 40. Furthermore, they are bloodthirsty by nature and will not stop fighting once they are attacked."

"It's extremely difficult to deal with. Fortunately, Xiaosan is cautious, otherwise we would have faced their siege if we rushed up."

Huo Wu couldn't help but said:

"What should we do? Just forget it?"

Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly.

"In the Star Luo Empire, there used to be several groups of wolf thieves roaming around, causing endless harm. Now that we have encountered them, how can we just let them go?"

Yun Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally said with a smile:

"Don't worry, just let's fight, I will tell you everything!"

After Zhu Zhuqing heard this, he said directly:

"I will never leave until I kill them all. This kind of creature should not exist on the mainland. Come with me."

Soon, they had caught up to the rear of the wolf bandit army, covered by the bloody aura emanating from the corpses of the villagers.

So it was not discovered.

The closer the distance, the more clearly the women could see the tragic death of the villagers' bodies.

The wolf thieves who walked on the plains in the mountains and forests even tore off some muscles from the corpses and chewed them in their mouths.

"kill!"

When everyone heard that Tang San was going to make a bet with Yang Wudi, their expressions became weird.

However, although Tang San's method was old-fashioned, it was obviously very effective, especially when used on a proud and headstrong person like Yang Wudi, the effect was extraordinary.

Yang Wudi snorted coldly.

"Are you worthy of betting with me?"

Tang San smiled calmly.

"Senior, don't you dare?"

Yang Wudi said disdainfully:

"How many rounds can you last in my hands?"

Tang San shook his head.

"No, I want to bet with senior. If I beat senior, I don't want anything else. I just ask senior to promise me one thing. If I lose, I will let senior do whatever he wants. How about that?"

Yang Wudi really suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. The young man in front of him, who looked like he was only in his early twenties, was actually competing against himself, an eighty-two-level Contra.

It was an intolerable contempt for him.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are such a reckless young man, I want to see how you can compete with me."

"As long as you can defeat me, let alone one thing, even if it is ten or a hundred things, even my old life will be yours."

Tang San smiled slightly, his goal had been achieved, what was left was a competition of strength.

He quickly took five steps back, opened the distance between himself and Yang Wudi, and said to Yang Wudi with the courtesy of a junior:

"Junior Tang San, the sixty-sixth level control system war spirit emperor, has asked the senior for advice."

Level sixty-six?

A question mark suddenly appeared in Yang Wudi's heart, but he immediately said coldly:

"Yang Wudi, a level 82 power attack type fighting spirit Douluo."

The martial spirits were released from both of them in an instant.

The fact that Yang Wudi was called the Old Goat did not mean that his martial spirit was that of a goat. It was just a joke made by the heads of the four clans when he was young.

The martial spirit appeared in his right hand, which was a two-foot long spear.

The spear was completely black and shone with a cold luster. The shaft was eight feet long and the wide tip was four feet long.

The barrel of the gun was as thick as an ordinary person's arm, with two yellow, two purple, and four black. Eight optimally matched soul rings appeared on the gun body at the same time, shining up and down around the two-foot-long spear, suddenly blooming with incomparable dazzling brilliance.

That's right, the soul-breaking soul of the Po clan is the gun, the soul-breaking gun.

After getting the spear, Yang Wudi did not attack immediately. As an elder and a Soul Douluo, he naturally had to wait for Tang San to release all his spirits before he could take action.

Tang San naturally understood this, so he released his martial spirit calmly.

Blue light shone, and a blue silver grass jumped out from the palm of his right hand. Then, his six soul rings that could completely symbolize his identity quietly came out.

Rhyming up and down around your own body.

"Your martial spirit is not the Clear Sky Hammer?"

After Tang San revealed the spirit ring, Yang Wudi's voice was obviously not as arrogant and cold as before.

Facing a powerful opponent, an outstanding soul master, his emotional change stemmed from the word respect.

Tang San smiled calmly.

"Senior will see my Clear Sky Hammer."

After Tang San said this, he found that when Yang Wudi held his dark, thick iron spear, his whole person had become different.

All the previous emotional changes seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, and all the essence, energy, and spirit were completely condensed on the iron gun in his hand.

No matter what it is, it can't interfere with his current mood.

Seeing this, Tang San's face suddenly became solemn, and he could completely focus on his martial spirit, leaving nothing else but his gun.

Such a state has told him a lot. Today's battle must be extremely difficult.

Yang Wudi looked at Tang San coldly.

"are you ready?"

For him, no matter what the opponent is, it will not affect his mentality. He can only always maintain the belief that he will win.

He can use his strongest "break" when his momentum reaches its peak without any situation affecting his opponent.

Nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible, and the first person to be hypnotized is yourself.

