Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

"Losing? I lost?"

Wang Defa looked at the young man in front of him with an expression of disbelief. He couldn't believe that his confident move, which was based on more than ten years of practical combat experience and was theoretically incomprehensible, was actually defeated by a great soul master from the front.

The moment he completed his special move, Wang Defa felt that he was invincible. However, the next moment he was pushed away by an unparalleled force. After his body and mind were greatly shocked, he was now completely People are confused.

Since the other party didn't seem to be able to accept the reality, Zhang San pushed his claws closer, leaving a blood mark directly on his neck to help him distinguish the true from the false.

"Y-yes, I lost."

Feeling the pain and chill in his neck, Wang Defa trembled all over. While quickly admitting that he had failed, he hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Third, third brother, don't, don't kill me, please!"

"..."

Zhang San stared at this pitiful man lying on the ground like a dog, kowtowing to him. His eyes were cold and dim, and bright red blood dripped from the tips of his claws to the ground.

a life.

All he had to do was pull it to the side, like tearing off a straw, and let it end easily.

and so……

Are you going to kill or not?

Bibi Dong sat in the carriage and waited quietly for Zhang San to make his choice. Of course, it was not just her, everyone present was holding their breath, watching the young man's next move.

"It's boring..."

In the end, the young man who was silent for a moment spat out this meaningless word and ignored the poor man. He retracted his claws, stood up calmly, and turned around to walk towards the carriage.

At this time, Zhang San's eyes met a pair of cold purple eyes. The owner of the eyes did not show any emotion, but just looked at him very calmly, and he smiled back.

However, when Zhang San took a few steps and was about to return to the carriage to meet Bibi Dong, an extremely discordant voice came from behind:

"Young ones! Take action!!"

Zhang San shook his head and sneered:

"Huh? Really?"

As a grassroots bandit, Wang Defa certainly has no credibility at all. He said that surrendering and surrendering was just an expedient measure after Zhang San held the vital point.

And although Zhang San's attack was fierce, Wang Defa, who was protected by layers of protection, was not seriously injured.

Although his body was indeed in poor condition, it only took a short time for Wang Defa to regain his mobility. Of course, after regaining his mobility, Wang Defa was still extremely weak and could no longer fight as fiercely as he had just fought. It's possible.

From this, Wang Defa also firmly believed that Zhang San, who had just exploded with such terrifying power, was at the end of his strength just like him.

After all, Zhang San is only a great soul master no matter what. He can launch such a terrifying attack without paying any price.

In other words, this guy who looks so awesome is actually not good either.

And as long as he lets his brothers bring this kid down, then the entire convoy will be completely controlled by him and his people. By then, whether it is the payment for the goods carried by the convoy or the beauties in the carriage, they will all be in his pocket. .

"Hey! Brothers, let's get together! Knock this guy down!"

Under the instructions of the eldest brother Wang Defa, the five soul masters in the robber team showed their soul rings and martial arts one after another. The two second-level soul masters and the three first-level soul masters smiled ferociously, and faced the solitary man like a pack of hungry wolves. Zhang San pounced.

Wang Defa's judgment was good. Zhang San was indeed at the end of his strength. Two mountain collapses and a Hidden Blade, as well as a series of enemy moves including but not limited to ghost shadows and traces, had drained his soul power and energy. Physical fitness.

When Wang Defa turned into an earth ball and Zhang San finally collided with each other, Wang Defa's attack power and defense power had far exceeded the level of a soul sect. Even in terms of defense alone, he had entered the defense system soul sect. Under normal circumstances, The one who can reach the peak level is only one step away from the defense soul king.

However, Zhang San's four times strengthened Bengshan Chong has reached the level of a powerful attack soul king's full blow, so Zhang San was able to directly break the earth ball transformed by Wang Defa.

But his body also entered a period of weakness due to the release of the enhanced Collapse Mountain Chong, a damage skill that far exceeded his own level.

He was already unable to deal with the newly arrived enemies.

But Zhang San continued to walk towards the carriage without any panic, and continued to move forward without even looking back at the robbers who were clamoring to tear him apart.

Leon in the carriage lowered his head and asked the woman on the seat for instructions:

"Sir? Am I...?"

"Ah."

Before Leon finished speaking, Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

After receiving the authorization, Leon quickly stepped out of the carriage, waved to the five soul masters behind Zhang San, and a wind wave generated out of thin air rushed towards them.

"Ugh! Ah!"

Regardless of whether they were beast spirits or weapon spirits, second-level soul masters or first-level soul masters, these five robbers were all blown away by the swift and violent wind and waves.

Zhang San, on the other hand, walked past Leon unharmed. He stepped onto the steps in front of the carriage and entered the carriage in an orderly manner.

"Master."

As soon as he entered the carriage, Zhang San bowed to Bibi Dong and asked for instructions.

"Well, sit down."

Bibi Dong, who was lying on her side on the seat, nodded, pointed at the basically untouched meals on the table and said:

"Eat quickly, it's almost cold."

"it is good."

Zhang San responded briefly, and then sat down at his original place. He picked up the knife and fork. After a short pause, driven by the feeling of hunger and fatigue after the war, he dropped his reserve and began to devour. eating these delicacies.

Bibi Dong herself also started to eat. Of course, her movements were elegant and delicate. She used a silver fork to put the food divided into small pieces with a knife into the small mouth under the veil. In contrast, Zhang San, who was already holding the animal's hooves, gnawed directly. Like a brute beast.

Of course, Zhang San didn't bother to eat. He was also very concerned about the attitude of Bibi Dong, who had been watching the game.

He knew that he had many problems in this battle, but Bibi Dong didn't say a word, which really made Zhang San feel uncomfortable.

Zhang San couldn't tell what Bibi Dong was thinking now, so he turned his gaze outside and found that Leon, who had six soul rings shining on him behind him, had led his men to wrap the surrendered robbers into rice dumplings one by one. Thrown by the campfire.

This soul emperor acted very quickly and deftly, and the robbers had no choice. The "ordinary people" they could "control" before were actually Rakshasa cultists, and they were carefully selected by Rakshasa cultists. A Rakshasa believer who travels with Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa saint.

In addition to loyalty, there is also strength.

Although they are not all soul masters, they have all received training and know how to box and kick. Not to mention how many people one can hit, at least they have no problem in self-defense.

The reason why they surrendered so easily was simply to avoid the battle so as not to expose their respective identities.

Since Leon was attacking the robbers with the intention of being a saint, they no longer had to disguise themselves and knocked down the robbers who were frightened by the six soul rings displayed behind Leon.

Of course, the cunning robber leader was no exception. When he was trying to escape, Leon, who had transformed into a half-animal, grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him out of the earth.

Faced with this absolute disparity in strength, no matter how unwilling Wang Defa felt, he could only raise his hands and surrender.