Death of Douluo

Huxu was in pain, and at the same time he became more violent.The soul power was scattered, and all ten bone-penetrating nails fell to the ground.

The cold wind howled, Huxu's figure turned and rushed towards Tang San.

After Tang San shot out ten rays of cold light, his body didn't stop at all, and his feet were quickly pulled to one side by the ghost shadow.

As for Xiao Wu, he had already placed her to one side.

Tang San turned around, and more than ten rays of cold light were thrown out.

"Can't it be broken?" Tang San's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and his purple spirit was high.

If once is not enough, then do it twice, three times!As long as he breaks one point, that's his chance.

As he retreated, Tang San's hands were fluttering or flicking in front of him like butterflies piercing flowers, and cold light shot out from his hands one after another.

Lancets, locust stones, money darts, bone-penetrating nails, all kinds of hidden weapons bloomed in Tang San's rain of flowers, some flying straight, some flying diagonally, and some going around behind.

But the targets are all surprisingly coincident, they are all the ten places where Tang San first launched the hidden weapon to attack!

Mo Fan on the side couldn't help but nodded when he saw this scene.

From a bystander's point of view, Tang San's hidden weapons were indeed exquisite, and each time the hidden weapons he threw could always hit the same location accurately.

In addition to the special technique, it also requires strong observation and judgment skills.

Coupled with the clever dodging pace of the ghost shadow, and the momentary restrictions of the Blue Silver Grass.

For a while, Tang San could still manage to drag Huxu away.

Tang San's Ghostly Shadow is different from the Death's Shunpo, and the Quincy's Flying Scythe Kick is also different from Xu's Hibiki. The focus of the Ghostly Shadow is on the skills of avoidance and close pulling.

Regardless of whether it is instant step, flying sickle kick, or turning around, they all tend to go at the extreme speed, going straight and forward.

The difference between the two mainly stems from combat.

Whether it's Tang San's ghostly presence or his Purple Demonic Eyes, his skills with hidden weapons have a lot to offer Mo Fan.

Watching Tang San show off his skills, Mo Fan also made a calculation in his mind.

After all, the gap in strength is not so easy to bridge.

At the center of the battle, Huxu quickly approached.

There was no trace of panic on Tang San's pale cheeks. He raised his hands at the same time, only to hear a clanging sound at the same time. Six rays of cold light spurted out from his sleeves. The powerful crossbow arrows brought a harsh sound through the air and went straight to Huxu's throat. And cum in the mouth.

Compared to the hidden weapons thrown out, the mechanical hidden weapons hidden throughout Tang San's body were truly hard to detect.

Huxu, who was constantly in pain, was extremely violent. Facing this sudden crossbow arrow, he not only did not dodge, but also did not block it. Instead, he directly resisted with his steel skin.

Before he could even touch the cold light brought by the tiger's claws, Tang San's skin ached with pain from the gusts of wind that were pulled by the tiger's claws.

Tang San retracted his arms, curled up his body, his chest muscles wrinkled, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded from Tang San's chest.A gleaming steel needle spurted out from Tang San's chest along with a stream of thick mist, just in time to meet Hu Xu's claws.

Roar!Huxu roared in pain, and the steel needles finally broke through Huxu's steel skin, causing real damage to Huxu for the first time.

When Tang San saw this, he lowered his head suddenly, and with a loud crunching sound, a seven-inch-long crossbow arrow suddenly shot out from his back, heading straight towards Hu Xu, and fired it into his roaring mouth.

While the figure retreated with the help of the crossbow arrow, Tang San threw out his hands again, ten golden rays of light followed the wound made by the long needle, quietly imprinted on Huxu's body, and penetrated.

Huxu bit off the crossbow arrow in his mouth. The poison in the crossbow arrow had no effect on him.But the spasmodic pain in his body made him extremely angry.

A violent aura, a shocking roar, a suppressed aura, and a black vortex suddenly condensed in Huxu's mouth, and he flashed!

Feeling the raging energy in Huxu's mouth, Tang San's heart trembled as he retreated. In front of this energy, Tang San's heart could not help but be filled with a feeling of powerlessness and despair.

It was as if Huxu had locked him in. No matter how he escaped, there was only one end, and that was death!

"Aren't you going to take action?" Gu Yue looked at Mo Fan beside him and said calmly.How could she not see that Tang San no longer had the ability to resist at this moment.

"Don't be anxious. Sometimes the pressure in a desperate situation is the motivation to move forward!"

Mo Fan spoke calmly, glanced to one side, and then looked at Tang San at the center of the battle.

Tang San looked at Mo Fan, who had not moved for a long time. His expression kept changing. He did not sit still and waited for death. He flicked his hands and shot ten rays of cold light towards the condensed Xu Flash.

And just as Tang San's hidden weapon flew out, Hu Xu's black flash followed by the shattering sound of the earth collapsing, had already arrived.

With the terrifying speed coupled with the ominous sense of oppression, Tang San had no chance to dodge. The hidden weapon, the collapse, and the blue silver grass were directly shattered. Everything felt so weak under the false flash.

Tang San's pupils shrank violently, a feeling of despair as he was on the verge of death.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu shouted at the side, and the worry that was about to come out was beyond words.

Listening to Xiao Wu's voice, Tang San's figure trembled, as if he had some motivation and started to move again, but it was useless in front of Xu Shan.

"This class... you can barely pass it."

Tang San paused, then turned around and saw that behind him, Mo Fan, dressed in black, was holding a long knife, taking him down.

"Just now it was called Shunpo, a moving step, for walking, but now this one is for slashing!"

Mo Fan's calm voice sounded, and Gu Yue's eyes narrowed at the side, with a smile on her lips as she looked at Mo Fan's figure.

Mo Fan's eyes were focused on the knife, the spiritual pressure brought by the soul power and soul power was concentrated at this moment, and he held the knife with both hands.

With a sword strike, all the strength in Mo Fan's body was concentrated, and the force of the sword turned into sword pressure, bursting out to meet the void flash.

The roar was like thunder.

The same violent knife pressure forced Huxu's virtual flash back several meters, and then there was a brief stalemate.

The Senluo Prison in Mo Fan's hand emitted a faint light. The next second, the Senluo Prison was slashed straight down. The tiger was directly slashed by Mo Fan, split into two and headed towards both sides. With two roars, Mo Fan Suddenly there were two potholes several meters behind Fan.

Tang San looked at Mo Fan beside him, and his expression couldn't help but condense. He didn't expect that Mo Fan could block such a terrifying blow from Hu Xu so easily.

And listening to his words, it was obvious that he was still teaching Gu Yue.

Mo Fan didn't have the intention to care about Tang San's thoughts, and deliberately used the back of the Senluo Prison Sword in his hand to push Tang San's figure to Xiao Wu's side.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mo Fan also inserted the Senluo Prison in his hand into the waist plate and continued calmly: "Slashing is the way of the sword. To put it simply and clearly, it is just a technique of attacking with a sword. Then there is the final punch. …”