Douluo: My soul power will always be ten levels higher than Tang San's

Chapter 22 The domineering Tang Sichen

Su Yuntao sat down cross-legged to prepare for cultivation and recovery. As for the medicine to speed up cultivation and recovery, he did not dare to use it.

Suddenly, a wolf howl was heard, and in an instant, accompanied by a whooshing sound, a group of significantly larger ghost wolves quickly ran out of the dense forest.

Lin Feng looked and saw that the smallest of the group of ghost wolves was two meters in size, and the leader at the front was over four meters in size.

"A four-hundred-year-old Nether Wolf King, and the other six are all over a hundred years old. Yuntao, you have consumed more than half of your soul power. Protect Xiaofeng. This time, it's up to me."

Facing this group of ordinary great soul masters who could only turn around and run away from the soul beasts, Tang Sichen not only showed no fear at all, but instead licked his lips with excitement on his face.

Su Yuntao on the side was not worried at all.

"What a fighting maniac. Hey."

Su Yuntao sighed helplessly. There was no way, it didn't matter that his fiancée was a fighting maniac, but the key was that with Tang Sichen's fighting ability, he could easily defeat Su Yuntao.

Before he finished speaking, Tang Sichen stretched out his right hand, and a faint black light spurted out from his palm. The brilliance condensed instantly, and a strange thing appeared in his palm.

It was a completely black hammer. The hammer handle was about half a foot long. The hammer head was a cylinder. It looked like a miniature casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special aura. The light, the cylindrical hammer head, is surrounded by a faint pattern.

At the same time, two yellow soul rings rose from Tang Sichen's feet!

"Haotian Hammer?!!!"

Lin Feng exclaimed in disbelief when he saw this scene!

Fortunately, he knew that this was a critical moment and he could not disturb Tang Sichen, who was on full alert and preparing to meet the enemy, so he suppressed the urge not to scream in surprise.

Supressing his curiosity for the time being, Lin Feng looked intently at the field, ready to provide support at any time.

There was an explosion of "Bang!", and Tang Sichen jumped up with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand. In the blink of an eye, he jumped into the pack of wolves.

The pack of wolves was alarmed. Amidst the angry howling of the Wolf King, six hundred-year-old ghost wolves opened their mouths and attacked Tang Sichen.

"The first soul skill, the God of Fire Armor."

Tang Sichen in the wolf pack shouted loudly, and his first soul ring flashed, and a ball of red fire exploded from Tang Sichen's body. A fireball with a diameter of five meters instantly formed. Except for the Netherworld Wolf King, the six hundred-year-old Netherworld wolves only had time to let out a brief miserable howl before being devoured by the flames within seconds!

Then, Tang Sichen roared loudly again, and the fire roared and roared back toward Tang Sichen's body!

In an instant, a pair of flaming divine armor was formed!

"Sister Sisi is so amazing."

Lin Feng exclaimed with excitement on his face.

This is the scene where the soul master activates his martial soul and uses soul skills to fight. The special effects are more gorgeous and shocking than the special effects in previous animations!

Lin Feng was immersed in the scene, standing in the hot wind whipped up by the battle.

Listening to the whistling wind in his ears, Lin Feng's blood surged in his body, his body trembled violently, and his desire to fight became stronger and stronger!

"Brother Tao, compared to Sister Sisi, you are so weak!"

The emotional Lin Feng complained to Su Yuntao next to him.

Su Yuntao rolled his eyes at Lin Feng and did not defend himself. He continued to look at Tang Sichen in the field with fascination, like a flaming goddess of war.

"Ow!"

A shrill wolf howl sounded.

The Netherworld Wolf King raised his head and howled wildly, and his huge body suddenly shook.

"Sister Sisi, be careful, this is the skill of the Netherworld Wolf King, the Shadow Clone!"

At this time, in the field, as Lin Feng's words fell, six identical ghost wolf kings, who could not tell the real from the fake, surrounded Tang Sichen.

Facing six behemoths that were over four meters in size, the petite Tang Sichen did not show any fear at this time.

Tang Sichen, who was full of fighting spirit, held the hammer in both hands and shouted excitedly, "The second soul skill, tornado killing!"

Under Lin Feng's gaze, Tang Sichen was wearing the Fire Armor, holding a hammer in both hands, spinning crazily around his body, and suddenly turned into a tornado.

The six wolf kings, which were hard to distinguish between real and fake, howled miserably and were violently strangled by the tornado almost instantly!

"Is it so violent?" Lin Feng exclaimed.

"Xiao Feng, how are you? Isn't your sister awesome?"

After the storm subsided, Tang Sichen, whose soul power was almost exhausted, was wearing the God of Fire Armor, and turned to show off to Lin Feng in the rain of blood.

"That's amazing, Sisi is so domineering!" Lin Feng praised sincerely.

"Okay Sisi, stop yelling, put away your martial spirit and come back quickly."

Su Yuntao, who knew Tang Sichen well, greeted.

Despite Tang Sichen's seemingly easy domination, he was actually at the end of his strength.

Six hundred-year-old Netherworld wolves, plus a four-hundred-year-old Wolf King. If it were an ordinary great soul master, there would probably not even be any scum left at this time.

Tang Sichen, who had exhausted his soul power, had just put away his martial soul and had not taken a few steps.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and a rustling sound clearly passed into Lin Feng's ears. There seemed to be a bit of fishy smell in the air. The fishy smell was not strong, and even had a touch of sweetness and sweetness. The aroma of tea.

Lin Feng's nose moved and he subconsciously blurted out, "Poison."

Lin Feng used his soul power with all his strength and looked at the direction of the rustling sound with vigilance. Vaguely, he seemed to see a dark green tiger head standing up in the bushes, with a pair of ruby ​​eyes looking in their direction. It seems.

"Sister Sisi, over there." Lin Feng pointed in the direction of the tiger's raised head.

At this time, Tang Sichen had no time to think about why Lin Feng could see places that he couldn't see either. He quickly took out a fire folder from his arms and threw it in that direction.

The fire ignited in the wind and illuminated the area while rolling. This time, Tang Sichen also saw the presence of the tiger's head. Take a breath of cold air from your mouth,

"It has the head of a tiger and the body of a snake. It's a mysterious tiger python. Why would such a vicious guy appear outside the Soul Hunting Forest? I hope it's ten years old."

Sisi, Sisi, as if irritated by Huo Zhezi, the tiger's head slowly raised, the long snake-like tongue in its mouth stretched out and trembled, making a wisp of sound towards Tang Sichen.

Su Yuntao, who was next to Lin Feng, said in a deep voice: "Xiao Feng, the Xuanming Tiger Python is extremely toxic. It not only has a paralyzing effect, but is also very destructive to the body's nerves.

However, the most terrifying thing is not its poison, but its native skill, Xuanming Breath.

Xuan Ming's breath has extremely strong ice properties, which can not only slow down the soul master's movements, but can even slow down the soul master's thinking and soul power. It is the most terrifying existence among the soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest.

Also, the Xuanming Tiger Python's body is extremely tough and cannot be damaged by ordinary swords. Its only weak point is its eyes.

But Xuanming Tiger Python has always protected its position very well, and its speed is extremely fast. The scariest thing is its aggressiveness. It almost always attacks humans when it encounters them. "

(End of this chapter)