The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Seeing this, Chu Yuqiu came out to smooth things over and said, "There's no other reason for coming here. It's just for everyone to drink and have fun and have a small martial arts competition."

Tang San sneered: "You invited the two of us here, but now we don't even have a place to sit. Is this how you treat guests?"

"Brother Emperor, is this what you mean?" Now, Chu Yuyan finally understood that this was a scene against Tang San, just to insult him.

Chu Yuqiu looked embarrassed, then waved his hand and shouted: "Get a jade table instead!"

"No need, I'm not here to drink and have fun, so I'm going back first." Tang San stepped forward, looked at Han Yiyi and said, "Let's go back."

"Wait a minute!"

Just as the two were about to leave, Yan Lanshan suddenly spoke, "Actually, I came here today for two things. The first thing is to have a discussion with you, Tang San."

"Not interested." Tang San stepped forward and left.

If everyone who sees him wants to spar with him, will he be able to live a peaceful life in the future?

hum...

As soon as Tang San raised his feet, he heard an invisible wave behind him. Astonishingly, it was the young prince Yan Lanshan who stepped forward, and what he used was not spiritual power to counterattack, but soul power.

"Middle mental realm!" Tang San frowned. Yan Lanshan's soul power intensity was even higher than his. He must have seen through his own soul power level, so he used this soul power attack.

"Don't leave in a hurry, take my move and see." Yan Lanshan released his soul power, causing hundreds of leaves on the evergreen tree behind him to shoot towards Tang San.

These leaves, under the influence of soul power, seem to have turned into blades, and wherever they pass, sharp aura flows.

Hundreds of leaves are hundreds of blades, which are not only magnificent when shot out, but also powerful.

Seeing Yan Lanshan's extremely ruthless attacks, Chu Yuyan felt a flash of disgust in her heart. It would be fine if Tang San agreed to fight him, but Tang San really had no intention of fighting him now, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Tang San, be careful!"

Chu Yuyan warned aloud, and the next moment, Tang San thought, and an ice shield suddenly appeared in front of him.

shhhhhh!

The blades of hundreds of leaves scratched the ice shield, and none of them hit Tang San.

"interesting!"

Yan Lanshan slapped the jade table with his palm, and the wine glass suddenly rose up from the table. With a thought, the wine in the glass suddenly turned into a cluster of water columns and shot towards Tang San.

The water column contains the powerful power of the middle stage of soul power. Even the warriors at the peak of the Huitong realm dare not block this small water column.

Tang San's expression remained unchanged, his eyes flashed, and the ice shield turned into an ice cone, shooting towards the water column.

Chi Chi!

In just an instant, the two collided. However, the water column was not an enemy. It was pierced in an instant. The power of the ice pick was extremely powerful, and it stabbed Yan Lanshan's throat with a "swish" sound.

"This is...soul pattern technique!"

Although Yan Lanshan was not an alchemist, he had cultivated his soul power to this level, and his eyesight was naturally extraordinary. He discovered it when Tang San applied the soul pattern twice.

But what Yan Lanshan couldn't believe the most was that Tang San was actually a third-grade alchemist or even above. Given his age, if he had started practicing in his mother's womb, he wouldn't have reached this level!

"Hmph, you have soul pattern skills, but I also have specialized soul power martial arts!"

With a thought from Yan Lanshan, a black needle shining with boundless black light appeared out of thin air. When the black needle appeared, anyone present who had a little bit of soul power training would feel a stinging pain deep in their spiritual consciousness.

"The young prince has dabbled in Qiduo, and he has even practiced soul power martial arts. I find it eye-opening!"

Nangong Changfeng nodded and smiled. Fairy Yan Lanshan even used soul power martial arts. How could Tang San be invincible?

"Soul power martial arts? It's powerful, but it's really a waste of resources if you use it in your hands!"

Tang San snorted coldly, feeling deeply ridiculous about Yan Lanshan's method. Although he had practiced soul power martial arts, it seemed that the black needle's attack power was not very strong, it was just a show off.

"Soul Nirvana Needle!"

Yan Lanshan opened and closed his lips, and the Soul Nirvana Needle shot towards Tang San's heavenly spirit with a "whoosh" sound. This Soul Nirvana Needle is a high-grade Xuan-level soul power martial skill, but its power makes even third-grade alchemists deeply afraid!

Soul power martial arts are so rare that even if they are obtained, it is impossible to successfully practice them without high talent.

"Fire!"

Tang San flicked his fingers, and a ball of miniature spiritual consciousness fire shot out at the Soul Nirvana Needle.

Although the inner fire has shrunk, its power is very good. It can directly cover the soul pinching needle and turn it into ashes.

"Ah!"

Yan Lanshan was immediately horrified when the Soul Nirvana Needle was destroyed. The Soul Nirvana Needle condensed most of his soul power. As long as it was destroyed and he didn't practice for ten days and a half, he might not be able to use the second Soul Nirvana Needle. Here comes the second time.

Tang San's bravery exceeded his expectations.

"return!"

Tang San grasped his palm, and his spiritual consciousness and heart fire flew back. In this intermittent confrontation, it was obvious that Tang San had the upper hand.

Yan Lanshan was also a very cunning person. Even though he was defeated by Tang San, he still didn't show his anger. He even clapped his hands and praised: "Young genius, you are really extraordinary!"

This made Tang San even more suspicious that Yan Lanshan's motives were impure. Such people were too difficult to fight against. People like Nangong Changfeng were reckless and would not use any scheming, but Yan Lanshan was very scheming. People like him made Tang San be more vigilant.

"If nothing happens, young prince, I will leave first." Tang San didn't want to stay here any longer and planned to leave.

Yan Lanshan suddenly stood up, with a smile on his face, waved to Tang San, and said: "Brother Tang San, don't leave in a hurry. Didn't I just say two things? The previous sparring was just a small matter, what follows? is the big deal."

Tang San's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. This Yan Lanshan, who had just been dismissive of him, now walked up to him honestly and even called him brother-in-law. This was really unbelievable.

This made Tang San even more worried. This Yan Lanshan must be planning some conspiracy in his heart.

Yan Lanshan stepped forward and glanced at Han Yiyi with a very greedy look, which gave Han Yiyi the biggest headache.

Yan Lanshan walked up to Tang San, his eyes sparkling, and said a few words to Tang San's ears. Then, Tang San's eyes slowly lowered.

"How about it, Brother Tang San, isn't this deal a good deal?" Yan Lanshan showed a wicked smile, as if he was confident of winning.

boom!

As soon as Yan Lanshan finished speaking, Tang San's spiritual energy surged up like a volcano erupting.

The next moment, he punched out suddenly and landed directly on Yan Lanshan's chest.