The Secret Story of the Flower God of Douluo Continent

They were not acquainted without fighting. As Yue Guan said, there was no irresolvable hatred between them. Coupled with the sympathy for each other as both geniuses, Tang Zhen and Yang Wudi chose to come to help without hesitation.

The reason why he dared to challenge Wei Jia, who was the Soul Saint, was not because he could beat the two of them together, but mainly because of Tang Zhen's identity.

As the number one sect in the world, Haotian Sect is unparalleled in both frontal strength and appeal. Not to mention Wei Jia is the Soul Emperor, even a titled Douluo would not dare to provoke him easily. Legend has it that the leader of the Haotian Sect is a ninety-nine-level titled Douluo, and his strength is infinitely close to that of a god.

As the son of the sect leader, Tang Zhen, if something happened here, the entire Wei Kingdom would probably be destroyed, let alone a little soul saint like Wei Jia.

Wei Jia's expression changed continuously, and he naturally thought of what Tang Zhen had considered. Although he was working for Wuhun Palace, killing the son of the sect master was not an hour's work. The possibility that Wuhun Palace could help him with its usual method of killing donkeys was very slim, even if it meant knocking down a monster and bringing it to the head of the Wei Kingdom. It is not impossible to squeeze out the last bit of his use value.

But his target is Yue Guan himself after all. As long as he breaks through the two men from the Haotian Sect and takes down Yue Guan with one blow, the Haotian Sect can't say anything. After all, Yue Guan has nothing to do with Haotian Sect.

As a Soul Saint, Wei Jia should be able to easily defeat the three Soul Lord opponents. The main reason for Tang Zhen to block the previous random attack was to stop it himself, otherwise he would not be able to stop it so easily.

Thinking of this, Wei Jia's eyes became cold again. There was a flash of light on the formation-breaking ax, and huge pressure filled the air towards the three of them.

Po Zhenyue paused on the ground, and Wei Jia said calmly: "You should be aware of the strength gap between you and me. It's too late to leave now."

His tone was unquestionable, and the huge pressure exerted by the Soul Sanctuary made them all feel breathless.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Tang Zhen took a step forward and was able to bear all the pressure from Wei Jia alone.

The Clear Sky Hammer pointed forward, and despite the disparity in strength between the two sides, Wei Jia was slightly stronger in terms of momentum.

Strangely enough, all of Wei Jia's pressure was absorbed by the Clear Sky Hammer. Not only did it not affect Tang Town, it actually increased its power.

The name of the Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one martial spirit, was not blown out of proportion. Yue Guan's Qi Rong Tian Ju was not affected because its level was comparable to it.

Although the Formation-Breaking Yue can be considered a powerful martial spirit, compared with the Clear Sky Hammer, it is completely useless.

The routes of the two were very similar, and coupled with the gap in level, they immediately made up for the gap in cultivation in terms of momentum.

Martial spirits have a certain influence on the soul master's character. At this moment, Tang Zhen was full of domineering and faced Wei Jia head-on without any hesitation.

Yang Wudi and Tang Zhen have worked together for many years and are naturally very familiar with his fighting methods. He immediately stepped out and went around to the side, looking for Wei Jia's weakness. As long as he fights with Tang Zhen, his soul-breaking gun will immediately take advantage of the situation and give him a heavy blow.

And Yueguan, just like when he was cooperating with Xiaoguang and others, held several petals in his hand, preparing to interfere with Wei Jia.

At this moment, his soul power was basically depleted, and a head-on battle could hardly help him. At best it's harassment from the side.

At this time, the dantian in his body was working hard, racing against time to restore his soul power, hoping to use the Heavenly Universe Ding again.

At the same time, the only remaining one of the three leaves that Yuehuacao gave him previously has been prepared. If Tongtian Qiankun will not be able to use it, this leaf cannot be stingy. After all, no matter how good the thing is, you have to live to enjoy it.

Three soul masters versus one soul saint, there is no doubt that there is no chance just by looking at the numbers. And this is precisely the key to exploiting it.

With Wei Jia's pride, it was basically impossible for him to use the martial soul's true form from the beginning. If this is the case, as long as Tang Zhenluan's cloak hammering technique is fully charged and combined with Yang Wudi's side sneak attack, it is possible to suppress him in one blow.

At this time, he gave control and locked Wei Jia for a period of time, so that the three of his party could take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

With lightning in his heart, Yue Guan had already informed the two of them of the battle plan. Success or failure depends on this.

Wei Jia was slightly surprised to see that Tang Zhen could withstand his pressure from the front, and even had a vague tendency to counterpress.

But he is a genuine Soul Saint after all, and Tang Zhen's strength is still too weak after all.

The formation-breaking Yue flashed with cold light, and a huge light blade flew out.

"Sweep thousands of armies! Don't force it!" Yue Guan could tell at a glance that this was the soul skill that Wei Yong had used before. Although Wei Jia was not as strong as Wei Yong, and he did not use his true martial soul, the power was much inferior. But this is a ten-thousand-year soul skill after all, and a head-on confrontation is obviously impractical.

But Tang Zhen seemed not to hear his words and continued to advance instead of retreating.

He quickly took a few steps forward and swung the Clear Sky Hammer with the random cloak hammer method, breaking through the pressure of sweeping thousands of troops and accumulating three hammers at the same time.

After taking the last step, Tang Zhen's whole body was like a big bow stretched out. The Haotian hammer hit the first place, and the second soul ring lit up at the same time. Together with the three hammers combined into one, it carried an extremely fierce momentum. Bravely crashing into the sweeping army.

"boom!"

To everyone's expectation, Tang Zhen's hammer broke through and swept through thousands of troops.

If you carefully observe the scene of the collision, you will find that Tang Zhen's hammer is a perfect fusion of essence, energy and spirit. Although Wei Jia used his cultivation to forcefully make up for the gap in martial arts, he was still more or less affected.

Tang Zhen's hammer did not collide head-on with Sweeping Thousands of Arms, but hit it on the edge, avoiding the heavy and taking the light, and using its strength to destroy it.

Wei Jia was also stunned when he saw that his powerful soul skill was instantly broken by Tang Zhen. Before he could react, Yue Guan and Yang Wudi had already taken action at the same time.

Countless petals appeared all around, but Wei Jia did not block them one by one, and still released his soul power. With the huge gap in cultivation, Yue Guan's hidden weapon techniques would not be of much use at all.

However, his goal has been achieved. Although Wei Jia used his soul power to block his petals, the coverage area of ​​his soul power became larger, and the defense at a single point naturally became weak.

Wei Jia looked at the two of them calmly. Although Tang Zhen's strength surprised him, he could see that he had used all his cards to block the blow just now. In a close collision, he would not have had a chance. .

And Yue Guan's soul power is extremely consumed, so not only whether the powerful control skills can be effective, but also whether they can be used or not is a question. As for the attack of the petals, he can completely ignore it.

But he forgot the crucial point, that is, he was not one against two at the moment, but one against three.