People are in Douluo, I am titled Douluo with one sword

Recalling that scene, Tang San's eyes turned extremely scarlet.

Xiao Wu, don't let anything happen to you. You slime, if you dare to hurt Xiao Wu, I will never let you go!

Xiao Wu was injured and everyone was angry.

As Third Brother's loyal henchman, Ma Hongjun's chance to show off came. The anger in his heart ignited and he shouted: "Let Xiao Wu go."

The other party avoided his flames twice in a row, indicating that she was afraid of her phoenix flames, and the phoenix flames spurted out more violently, like a fire dragon.

Weekend raised his shuriken and threw it out. It was as unstoppable as a sharp blade cutting through a piece of paper. It penetrated the Phoenix line of fire unstoppably and hit Ma Hongjun's beak with unabated force.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ma Hongjun's mouth with his teeth.

The sword body turned on its own and struck from top to bottom, falling hard to the ground, spitting out blood.

"This is the Shrek monster! You can't even defeat a slime, so why not call him a dung beetle!"

He grabbed Xiao Wu's hand a little harder, and a painful voice came out of Xiao Wu's mouth.

Throwing it with his hand, like a cannonball, there was another two-dimensional painting hanging on the wall. He foamed at the mouth and passed out.

In just 30 seconds, the eight Shrek combatants were defeated in an instant. Only two assistants, Tang San and Oscar Ning Rongrong, were left on the stage. Zhao Si could still fight, but was knocked out of the Soul Fighting Stage in advance.

This is just to play with them while suppressing my strength on the weekend.

Tang San just used a large number of soul skills to restrain Zhou Zhou, but the soul power consumed was too great, and the combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"There are only three of you left. Is it still necessary to continue the fight? So what if I give your two weaklings continued assistance to restore the growth!"

"In the face of absolute strength, all means are just fancy!"

Said the weekend.

"Admit defeat. There is no shame in admitting defeat. The gap between us is not even a tiny bit different."

Give up?How could Tang San admit defeat!

Coupled with Xiao Wu's serious injury this time, Tang San lost his mind again, his scarlet eyes turned into Shura.

He grabbed a handful of sausages from Xiao Ao beside him and put it into his mouth.

His eyes were scarlet and cold without any emotion, and he directly picked up the Zhuge Liannu and pointed it at the weekend.

Suddenly using the speed of the flying mushroom scale, he quickly approached.

A dozen arrows were fired at the weekend, really trying to kill the weekend with one blow.

The Zhuge Divine Crossbow has an effective range of 50 meters, and within ten meters, the god-level players mentioned in Dou Wu cannot avoid it at all.

The Zhuge Divine Crossbow specializes in breaking through soul defense. If the defense is not very strong, it will be killed instantly. It can be said to be a nightmare for ordinary warriors!

Due to the unique concealment and suddenness of hidden weapons, if a person with a soul power below level [-] is hit, the chance of survival is very small!

Tang San didn't believe she could escape!

For Xiao Wu, and for the day you took away my Dragon Beard Needle!I will never let you go!

"I won't let anyone hurt Xiao Wu! Go to hell!" Tang San's voice was like Shura from hell, cold and emotionless.

At the same time, the Bluesilver Grass was restless and growing crazily, spreading throughout the entire Soul Fighting Field. It seemed to feel the anger of its master, and it grew towards the weekend like a wave.

It failed before he could even get close, and even the hidden weapons were knocked down one by one by the whiteboard sword that came back.

"Anyone who has hurt Xiao Wu must die, right? When you go to the ring, the sword has no eyes. You are only allowed to hurt others, and others are not allowed to hurt you. Then why did you bring Xiao Wu up to fight for the soul? Well, Isn't it good to keep it at home, so you don't love Xiao Wu at all?" Zhou Qing said.

"Shut up! I didn't!"

Seeing that these hidden weapons were useless, Tang San didn't say much, and once again he had several more hidden weapons in his hand and threw them towards the weekend.

Even Zhao Wuji, the soul saint teacher of the academy, almost suffered a loss in the hands of his hidden weapon. No matter how strong you are, there is no way you can compete with a real soul saint!

Tang San kept taking out hidden weapons from the 24th Bridge on a bright moonlit night, and threw them at the weekend desperately. There were also endless ways of throwing hidden weapons.

Mechanical concealed weapons were used to insinuate, and crossbows mounted on tight backs were also fired in volleys.

But Tang San never expected that all of his hidden weapons would be blocked.

"Is this your method? It's nothing more than that." Weekend said.

After all, hidden weapons are just a trail, something that cannot be put on the table.

Confront each other with disdain!

Tang San was furious and said in his heart: "Do you underestimate someone who is well versed in the Tang Sect's hidden weapons? You already have a way to kill yourself, and you will definitely die using the hidden weapons you despise!"

When Tang San wanted to take out the hidden weapon again, he found that the 24th bridge was already empty on a bright moonlit night.

The next moment, he took out the hammer again, a pitch black hammer!

Clear Sky Hammer!

Still no one thinks this is a martial spirit. The spirit fighting arena is not a formal spirit master competition. Anything can be used in the spirit fighting arena. People just think it is another weapon carried by the spirit master.

If a powerful spirit master deliberately targeted Tang San's hammer, he would definitely know that it was another spirit.

Tang San approached the weekend with an extremely fast ghost shadow, and with Ning Rongrong's assistance behind him, he had greater strength and faster speed.

While running, hit the ground with the Clear Sky Hammer.

Stacked one after another, each attack is more powerful than the previous attack.

This is the Clear Sky Hammer, random cloak!

The best martial spirit in the world, coupled with the Clear Sky Hammer's series of unique skills, can directly give this martial spirit the ability to rival god-level martial spirits.

The ultimate stunt, the Great Sumeru Hammer, can even kill gods.

Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it towards the weekend.

Weekend folded his arms and quietly watched his weird performance with the help of the Clear Sky Hammer.

The audience was surprised by Tang San's movements. They had the knowledge to recognize it as the Chaos Cloak Hammering Technique, and they used their strength to fight against it. They wondered how the slime would respond!

Will it knock him out instantly like he did with the dragon just now, or will it be the next Two-dimensional painting?

Just when Tang San's cloaks were stacked as many times as he could control, and then fell down, Weekend stepped forward and reached out to grab Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer.

Under Tang San's horrified gaze, a knee hit him and pushed him into the air beautifully.

"Pfft! This is impossible?"

His random cloak hammering technique was actually broken in this way. He took the power of the Clear Sky Hammer and pushed him away with a knee.

This guy is a soul master who uses a sword, he is as powerful as he should be! ?

Even Tang Hao, who was hiding in the audience, was confused. Is this the power that a sword-wielding soul master should have?

As we all know, soul masters who use swords are extremely lethal and do not focus on strength. Only soul masters with martial souls suitable for the power system can have them.

Is this the case with the little girl in front of me?Where did the strange power come from? Tang Hao could only judge it as natural divine power.

Tang San, who was pushed away by his knees, quickly turned around in the air, and after a few gorgeous turns in the air, he landed on the spirit fighting field, causing gravel to fly.

"Third brother, be careful!"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's voice, Tang San felt the crisis coming, and subconsciously raised the Clear Sky Hammer across his chest to defend himself, but he felt as if his body was being penetrated.

The huge force impact caused Tang San to vomit blood and fly backwards, his body hitting the wall heavily.

The last Two-dimensional picture.

In the end, only two auxiliary soul masters with no fighting ability remained on the soul fighting stage.

He met her eyes and swallowed in fear.

"No, don't hit us, we admit defeat."