Hunt down the protagonist from Douluo

Yang Wudi looked at Tang San lying on the ground coldly, and mocked: "With this little ability, do you dare to call yourself the deputy sect master of Luo Shen Sect?"

When the three clan leaders, Tai Tan, Niu Gao, and Bai He, saw this, their expressions changed drastically. They exchanged glances with each other, and then they all took a step forward, blocking in front of Tang San.

Tai Tan said in a deep voice: "Yang Wudi, don't go too far. Although Tang San is slightly weaker than you, he is a member of our Luo Shen Sect after all. If you humiliate him like this, you are slapping our Luo Shen Sect in the face."

Bai He also nodded, "Yes, Old Goat, if you do this, it will only intensify the conflicts between our four sects, which is not good for everyone."

Yang Wudi looked at them with a gloomy expression, "Huh, that's nice to say. You just want to unite and suppress our Po Clan. I tell you, as long as I'm here, you can't even think about it."

At this time, Tang San felt that his dignity had been insulted. He gritted his teeth hard and yelled: "Look at my dog ​​fist!" The sound reverberated in the air like thunder, making the leaves rustle.

Immediately afterwards, Tang San's figure moved like a gust of wind, and he instantly passed over Tai Tai, Niu Gao, and Bai He. His steps were flexible and strange, like a hunting hound.

His hands were waving rapidly, like dog paws, bringing up strong winds.

Yang Wudi looked at Tang San with a calm expression. When Tang San's attack was approaching, he waved the soul-breaking gun lightly, and an invisible force greeted him.

"Bang!" Two powerful forces collided in the air, making a loud noise. Invisible shock waves overflowed, shaking the surrounding leaves and petals and causing them to fall down.

In this contest of strength, Tang San was clearly at a disadvantage. His expression became more and more solemn, and his aura began to become disordered.

But Tang San didn't give up. He clenched his fists and prepared to use the second form of Dog Fist. The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry.

He tapped his feet lightly, and his body instantly rose into the air. At the same time, he waved his hands quickly, as sharp as dog claws, with a hint of cruelty.

At this moment, Yang Wudi made a move, and the soul-breaking gun in his hand cut through the air like a silver lightning bolt, heading straight for Tang San's throat with the sharp gun air.

However, Tang San seemed to have expected it. He turned sharply in the air and cleverly avoided Yang Wudi's fatal shot. Then he dwarfed and jumped behind Yang Wudi like a real hound.

Before Yang Wudi could react, Tang San had already launched an attack. He kicked the ground violently with both feet, his body popped up like a cannonball, and his hands turned into claws and pounced hard on Yang Wudi.

This time the tiger pounced so quickly that Yang Wudi felt a strong wind coming from behind him. His feet were unsteady and he almost fell to the ground. He quickly waved his hand and stabilized his body.

In anger, Yang Wudi turned around and swung out a spear. This spear was completely different from before. The tip of the spear flashed with blue soul power, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by the soul power driven by this spear. There was a piercing scream.

This shot is called "Shocking Shot" and is Yang Wudi's sixth soul skill.

The soul power attached to the tip of the spear can not only tear the air, but also directly attack the enemy's soul, causing unimaginable damage.

When Tang San saw this, he didn't dare to be careless. At the same time, he retreated sharply, waving his hands quickly to resist the attack of the gun. Then he advanced instead of retreating, and once again pounced on Yang Wudi like a hound.

He clenched his hands into fists and struck Yang Wudi's chest with strong wind.

This punch is exactly the third form of Dog Fist - Dog Luo Pingyang!

As his body fell, Tang San's aura became stronger and stronger, as if he transformed into a giant dog descending from the sky, carrying endless power and anger. The surrounding air seemed to be oppressed by his momentum, making a harsh scream.

"Drink!" A low drink came from Tang San's mouth, and then, his right fist struck Yang Wudi fiercely.

This punch seemed to carry the power of a violent storm, hitting Yang Wudi's chest hard.

"Boom..."

A loud noise echoed in the air.

Yang Wudi only felt as if he had been hit hard by a mountain peak. The huge force made it impossible for him to stand still. His figure was violently knocked away like a leaf, and he took dozens of steps back. Only then could he barely keep his figure steady.

With every step back, Yang Wudi's expression became even uglier. He could clearly feel that the soul power in his body was fluctuating crazily, as if it might break out of his body at any time. And the tearing pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The surrounding air seemed to become solemn at this moment, and several cracks appeared on the marble floor in the courtyard at this moment, as if it was shaken by that powerful force.

At this moment, Luo Chen walked out from the side with A Yin in his arms, and their figures were looming in the light and shadow, like a couple of gods and gods.

Luo Chen was wearing a blue robe, with the hem of the robe fluttering gently, looking very elegant. His face was sharp and angular, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he could see through everything.

Ah Yin wore a silver dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming white lotus. Her long hair was draped softly on her shoulders, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

Facing everyone's gaze, Ah Yin felt a little uncomfortable. She looked up at Luo Chen, a trace of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

However, Luo Chen smiled slightly at her, as if to say: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Ah Yin bit her lip and finally made up her mind. She stood on tiptoes and kissed Luo Chen's face gently. This kiss was like a spring breeze blowing over the lake, soft and warm.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, his eyes full of endearment. He patted Ah Yin on the shoulder, then looked at Yang Wudi and said, "Elder Yang, are you willing to join our Luo Shen Sect now?" His voice was not loud, but But it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Yang Wudi held the soul-breaking gun in his hand, sighed and said: "I didn't expect that a pigtail with no ears and fingers from your Luo Shen Sect could be so powerful. It seems that your sect leader is even more unfathomable. No wonder my third elder Brothers have chosen to follow you, okay I will join, but you have to promise me that this Luo Shen Sect cannot have anything to do with the Haotian Sect."

Luo Chen nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you, Luo Shen Sect will not only have nothing to do with Haotian, but will also seek justice from Haotian Sect on your behalf in the future, and even destroy Haotian Sect... "

His voice was firm and powerful, as if he had endless confidence.

Yang Wudi looked at Luo Chen, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He seemed not to have expected that Luo Chen would agree to his conditions so readily.

Luo Chen smiled with satisfaction, and held A Yin tightly in his arms again, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

Ah Yin's body is soft and elastic, her skin is as smooth as jade, exuding a light fragrance.

Luo Chen gently touched her belly. It felt like fine silk, which made him feel love in his heart.

Ah Yin raised her head slightly and let Luo Chen hug her. Her eyes were full of tenderness and submission, and her lips were slightly open, as if she was waiting for Luo Chen's kiss.