Douluo: Creation Comes

Seeing Tang San's eyes suddenly turning purple, Meng Yiran couldn't help being slightly stunned, and couldn't help slowing down his hands.

It can be said that each of the eight lights and shadows transformed by the snake-headed crutches is true, or each of them is false. Only by constantly changing between true and false can they maintain their existence.

Even a master like Zhao Wuji could only choose to block it with no other options when faced with such an attack. However, in front of Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes, the extremely fast snake-headed crutch slowed down.All the trajectories were clearly reflected into Tang San's brain through the Purple Demon Eyes.

Tang San's hands moved, and he stretched forward without hesitation, the viscous soul power made the snake head crutch suddenly stagnate, and then, Tang San's right hand penetrated like a magic pen like lightning, and he caught it with one hand. On the body of the snake-headed crutch, the grasped position is exactly the seven inches where he hit it before.

Meng Yiran only felt that the snake stick in his hand tightened, and all the illusory lights and shadows disappeared, but Meng Yiran's attack did not end yet.

The tongue blade spitting out from the snake-head crutch suddenly slid down strangely, directly cutting towards Tang San's right hand holding the crutch.The sharp blade shone with a blue luster. Everyone knew that if it were to be cut down this time, I'm afraid...

Meng Yiran's reaction speed was extremely fast. Almost at the same time that Tang San grabbed the snake-head crutch, the tongue blade had already struck down.In this situation, even if Tang San wanted to hide, it was already too late.If he loosened his grip on the snake staff, Meng Yiran would inevitably drive the snake staff down, and the target of the tongue blade's attack would immediately turn to Tang San's body.

As the saying goes, every inch is stronger, Tang Rong knew that although Tang San's ghostly shadow was mysterious, it was almost impossible to dodge Meng Yiran's attack in this situation.

Here, Xiao Wu, who was watching the battle, had already screamed out in surprise and was about to charge forward, but was caught by Zhao Wuji who noticed in time.

Zhao Wuji also had a gloomy look on his face, but in this fair competition, if he takes action rashly, it would violate the rules of the game.What's more, he believed that Tang San would never be defeated so easily. Back then, this kid had even defeated himself with the help of hidden weapons.At this time, his strongest attack method has never appeared.

Facing the tongue blade cutting downwards, Tang San chose the simplest solution, and it was also a suicide-like method.

His right hand did not let go, but his left hand quickly raised, and he actually grabbed the tongue blade spitting out from the snake staff.

"Little San." Xiao Wu exclaimed again, she was so frightened that she closed her eyes, she absolutely didn't want to see the scene where Tang San's palm was cut off.

But, was Tang San's palm cut off?The answer is of course no.

There was a soft ding, and Tang San's left hand had firmly controlled the tongue blade. At this time, his hands had turned into a crystal jade color.It is Xuan Yushou, the secret skill of Tang Sect.

Taking the tongue blade into his hand, Tang San tightened his fingers, grasped the snake staff with one hand and the tongue blade with both hands, tightly grasping the top of Meng Yiran's snake-head crutch in his hands.The two of them were at one end of the snake staff, and they were immediately in a stalemate.

The tongue blade can be said to be the essence of the snake head crutch. Many techniques require the tongue blade to be used. The tongue blade was held in Tang San's hand, like copper poured into iron. Meng Yiran tried his best several times, but not only failed to use the snake head crutch. Taking it back, even Tang San's palm that suddenly turned as white as jade couldn't be cut.

Meng Yiran's strength lies in this snake staff, so she naturally cannot give up her weapon. Of course Tang San also understands this truth, and this snake staff becomes the key point in the fight between the two.

Almost without hesitation, the two simultaneously activated their soul power to attack each other through the snake staff.

Tang San's soul power was light blue, and Meng Yiran's soul power was light gray. Two different colors of light appeared on the snake staff at the same time, suddenly erupting into a violent collision.

At this time, the soul skills had no effect, and the soul power of the two was about the same. Facing the storm-like impact of the opponent's soul power, they could no longer spare their hands to interfere with the opponent in other ways.

Of course Tang San could activate his hidden weapon, but he didn't want to do that.If he couldn't defeat an opponent whose strength was similar to his own with his martial spirit and fighting skills, then all his years of training would have been in vain.Even though the control ability of the Blue Silver Grass Spirit was restrained by the opponent, Tang San still had to prove that he was stronger than his opponent.

In this way, the battle between Tang San and Meng Yiran turned into a battle of soul power.

Meng Yiran's spirit power was fierce and domineering, coupled with the resentment and anger in her heart, just as soon as Tang San and Tang San entered a stalemate, they immediately launched a strong impact like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

Seeing that Tang San and Meng Yiran had reached the point of soul power competition, Snake Woman Chao Tianxiang and Zhao Wuji both became a little nervous.They know very well that a soul power contest is a very dangerous duel, and if one fails, they may be severely damaged.Subconsciously, both of them slowly approached the battlefield so that if something went wrong, they could immediately come to the rescue.

Time passed minute by minute, whether it was Tang San or Meng Yiran, sweat stains began to appear on their foreheads, both of them had tried their best.

Tang Sansheng relied on the flexibility of the Xuantian Technique, his endless regeneration, and his quick recovery.But Meng Yiran was better because his soul power was higher than Tang San.If both of them maintain a balanced defense, then this competition is likely to be a lose-lose situation in the end.

However, Meng was still too eager for quick success. During the initial soul power confrontation, her attack was too crazy, so that her soul power consumption was much greater than that of Tang San, who was passively defending.

On the surface, her light gray soul power occupies two-thirds of the entire snake staff, but in fact, the consumption of her soul power will only be greater.

As time went by, Tang San's counterattack gradually began, and the light blue soul power gradually gained the upper hand on the snake staff.The balance of strength between the two is gradually tilting.

No, I can't lose.Meng Yiran gritted her teeth and held on, watching Tang San's soul power approaching step by step, but she refused to give up.Once they lose, the Millennium-Tailed Cockscomb will become the opponent's.

Ever since she was a child, Meng Yiran has grown up under the doting of Duke Long and Mrs. Snake. She has never failed to get what she wants. As for the cockscomb snake, she is bound to get it. Although she is gradually at a disadvantage, But she refused to give up no matter what, and kept squeezing her own potential.

Tang San was also secretly surprised by Meng Yiran's persistence, his Xuantian Kungfu recovery speed was obviously faster than the spirit power of this world, after such a long time, he had already gained the upper hand, but Meng Yiran persisted so persistently.

The soul power competition was like the internal power competition, and Tang San knew the consequences very well.If one party's soul power is exhausted, the damage suffered by the exhausted party must be huge and irreparable.At the very least, he was seriously injured, and most of his muscles and veins were broken. If one of them failed, he would lose his life.He and Meng Yiran did not have any deep hatred. From some angles, they were even somewhat sympathetic.He doesn't want to kill his opponent, but at this time, he can no longer let him go if he wants to.

The snake woman sighed towards Tianxiang, and said to Zhao Wuji: "Forget it, we lost. How about you and I attack together?"