My mother of Douluo is the transmigrator

Chapter 15 Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique Change
If it's just an ordinary human trafficker, it's not enough to knead jade scales.

But Yu Linzhi couldn't figure out why the guy who suddenly appeared was at the level of a soul master!

Looking at the entire Notting City, there are only a handful of people whose strength has reached the soul master.

Even the old headmaster of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy has reached the level of soul masters alone!
He didn't have time to adjust his body in mid-air, so he threw out the short knife with all his strength.

A cold light flashed across, split the air into two halves, and shot straight at Zhong Wu.

"sucker Punch!"

Zhong Wuxin sneered, and waved his hand with an extra scythe, which was his Wuhun.

He knocked the thrown dagger into the air.

The force from the short knife was really not small, and the hand holding the scythe trembled undetectably a few times.

However, a little deviation is the key to victory or defeat.

To fight is to let a little advantage snowball.

It was at this insignificant opportunity that Yu Linzhi flew up to Zhong Wu with the help of suction, and quickly slashed at him with a knife in both hands.

"The first soul skill, fantasy strengthening!"

There was a golden stream of light in Yulin's eyes, and he used his first soul skill on the small sword in his hand.

Because of his stature, as far as various weapons are concerned, it is obviously not suitable to use other weapons.

Yulinzhi likes the small sword in his hand very much. It looks like a slightly longer fruit knife in the hands of an adult, but he can use it as a sword.

His first soul skill, the soul master stared at by his fantasy pupil, can strengthen the quality of the soul master's martial soul.

For example, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was strengthened by him into a top martial spirit, the Blue Silver Emperor.

It's just that Yulin knows that this is not all about the pupil of fantasy.

He can not only strengthen the soul master's martial soul, his first soul skill can be strengthened as long as it is within sight!

With just one glance, the quality, crafting technique, and material of the small sword in his hand all flooded into Yu Linzhi's mind, and at the same time, countless thoughts came out from this sword.

Yu Linzhi knew that those thoughts that popped into his mind were the strengthening direction that this little sword could choose.

It's just that unlike the singleness of the Blue Silver Grass being strengthened into the Blue Silver Emperor, Yu Linzhi heard dozens of hundreds of different voices.

However, among those dozens of voices, ninety-nine out of ten voices did not respond to Yu Linzhi's first soul skill.

Obviously, as far as his soul power at the soul master level is concerned, he can't even strengthen those unresponsive swords now.

It doesn't matter, just grab one casually, it's better than chopping someone's martial soul with an ordinary sword!

It's up to you!

The name of the knife - Lake Toya!

In the end, a golden awn echoed his pupils from the small sword in Yulin's hand.

In the next second, the little Taidao made of stainless steel turned into a golden fluid and condensed again, turning into a wooden sword that was one inch longer than the Kodachi!

Why did it become a wooden knife? Is this strengthening or weakening?
Thousands of horses galloped in Yulin's heart, but he did not slack in his movements, and slashed at the man's chest.

Zhong Wu quickly blocked back, and the wooden knife in the hands of the giant scythe and jade scale made a clear and crisp sound of golden ge, sparks splashed in all directions.

It was clearly a young man who swore to the death, but Yu Linzhi was thrown out like a discarded plastic bag.

The gap in age and soul power made his struggle like a mantis against a cart.

Although he has achieved a level that is not possible at this age and this realm, the difference in soul power between the two is really too great.

What's more, one side is obviously a battle soul master of the assault system, and the other is only a six-year-old child of the auxiliary system.

It's just that Yu Linzhi looked at the intact wooden knife in his hand, and the light of wisdom gradually lit up in his eyes.

This knife is so tough!
"Haven't you given up yet? What a difficult brat."

Zhong Wu was also affected by the shock. Before he could hold the giant scythe tightly in his hand, the silver-haired kid rushed forward again desperately.

ding ding ding-

In the shadow of the sword is infinite murderous aura.

It can be seen from the movement method to the breathing rhythm that this three-ring soul master has almost no combat experience.

Yulinzhi is constantly rushing to attack.

He couldn't give the opponent a chance to react.

Because of Yu Linzhi's wolf-like offensive, for some reason the rhythm of the battle was firmly controlled by this brat.

Zhong Wuyue was more frightened in the battle, and every time he wanted to completely deal with the opponent, he would be quickly entangled by this kid.

The opponent's fighting skills melted into his bones, like a white butterfly constantly fluttering around him.

Very annoying.

Moreover, at some point, Zhong Wu noticed that the opponent's offensive was getting stronger and heavier and more intensive!

From holding the scythe with one hand to holding it tightly with both hands, before he knew it, he had to try his best to fight it!
Yu Linzhi gritted his teeth, blood oozed from his fair skin, and he had already become a blood man before he knew it.

The two arms seemed to explode in the next second, but he didn't care about these at all, and counted silently in his heart.

The move he is currently using is an adaptation of the Random Cloaking Wind Hammer Technique.

He thought that he would never use this kind of move that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred in his life.

Unlike the random cloak, which is only nine nine 81 hammers, he disassembled each style of the chaotic cloak into nine styles, slowing down the speed of climbing.

At the same time, let your body gradually adapt to the climbing strength and reduce the damage of reaction force.