"please."

Tang San let out a low drink, his body moved slightly, and countless bluesilver grass rushed out from around his body.

The reason why he dared to challenge Yang Wudi head-on was because he understood his opponent's weaknesses.

All the abilities of the Broken Clan are in attack, and as a control soul master, he will have a great advantage with his own restriction.

The key to victory or defeat lies in whether he can significantly restrain Yang Wudi and whether he can break Yang Wudi's momentum with his own restriction skills.

"Hey."

Yang Wudi suddenly shouted and swung the spear forward. When the tip of the spear pointed directly at Tang San, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the spear.

The powerful aura that suddenly rose up was even more terrifying than Tang San's Killing God Domain.

The extremely sharp terrifying aura went straight to Tang San's chest.

He followed the gun and without any extra movement, it pierced Tang San's chest in a straight line.

The blue silver grass moved, and along with Tang San's first spirit ring shining, the blue silver winding skill moved.

The blue silver that swarmed out suddenly wrapped around Yang Wudi's body.

Yang Wudi didn't seem to notice those blue silver grass branches shining with blue light, his movements didn't change at all, and his eyes were always locked on Tang San.

The momentum is constantly rising.

Almost instantly, Tang San realized the terror of Yang Wudi. The first spirit ring also lit up on Yang Wudi's body.

A burst of explosive energy suddenly burst out from his body, and the bluesilver grass that was originally entangled with him was blown away, unable to complete the effect of the skill.

But Yang Wudi's own momentum reached its peak during this explosion.

Tang San clearly felt that his body actually became sluggish in the face of that terrifying aura.

In his consciousness, it was as if he had been penetrated by that terrifying spear. (End of chapter)

Chapter 338 Explosion!

boom--

Yang Wudi's body hit hard on the blue silver grass that instantly rose up and turned into a blue silver cage. The explosive energy collided with the blue silver grass, making a series of teeth-piercing sounds.

In order to stop him, Tang San had to use his fourth soul skill.

At the same time, the third soul skill was also released instantly, and a huge spider web moved towards Yang Wudi who was trapped in the blue silver cage.

However, Tang San still underestimated the broken character of the Po Clan. With Yang Wudi's spear thrust out, there was no possibility of stopping.

Even though his body paused, he still completed his attack.

He slammed the tail of the gun with his left hand, and his body was trapped in the blue silver cage, but the spear suddenly accelerated and flew towards Tang San's chest.

That feeling of indomitableness made everyone feel a chilling atmosphere.

What a brutal shot.

The tyrannical energy carried the terrifying spear, which directly pushed up the cobweb restraint behind him, and then pierced through it instantly. The tip of the spear was already in front of Tang San.

At this moment, Tang San's body had become extremely sluggish under the terrifying aura, unable to take a step at all, let alone dodge.

The third soul ring on the spear shone brightly, and a layer of black light suddenly burst out from the tip of the spear. This was Yang Wudi's third soul skill.

"burst".

His first soul skill "Shock" can break the restraints that are not strong enough, but this explosion will increase the attack power to an even more terrifying level.

Once it stabs any object, the soul power will produce a terrifying explosive force, making the spear more destructive.

However, Yang Wudi's attack still failed in the end, because Tang San's direct movement of Ghost Shadow was avoided.

And the next moment, Tang San had appeared behind Yang Wudi.

At this time, due to the previous indomitable momentum and the thrown spear, Yang Wudi was at a moment when his full output and weak defense were at a disadvantage.

Tang San undoubtedly grasped this opportunity very well.

However, the Po Clan's flaws are so obvious, how come they don't have a way to make up for it?

Yang Wudi didn't even turn around, the soul-breaking gun had reappeared in his hand, backhand, back stabbing.

The dark spear point stabbed straight behind him.

If the sneak attack fails, then the first thing to be penetrated will be his own chest.

With the additional destructive power of Yang Wudi's soul-breaking gun, if that happens, this competition will be over.

Whether Tang San's hidden weapon could touch him was unknown.

Yang Wudi only used two shots, one forward and one back, to raise Tang San's evaluation of him to a higher level.

These two brutal shots perfectly demonstrated the terrifying attack.

Tang San had only felt the same terrifying attack aura from Yun Feng.

But don’t forget who Yun Feng is, the most powerful genius in the history of the continent!

In desperation, Tang San had to change his movements, raised his upper body suddenly, and kicked the soul-breaking gun with his right foot.

At the same time, with the backward movement, the hidden weapon shoots forward.

As long as one thorn from the poison on the hidden weapon hit, Tang San's goal would be achieved.

However, Yang Wudi's next move had to force Tang San to use Ghost Shadow Tracer again.

The spear slashed down.