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This is the Dragon Beard Needle, which is ranked eighth on the Tang Sect Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions list. It has extremely strong defense-breaking ability, disappears without a trace, and is hard to detect. Moreover, when it is shot into the body, it will lose its internal power or soul power. After being supported, it will re-roll into a ball, causing secondary damage. If you don't use the right method, if you want to take it out, you must shave off the flesh and blood together. It can be said to be an extremely cruel hidden weapon.

This kind of hidden weapon could only be used against enemies. This time, Tang San had no choice but to use it.

Not only because Xiao Wu was hurt, but also because of the burden of whether the four of them could pass the test, Tang San naturally thought that he should shoulder this burden, so he had to survive the remaining half stick of incense.

A few years ago, this burden should have been borne by Bai Hao, because at that time, Bai Hao had the highest soul power, the strongest strength, and the oldest among them. He was the leader of their small team of four. core.

But as Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Bai Xiaopang's soul power increased, and Bai Hao's soul power continued to stagnate, his mentality was affected, and he became more and more taciturn, the core position of the team naturally gradually shifted from Bai Hao When it comes to Tang San, reaching this position requires shouldering this responsibility.

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Tang San connected his fingers and used his unique mysterious technique to shoot out all the Dragon Beard Needles. Each Dragon Beard Needle was as invisible as a shadow, and they all shot towards Zhao Wuji. However, this time, Tang San stayed cautious. He did not shoot Zhao Wuji's eyes, head, lower body and other key parts because he knew the power of the dragon's beard needle.

Although Zhao Wuji did not catch the trace of the Dragon Beard Needle, he saw Tang San's movements and naturally knew what Tang San must have done. However, he was more confident in his not "moving the Ming King's body", no matter what Tang San did Nothing can break his defense.

However, the next moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt something shot into his body, and the pain that penetrated his flesh spread throughout his body. Even though he was strong, he couldn't help but tremble. He could still endure the pain, but this was just It has just begun, but the enjoyment is yet to come.

Those dragon beard needles lost the support of soul power (or the inner power of Xuantian Kung), and the thin needles curled into balls. Think about the pain caused by the thin needles turning into balls in the muscles, it really goes deep into the bone marrow. Deep into his soul, at this moment Zao Wuji could no longer hold back.

"roar~"

A huge roar was deafening, not only spreading pain, but also mixed with great anger.

"Boy, you totally pissed me off."

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was a little overwhelmed by anger, and his fifth soul ring lit up. It was a black soul ring, indicating that he was using a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

"No, Teacher Zhao is angry. How can Tang San be able to withstand his fifth soul skill?" Dai Mubai was a little worried that Teacher Zhao would lose his sense of control.

When he saw Zhao Wuji's fifth soul ring light up, even though he didn't know what soul skill it was, Tang San also knew that it was a ten-thousand-year soul skill that he could never catch, so he immediately started to dodge.

Zhao Wuji's fifth soul skill was Gravity Squeezing, and when combined with his third soul skill Gravity Enhancement, it could exert a better effect. How could Tang San avoid it?

Suddenly, Tang San felt strong squeezing pressure coming from all directions, and his body was instantly imprisoned. His body also became extremely heavy, as if he was being pressed by a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

Do you want to use that martial spirit?

Tang San was hesitating, but Zhao Wuji didn't give Tang San a chance. He struck with a palm, and a golden giant palm shadow directly hit Tang San and knocked Tang San away.

It's my turn to perform!

Bai Hao jumped to catch Tang San, "Xiao San, are you okay?"

"Ahem!" A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Tang San's mouth, "Brother, I'm fine, but..."

"You're bleeding profusely, how can you call it okay?" Bai Hao slowly put Tang San down, "You have done enough, leave the remaining quarter of the incense stick to me."

"Little Fatty, take good care of Mistress."

"Okay, brother."

Dai Mubai was also worried about Tang San's injury and ran over. Although he and Tang San had only known each other for two days, they were not acquainted without fighting. The more they flirted, the deeper they became. This is the relationship between men.

"Oscar, sausage!"

"Boss Dai, this...isn't this not good?" Ning Rongrong ate all of Oscar's "special sausages" because they tasted so good. The rest were just ordinary sausages. He had to use his soul skills to make them again. Just production.

Normally it would be okay, but it would still be a bit unspeakable for him to shout those words in front of the girl he cares about.

"What's not good? It's important to save people!" Dai Mubai urged.

"Oh." Oscar reluctantly agreed, and immediately three soul rings rose from his feet, yellow and purple, and then he heard Oscar yell: "I have a big sausage!"

After reciting the incantation, the soul power was directed towards Oscar's palm, the light shone brightly, and a sausage appeared in the palm of his hand.

"puff!"

Ning Rongrong had just finished eating the sausage and was still savoring the aftertaste. She was still thinking: I didn't expect sausage to be so delicious? But when he heard this, he immediately vomited, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he shouted angrily: "Rogue!" He turned around and ran away, obviously having no shame to stay any longer.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been aloof, showed a hint of blush on his face when he heard this.

But there's nothing you can do about it. This spell must be recited loudly to be effective.

"Rongrong..." Oscar quickly handed the sausage to Dai Mubai, and then chased Ning Rongrong. While chasing him, he shouted: "Rongrong, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think."

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"Teacher Zhao, the incense hasn't been burned yet, so it's up to me to survive this last moment."

After Zhao Wuji injured Tang San, he realized that he was impulsive and shouldn't have been so harsh. He originally planned to end the test and let them pass directly, but when he heard what Bai Hao said, he changed his mind. , he then thought that Bai Hao had never made a move, but he wanted to see what capital Bai Hao had to say such a thing?

"This is Tang San's senior brother, named Bai Hao. The martial spirit is the eyes. What can these eyes be used for? At most, they can see clearly. Who would have thought that he would dare to fight against Teacher Zhao?" Dai Mubai acted as He started to explain, deliberately came to Zhu Zhuqing's side to find a topic, and even ignored the injured Tang San. It was really inhumane to the opposite sex.

Dai Mubai is right to have such an idea. After all, in this era, this kind of body martial soul is considered a semi-waste martial soul.

"Nothing is absolute. If the martial soul is useless, how can it reach more than levels under the age of twelve?" Zhu Zhuqing responded in a calm tone.

Dai Mubai just wanted to forcefully find a topic and didn't think so carefully.

"Xuemei Zhu is right, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters." Dai Mubai decisively stole Tang San's words, and instantly felt that his own style was different.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Dai Mubai, obviously a little surprised that he could say such a thing.

As soon as they finished speaking, Bai Hao also released his martial spirit. Of course, he only released his first martial spirit. His pupils turned blood red with a unique black mark.

Black and white soul rings rose from Bai Hao's feet, and an icy aura descended on the audience...

Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing were all shocked...

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