After his improvement, the "Random Cloak 720 Nine Mad Dog Chaotic Knife Technique" has a full 720 nine knives!

The power is the same as that of the Chaotic Wind Hammer, but the damage to the body is reduced.

what can he doHe is just a weak auxiliary system soul master!
240 seven...

290 two...

ding ding ding-

Three hundred and eight, 340 two, 390 two...

He was still too immature to fight like this, and his delicate internal organs were running at full power at the cost of being ignited.

There is only a white shadow left in the air, and countless sparks.

The heart roared like a drum, the lungs seemed to have two flames burning, and the limbs were covered with blood even earlier.

Blood oozing from a burst vein under his own skin.

The ground has been trampled to pieces, and the sword energy splashed out from time to time smashed on the street on one side, overturning countless vendors, and wantonly vented violence on the walls on both sides of the street, leaving sword marks ranging from several meters to tens of meters.

Unknowingly, an old man and a white boy covered in blood fought all the way from the south side of the street and destroyed the whole street.

390 THREE!
boom!
It was another slash, and this time the flying sword energy swept towards a small noodle restaurant.

The flying sword energy directly split the whole small building in half!

The small building that was tilted and broken screamed, and the sky was filled with dust when it collapsed.

All the capillaries under Yulin's skin ruptured, and at the same time, fresh blood leaked out from the skin all over his body.

After he couldn't escape, he was his strongest killing move when he came up, without any temptation at all.

The gap between soul master and soul master is not so easy to settle.

Yulin had a premonition that when it reached [-], his arm would definitely explode!
It's just very fortunate and a pity that he is no longer able to swing the next knife.

Zhong Wuhu's mouth was numb from the shock, and he felt that he would soon lose his grip on the spirit in his hand.

If he was allowed to choose, even if he was killed, he would not choose this terrifying boy.

From the beginning, it was more than enough to parry, and now it seems to be hit by a giant beast every time.

This kid is simply a monster, how old is he, why does he have such powerful power!

There are tiny nicks all over the wooden knife.

But there is only one obvious gap on the sickle.

Is it because the opponent's martial spirit is of high quality and strong?
of course not.

It's because Yu Linzhi cut 390 three times from the east to the west of the street, and he cut all 390 three times in one place!
There was fear on Zhong Wu's face, he couldn't believe it, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, his eyelids and heart were beating wildly.

There was a smile uglier than crying on his face, and it was already difficult to control his expression, and his tone carried the madness of the rest of his life:
"Why... why is it only 390 two knives, what a pity, if you finish the 390th three knives, you will definitely beat me, but you don't have this chance, eh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Yulin's heart was hardened, as if she was competing with herself, her toes made a hole in the ground.

Do your best to cut out the strongest knife after stacking 390 three times!

His body screamed, and his bones were in severe pain as if they had been turned out.

He had reached his limit early tomorrow, so what could he do? With a set of operations, he killed himself and didn't break the defense of the other side.

however.

"what--!!"

boom!
A crisp sound.

The giant scythe that was firmly in front of him turned into pieces flying all over the sky.

Yulin was covered in blood and red all over, resembling a demon.

The silver-white long hair was stained with a lot of blood, only a pair of bright golden pupils were still clean.

He stared at the person in front of him.

Obviously at this time, he had already taken in less air and exhaled more, but he felt extremely happy in his heart, grinning with bloody teeth and laughing.

In the posture of a soul master, and as an auxiliary soul master, he successfully blasted the weapon soul of a soul master level battle soul master!

Being stared at and laughed by this weird boy like this, Zhong Wu felt chills on the back of his neck, and looked at the shattered scythe in his hand with disbelief on his face.

The next second, the boy slashed at him again.

But Zhong Wu was so sluggish that he forgot to dodge.

At this moment, he felt that this little ghost who was not taller than his waist was the soul master.

What I experienced after joining the Holy Cult seemed to be just a dream.

Now this dream was shattered by this boy's 390 four knives.

Like his Wuhun, it was broken all over the sky.

He was in a trance, feeling that he was always Zhong Wu in the village who had accomplished nothing.

However, there is no need to dodge this knife.

Because this knife seemed to be the last cry of Xia Chan who refused to die after the autumn.

This white-haired devil even walked crookedly, and the hand holding the knife trembled like chaff.

Between the lights and the shadows of the sword, he only slashed half a foot in front of Zhong Wu's body.

With the tip of the waving knife, a locust flower that had just fallen was cut in half.

Zhong Wu sat on the ground blankly.

At this moment, people's voices came from around, and they were happy for less than half a second——

"Zhong Wu, what are you doing, hurry up!"

The visitor said so, Yu Linzhi thought about it, his name should not be Zhong Wu.

"It's really bad luck."

The young man no longer had any strength to support him, and as soon as he let go of the breath in his heart, his heavy body slowly fell down.

　Favorite, recommended ticket, originally planned to be a chapter, but the plot is a bit incoherent, I am not the kind of author who likes broken chapters, read it, take it and read it, the first fight is only in more than ten chapters, and it is considered progress in Douluo fans It’s too slow, isn’t it, I like to write stories that are slower, everyone will just wait and see, I hope you like it

　　


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