Douluo Saiyan Legend

A group of people were gearing up on the sidelines. Seeing Wukong being so excited, he was also eager to try two moves.

After hearing Wukong's call, indicating that they were ready to go on stage, Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately stepped forward.

After flexing their muscles and bones, the two of them each summoned their own martial spirits.

Blue Silver Grass and Silky Bone Rabbit.

These two martial spirits were really well matched, no wonder Tang San was a bit of a henpecker.

Tang San and Xiao Wu just walked to the clearing stupidly, even the plan they wanted to discuss at the beginning was gone. Anyway, in the eyes of book friends, his real plan was probably that after Xiao Wu was injured, he could Bye.

Behind him, Zhu Zhuqing watched as Tang San Xiaowu also summoned her own martial spirit and started walking towards the clearing. She was not willing to be outdone and used her own martial spirit.

The ghost civet cat is different from Xiao Wu's martial spirit. Zhu Zhuqing's martial spirit is more like that of Zhao Wuji. The shadow of a spirit beast appears behind him.

Yellow, purple, and purple, three super powerful soul rings slowly appeared next to Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was about to fight, Wukong walked to her side and told Zhu Zhuqing how to deal with Zhao Wuji.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded understandingly.

Dai Mubai, who was watching the show on the side, wanted to go up and stop Zhu Zhuqing, but Wukong gave out a hint of domineering aura, which overwhelmed him and made him breathless.

How many women did this guy have sex with, and how many men did those women have sex with?

If you are infected with AIDS, haha!

"You!" Dai Mubai looked at Wukong with some anger in his eyes. Isn't it okay for him to touch his fiancée?Although she has been snatched away by him now, she is still his fiancée in name.

"I'll give you a shot of vaccination first. If you keep pestering Zhuqing like this, I don't care if you are a prince or not."

"I can kill you at any time!" Wukong burst out with a strong murderous intention, but he skillfully blocked the aura from the outside world, so now only Dai Mubai and Wukong can feel this murderous intention.

"..."

Dai Mubai fell silent and did not speak. He felt that he was so small and powerless now, and he did not even have the strength to snatch back his fiancée.

Suddenly he thought.

Since there is no way to forcefully separate the two of them, let Zhu Zhuqing return to his hands.

It would be better to let Zhu Zhuqing come back on his own initiative.

Dai Mubai was aware of this plan entirely because three years ago, Wukong brought another girl whose appearance, figure, and temperament were not inferior to Zhu Zhuqing's to stay at the Rose Hotel for one night.

At that time, Dai Mubai specially investigated them (her), and that girl was naturally Hu Liena.

"Ha, since I can't stand up to you head-on, why not let Zhu Zhuqing take the initiative to return to my hand?" Dai Mubai curled his lips and showed a wicked smile.

As a veteran in love, it is not easy for him to use this method to break up the woman he likes.

"Just wait, Sun Wukong. When I become the most powerful being on this continent in the future, I will let you see what cruelty is." The two calculations Dai Mubai made in his heart were very precise and full of heart. Machine man.

Unfortunately.

Dai Mubai's evil smile was just caught by Wukong's peripheral vision.

"Oh? Are you planning to plot against me?"

"Interesting, I want to see what kind of calculation he has." Wukong ignored Dai Mubai's plan, because in his eyes, Dai Mubai could no longer afford to do anything.

In his previous life, as a century magician, he not only had to have superb skills, but also had superior psychology. With Dai Mubai's little calculation, couldn't Wukong still guess it?

There were cracks everywhere in this large open space, and the blue light that enveloped Zhao Wuji and imprisoned him had completely dissipated.

His affairs had now returned to normal, and Zhao Wuji immediately looked forward.

Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San Xiaowu, they were fully in fighting postures, possessed by martial spirits, and several shining soul rings were swirling around their bodies.

Standing at the end of the three of them was Ning Rongrong, who was delivering growth for them.

