Douluo: I am Bibi Dong's guardian sword!

"Are you ready, little brat?" Zhao Wuji asked with a smile.

With Ning Rongrong's increased strength and speed behind him, Tang San felt better than ever before. His fingers began to tremble rapidly, quickly adjusting his condition.

Xuan Tian Gong began to use all his strength, and after shouting "Purple Demonic Eyes" in his heart, his two eyes completely turned purple.

Tang San suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with purple light.

Even in front of him was a Soul Saint who was more than 40 levels higher than him, and he was not afraid at all.

"Teacher Zhao, be careful." After Tang San warned, his palm suddenly passed between his belt, and with a shake, ten subtle cold lights flashed in the air.

What a fast speed!Zhao Wuji was shocked and his martial spirit was immediately released.

After possessing his martial spirit, a two-meter-five-meter-tall bear suddenly appeared behind him and roared. The roar shocked everyone, and everyone showed fear on their faces, except Chen An who was very calm.

Although you, Zao Wuji, are very impressive, I, Chen An, think you are so weak.

What Tang San sent out were ten bone-penetrating needles. Combined with the internal power of Xuantian Kung and the amplified body strength, the power was extremely terrifying.

The harsh sound that broke through the air still made Zhao Wuji despise him.

After he let out a low roar, he directly activated his strongest defensive soul skill, Fudou Mingwang Shen. Strong golden light erupted from his body and could bounce back attacks within three meters of him.

Tang San's ten bone-penetrating needles were aimed at Zhao Wuji's ten vital parts. When they were shot at Zhao Wuji's body, they were all bounced away, without causing any harm to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "These fancy things are still not enough."

Tang San's expression was extremely calm, his hands kept wiping his waist, and then he threw them forward, and he kept launching various hidden weapons.

Lancets, locust stones, bone-penetrating needles, money darts... Tang San's inventory of hidden weapons was being consumed rapidly.

Zhao Wuji could no longer laugh. The attack angles of Tang San's hidden weapons were too tricky, and there were many of them, so the power they fired was not small.

Zhao Wuji knew that if he had not activated the Fudo Ming King Body, his body would have been hit by these densely packed strange hidden weapons.

He was already extremely shocked. The fighting power displayed by this boy was simply beyond the reach of a great soul master.

Zhao Wuji was sure that even the Soul Master or even the Soul Sect would be defeated under such a dense and powerful attack.

He glanced at the incense stick and saw that time was running out.

"I really underestimated you, but it's time to end." Zhao Wuji shouted, and the fourth soul ring suddenly lit up.

Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill was located and tracked. When the soul skill was activated, the fourth soul ring separated from his body, flew to Tang San, and then trapped Tang San.

Zhao Wuji immediately jumped up and jumped towards Tang San.

Tang San was horrified to find that no matter which direction he evaded, Zhao Wuji's body jumping in the air would move in the direction he evaded.

Tang San's eyes flashed coldly, and he stopped. Just as Zhao Wuji was about to land in front of him, a dozen thick blue silver grass sprang up from the ground, tightly tied around Zhao Wuji's body, and pulled him down.

At the same time, he raised his hands, and six crossbow arrows shot out from his sleeves, with a sharp and strong whistling sound.

Zao Wou-Ki's wool will be harvested soon!

Xiao Wu stared at the battlefield excitedly and expectantly, as did Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and others.

When these six crossbow arrows approached Zhao Wuji within three meters, Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly changed, because his body was actually broken open.

Six arrows struck at the vital points of his body. The arrows penetrated into Zhao Wuji's body, leaving only a small section outside.

Tang San was a little surprised when he saw this. Just when he was hesitating to stop attacking, Zhao Wuji roared, and the blue silver grass wrapped around him was instantly shattered.

A powerful aura erupted from Zhao Wuji, and he roared: "Don't go too far, little bastard!"

The second soul ring lit up, and the powerful Vajra Palm soul skill was suddenly activated. The palm instantly became as big as a cattail leaf fan, and it quickly slapped Tang San.

Tang San's expression suddenly changed. After quickly retreating, a dozen faint golden lights flashed out, attacking some parts of Zhao Wuji's body that were not considered vital.

If Zhao Wuji hadn't seen the faint golden light, he wouldn't have noticed this tiny hidden weapon like a hair.

More than a dozen dragon-bearing needles penetrated into Zhao Wuji's body, penetrated deeply, and immediately shrank into a ball inside, pulling on the muscles and fascia inside. The pain was not easily endured by humans.

After Zhao Wuji screamed, he became even more furious, and the gravity-enhancing and gravity-squeezing soul skills acted on Tang San.

Tang San only felt the terrifying pressure squeezing his body, making him unable to move at all. Even his internal organs were subjected to the terrifying squeezing force, and injuries began to appear.

Zhao Wuji was in agony, and some of the dozens of rolled-up dragon needles had penetrated into his internal organs.

In anger, he had already lost his mind.

When Tang San's body was unable to move, his second soul skill, the Powerful Diamond Palm, still struck Tang San.

Tang San still remained calm, his chest muscles trembled, and 64 highly poisonous steel needles shot out from his chest, all of which penetrated into Zhao Wuji's body.

This is his hidden weapon, called innuendo.

The steel needle contained the poison of the Datura snake, and the poison acted quickly. Zhao Wuji found that his strength was rapidly declining.

He was even more angry and it had reached the point where if he stopped, he would lose.

Being injured by Tang San's many weird weapons, if he stopped now, he really couldn't swallow this breath. He had to teach Tang San a deep lesson to suppress Tang San's arrogance.

Just when the big hand of the cattail leaf fan was about to hit Tang San, his head lowered slightly, his back muscles shook hard, and a large and more powerful crossbow arrow suddenly sneaked out from behind him.

The arrow directly penetrated Zhao Wuji's body and flew out from behind, bringing out a large amount of blood.

"You little bastard!" Zhao Wuji roared loudly and slapped Tang San hard with his big hand.

After hitting Tang San, he had canceled the gravitational squeeze on Tang San. Otherwise, Tang San would be squeezed in place, and coupled with his slap, his body would definitely be turned into pulp.

Tang San's body shot out like a cannonball, and while he was in mid-air, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and then smashed a human-shaped hole into a wooden house.

Tang San was lying on the ground in the wooden house with a smile on his face. He finally succeeded. The moment he was shot away, he saw that the incense stick had been burned out.

He actually survived for a stick of incense under a soul saint.

But the severe pain radiating from all parts of his body was a little unbearable for him.

When he looked inside to check his physical condition, he was shocked.

His internal organs had been severely damaged and he was bleeding profusely.

He then looked outside and saw Zhao Wuji spitting out black blood and then falling to the ground with a thud.

"I...defeated the Soul Saint?" Tang San was a little shocked, and then he felt violent dizziness, and his vision went black and he completely lost consciousness.