Legend of sword and shield of Douluo

Tang San held Xiao Wu and walked to Ning Rongrong and said, "Can you please help me take care of Xiao Wu."

Ning Rongrong took Xiao Wu and said, "Uh, oh, okay."

After settling Xiao Wu, Tang San walked to a place about 20 meters opposite Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji was also stunned and said, "Oh, little baby, haven't you been convinced by me yet?"

Tang San said, "I don't want to continue the exam with you."

Xiao Wu is Tang San's Ni Lin. The two have been living together since they were six years old, just like Chen Song and Ning Rongrong, their childhood sweethearts.

"I want to have a formal competition with you. The time is one stick of incense. If I can hold on for one stick of incense, then you will let all five of us pass."

Zhao Wuji was surprised and said, "Oh, are you kidding me? All five of you lost just now, but you alone?"

Chensong shook his head and said, "Then count me in." Chensong walked up to Tang San and lightly punched Tang San on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, they are really two interesting little dolls, affectionate and righteous, but can you represent the three of them!"

Tang San can represent Xiao Wu, but there are also Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.Tang San naturally cannot represent everyone.

Ning Rongrong said, "We are a team, and Tang San is the commander, so he can naturally represent all of us."

Zhu Zhuqing had just regained consciousness. Although it was difficult to move, he still nodded with difficulty.

Zao Wuji took out an incense stick, burned it on the ground and said, "Let's get started!"

Chensong took the lead to start running, and Tang San also stepped on the ghost shadow, one on the left and one on the right, with Zhao Wuji maintaining his position in tandem. At the same time, Tang San continued to take out different hidden weapons from the 24th Bridge on the Moonlit Night, and then Throwing various hidden weapons of different shapes like Zhao Wuji, these were the hidden weapons that Tang San had practiced in his previous life.

Although it was not very powerful, it was better in numbers. The crackling attacks were in front of Zhao Wuji's body.

Chensong used his sword control skills and controlled various hidden weapons that fell on the ground beside Zhao Wuji to hit the back of Zhao Wuji's body again.

Zhao Wuji was immediately beaten into a daze. He covered his face with his hands, unable to even raise his head and unable to fight back.

Zhao Wuji secretly said, "Let me see how many of these messy things you have."

But a full minute passed, and hidden weapons were still attacking Zhao Wuji everywhere as if they were free. Even Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong who were watching the battle were dumbfounded and couldn't help but think.

"This is the first time these two people have cooperated together. They work together so well. People who don't know it might think that they have been trained for many years."

Ning Rongrong said, "Why doesn't Dean Zhao fight back? These attacks can't break his defense."

Dai Mubai's eyes were venomous, and he saw the reason and said, "Because Tang San's accuracy is so good, every time he attacks Dean Zhao's eyes, throat, heart, these weak parts of the human body, but Chen Song is different. The force of each of his blows is greater than that of Tang San, and he has been weakening Dean Zhao's defense."

"So Dean Zhao can only guard his vital parts, and then watch his defense being broken, but he can't get rid of it!"

Zhao Wuji saw his Fudo Mingwang body being disintegrated bit by bit by these gadgets, but he was unable to fight back. With a fierce punch, he punched the ground directly, and a force was injected into the ground.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement!"

The two people who were still spinning around Zhao Wuji suddenly felt their legs sink, and it was difficult to even move. The hidden weapons could only barely touch Zhao Wuji but could not cause harm.

Zhao Wuji glanced at the incense and saw that there was less than half left. He was the Immovable King and was beaten like this by two 12-year-old children. If word spread, he might as well be hit to death!

Zhao Wuji targeted Tang San, because all the hidden weapons were from Tang San's hands, and Chen Song only controlled them, and with Chen Song's defense power, he couldn't figure out how much force he should use without hurting Chen Song. Under the premise of hundreds of dust pine.

"The fourth soul skill, location tracking!"

Driven by his soul power, Zhao Wuji rushed towards Tang San with his palm. Due to gravity, Tang San could not avoid it.

"The third soul skill, shield cage!"

A purple spirit ring slowly floated up from Chensong's feet, and just a second before Zhao Wuji attacked Tang San, a black cage covered with spikes enveloped Tang San.

Zhao Wuji's palm could only barely break the cage.

At the moment when the shield cage shattered, several golden needles directly broke through Zhao Wuji's defense and shot into his body. It was Xuantian Baolu, the eighth hidden weapon - the Dragon Beard Needle! ! !

Zhao Wuji grunted and took a step back, stumbling slightly. At this moment, Tang San summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and in pursuit of the victory, he hit Zhao Wuji in the face. Zhao Wuji took advantage of the situation and took a step back, but the hammer actually gave him a slight blow. pressure.

Since every hammer in the Haotian Sect looked different, Zhao Wuji thought that the small hammer was also Tang San's hidden weapon.

Seeing Zhao Wuji retreating back to avoid Tang San's hammer, Chensong already had a spiral pill in his right hand and used the golden light shield to teleport and pounced behind Zhao Wuji.

A moment, just a staggering moment, no more than two breaths.

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First, Zhao Wuji retreated, his back pressed against Chen Song's Rasengan, then he was pushed towards Tang San, and then Zhao Wuji's face came into close contact with Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer.

Zhao Wuji, whose defense had been broken long ago, received a solid blow from the two men and was knocked out directly.

A large cloud of dust was raised on the ground.

However, according to the law of smoke and no harm, the larger the dust on the ground, the less likely it is that something will happen.

Zhao Wuji's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from being beaten. Just when he was about to use the powerful Vajra Palm again, Dai Mubai shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! Time's up! The assessment is over!"

Naturally, Zhao Wuji would not avenge his personal revenge. He just sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly recovered. He never expected that a small hammer with an inconspicuous handle could be so powerful, and his head was still buzzing now.

At this time, Chensong and Tang San were also extremely weak, especially Tang San, whose soul power had already bottomed out, and he collapsed and leaned back, but luckily Dai Mubai's quick eyes and hands quickly supported Tang San.

Ning Rongrong also hurriedly ran over to support Chensong and said, "You are indeed my Ning Rongrong's good brother. You really make me look good! Hehehe!"

Dai Mubai shouted at Oscar who was standing aside, "Hurry up and make some sausages!"

Only then did Oscar recover from the shock and said, "Oh, I have a big sausage! I have a big sausage!..."

He conjured several sausages in a row, then stopped and handed them to Chen Song, Tang San and Zhao Wuji respectively.

Looking at the sausage handed over by Oscar, Tang San held his forehead and said, "Your soul curse is really disgusting!"

On the contrary, Chensong directly took the sausage and ate it. In his previous life, all kinds of beautiful words with * appeared in endlessly. This soul curse is just a child playing house!

After taking a bite of the sausage, Chensong felt that his soul power was rapidly recovering. This was simply the blue bottle of blood medicine in the game. It was a pity that the sausage he made could only last for a few minutes, otherwise he would have to save a hundred and eighty in the ring. Ten!