"Haha, I was insulted by that kid just now, so let's take it out on you first!" Zhao Wuji said harshly.

The stimulation and humiliation that Wukong gave him just now was too great. A level 70 Soul Saint was actually punched away by a level 30 Soul Lord. Wouldn't it be a joke if word spread about this?

Zhao Wuji's calves tensed up instantly, and the powerful Vajra Bear Wuhun behind him began to slowly lift his thick bear claws.

"Drink! Powerful Vajra Palm!" Zhao Wuji recited the name of his soul skill, and his calf instantly exerted force. However, this time he did not attack from the front, but attacked from the side with his super fast speed, so that he directly attacked Ning. Rongrong.

He could feel that what hit his head was definitely a cone-shaped object.

As for the martial souls present, apart from Ning Rongrong’s Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, I’m afraid there is no one else.

This sudden attack left the three of them at a loss.

"Such a fast speed, worthy of a level 70 fighting soul saint." Before Tang San could react, Zhao Wuji had already arrived beside him.

A palm was swung to Tangshan's left side.

"What! Isn't his target an auxiliary soul master?" Tang San seemed a little unable to accept this sudden change.

But he still relied on his extraordinary reflexes, and his mysterious jade hand opened instantly. The ghost shadow fan moved and immediately avoided Zhao Wuji's palm strike.

Tang San smiled slightly and thought to himself: "The Tang Clan secret method is indeed the supreme secret method. At this time, it is still possible to dodge the attack of a level 70 soul saint."

Just when Tang San was feeling complacent, Zhao Wuji suddenly slapped his palm horizontally, and slapped it on Tang San's chest. This blow only used three points of strength. Although there was no internal injury, there was still some damage. Severe pain in buttocks.

Tang San just flew out like a human cannonball.

"I didn't expect that! That guy's attack on me just now really gave me some inspiration. It turns out that attack-type soul masters are not the only ones with such skills!" Zhao Wuji suddenly realized.

Wukong, who was floating in the air, narrowed his eyes and twitched his mouth: "You can really imitate this."

This attack only took five seconds. Although Zhao Wuji was a powerful fighting soul saint, his speed was also very impressive.

To deal with some soul masters and soul sects, they can be crushed by physical strength alone.

As for why Wuhun possessed him this time, it was undoubtedly because Wukong was offended.

"It's your turn next, little girl!" Zhao Wuji turned his head and turned to attack Zhu Zhuqing.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was an agility-attack soul master, the high-speed movement that Zhao Wuji had just burst out in an instant undoubtedly shocked her.

"The first soul skill, Netherworld Instant Slash!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted sweetly, and the sharp claws on his hands were covered with armor-piercing effects.

Although Zhao Wuji's speed just now exceeded her expectations, Zhu Zhuqing could still do it if she resisted accordingly.

However, Zhu Zhuqing did not intend to use his little claws to compete with Zhao Wuji's powerful bear paws. The outcome would be one, lose!

He stepped on the Wu Kong Technique under his feet, and with the increased speed of his first soul skill, he flew into the sky in an instant. When he took off midway, he also used a very gorgeous leaning body to scratch Zhao Wuji's arm. .

This armor-breaking effect was no joke, as five scratches appeared on Zhao Wuji's arm in an instant.

Seeing this, Wukong immediately went to Zhu Zhuqing's side: "Girl, do me a favor." Wukong said to Zhu Zhuqing.

Facing the unexpected Wukong, Zhu Zhuqing immediately agreed. She thought it was some new technique.

"Use the armor-breaking effect of your claws to cut off my tail." Wukong looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a firm expression.

"What⊙?⊙?" Zhu Zhuqing felt that he heard wrongly: "What are you talking about? Cutting off your tail would hurt so much!" Zhu Zhuqing's face showed suspicion of pity.

"I know this thing may be an eyesore, but you don't want to cut it off." Zhu Zhuqing knows very well that something is an eyesore. If you hang two watermelons on your chest, would you try?