Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Tang Ling used his fourth soul skill for the first time in this battle, and Tang San and others also became cautious.

Possessed by the golden armor and armed with the heavy sword, Tang San understood that Tang Ling, holding the sword in his hand, was the most terrifying. His sword had already reached perfection in his previous life.

Tang Ling raised his head slightly and said, "Attention, all attributes of my fourth soul skill have been doubled. Now my soul power cannot control the sword energy, so don't resist."

Since he was not an enemy, Tang Ling reminded them that he was still unable to control the direction, trajectory, and power of the sword energy like in his previous life. Once he took action, he could not take it back. To avoid injury, he naturally could not resist forcefully.

"White Tiger, Fierce Light Wave!" Dai Mubai condensed a ball of light in his mouth. This power obviously exceeded the power of any previous attack.

"Phoenix Fire Line!" Thick flames struck, and the heat made Tang Ling feel uncomfortable breathing.

The cobwebs of the Blue Silver Grass, the continuous launch of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, and the dense attacks could be said to be merciless. Tang Ling clenched the giant sword in his hand, and the remaining soul power gathered together, and the heavy sword rotated with a long sweep, A circle of sword energy light screen was formed, which blocked the attacks of the three people forcefully. This move was called guarding.

At this time, Tang Ling slowly walked over, but in the next second, there was only a shadow left in everyone's eyes. His speed had surpassed Zhu Zhuqing. Even with the Purple Demon Eyes, it was difficult for Tang San to grasp Tang Ling's movements. Ling's movements.

He didn't see anyone, but he saw Ling Rui's sword energy first. Zhu Zhuqing's pupils dilated, and Dai Mubai almost subconsciously rushed towards her. He protected his chest with his claws and blocked the sword energy forcefully, using both arms. There were bloody sword wounds on his body.

Tang Ling's heavy sword was placed on the necks of the two of them. Dai Mubai subconsciously met Tang Ling's eyes. His eyes were sharp, so sharp.

The two of them were naturally eliminated, leaving only Tang San and Ning Weilan.

The master originally wanted to stop, but he saw Tang San's feet spread apart and his hands clenched into fists. In fact, in the eyes of the master, Tang San was obedient and measured. He rarely saw him showing great enthusiasm for one thing, so he held back stopped his thoughts.

"Brother, I know that in terms of soul power and soul skills, I am no match for you, but this is a rare opportunity, and I still want to try it." Tang San took the lead in taking back the Blue Silver Grass.

Ning Weilan was stunned. She didn't know why Tang San suddenly withdrew his martial spirit. She subconsciously looked at Tang Ling, and Tang Ling nodded to her, indicating her end.

Ning Weilan didn't say anything. She should have stepped down when Tang Ling first attacked Oscar. It was Tang Ling's intention to let go that prevented him from killing the three auxiliary soul masters in one go.

Tang Ling actually withdrew his fourth soul skill. You must know that the use of the fourth soul skill consumes a huge amount of soul power. It is impossible to use it even once with Tang Ling's current soul power.

"It's up to you." Tang Ling also stood on the same spot with his bare hands. It was rare that Tang San had the courage to compete with him, so Tang Ling naturally wouldn't refuse.

The ghost shadow under Tang San's feet was not much different from Tang Ling's. He rushed forward quickly, and a series of fast punches came like a rainstorm. Tang Ling swayed a few times, raised his hand, and held it while turning sideways. On his wrist, his thumb pressed down on his palm, exerting force instantly. Tang San felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and then he rotated 360° in the air, neutralizing the force.

Tang San made a flying kick, and Tang Ling rolled on the spot to avoid it. He raised his head suddenly and kicked again. Tang Ling covered his head with both arms, blocking the blow and holding his ankle at the same time. San An couldn't help but kicked him in the abdomen with another foot, and Tang Ling used one hand to chop him down.

On the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridge, one of the holes lit up, and a short knife shot out. As he approached, Tang Ling turned his head, and the short knife passed by his face, leaving a trail of blood.

"You brat." Tang Ling cursed secretly.

With a feint, he closed the distance between the two of them, quickly raised his leg, and kicked Tang San's side mercilessly. Tang San grunted, although this kick couldn't keep up with Xiao Wu's waist, but it was still enough. Not much difference.

Everyone watching the show opened their eyes wide. Why did the style of painting change so quickly? .

Ma Hongjun put his arm on Oscar and took a chicken leg from somewhere. He probably hid it secretly during dinner in the morning, "What happened?"

"Brothers, let's spar?" Oscar also looked unconvinced. How much hatred was there, with hidden weapons and punches and kicks.

Dai Mubai, who was treated by Ning Weilan, also shook his head. He had felt that the relationship between the two brothers was inexplicable before. Everyone could see that Tang San relied on Tang Ling. Although Tang Ling didn't say anything, he was indulgent enough to Tang San. There is a feeling...of an old father?

Tang San's hands turned white jade, which was the Tang Sect's technique, Xuan Jade Hands.

Densely packed hidden weapons were thrown out by him, poisonous and non-poisonous. If Zhao Wuji was here, he must be familiar with those hidden weapons that made him suffer.

From the soul guide, Tang Ling took out an iron sword. It was a very ordinary iron sword that could be easily obtained in the blacksmith shop.

Without the use of soul power, everyone could hear a buzzing sound, which was the sound of the iron sword rapidly rubbing against the air. The extremely powerful hidden weapon was easily defused by him. The so-called four ounces to move a thousand pounds, Tang Ling did not use brute force.

Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes could be seen very clearly. Tang Ling just made them change their movement trajectory, and even a slight provocation was able to resolve them. Even the master couldn't help but sigh, Tang Ling's sword skills were beyond what ordinary people could withstand. It's okay, he has the ability that he is proud of.

The crackling sounds of hidden weapons striking iron swords were heard one after another. The virtual dragon steps under Tang Ling's feet were getting faster and faster, and a whirlpool appeared behind him. Everyone was curious as to when Tang Ling acquired this soul skill. ? But there is no soul power fluctuation? Is it a technique they created themselves?

Tang San's body was actually sucked in by this powerful suction force. This was the first time Tang Ling used the Kunpeng Sky-Swallowing Technique. It was also his famous technique in his previous life. Tang San secretly said that it was not good, but he didn't use his soul power at all. Can't break free.

Tang Ling's cold face kept enlarging in front of him. He grabbed Tang San's neck and picked him up.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu covered her mouth and shouted, running towards Tang San.

Tang Ling looked at Tang San and then looked back, "Is that okay? Your little girlfriend is worried."

"Ahem, cough, cough, I still can't beat you, brother." Tang San coughed a few times, feeling a little disappointed.

"The last thing you should do is let me get close to you. You have to know that your own body skills mostly rely on exercises and hidden weapons. Without the use of soul power, you will be very passive when you are approached." Tang Ling patted him. Tang San's shoulder, like the previous life, gave him some pointers after the fight.

"Brother, I understand." Tang San nodded.

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