Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 145 Today, I, Feng Xiaotian from Kamikaze Academy, will act on behalf of the sky today!

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Wang Mo lowered his head expressionlessly and looked down.

There is a broken mountain wall here, and there is a ghost vine, a plant-type soul beast, living on the mountain wall. At this time, three soul masters are fighting with the ghost vine.

On the human side, at the rear is a boy who looks eleven or twelve years old, but is actually about eight or nine years old.

The sound of blue and silver winding just now came from his mouth.

Not far in front of him, there were two middle-aged men, one with two spirit rings around his body, and the other with four spirit rings.

The spirit of the middle-aged man of the Great Soul Master is very special. Although it is a beast spirit, it does not appear in the form of spirit possession, but an independent individual.

It looks like a dog, but its size is about the same as a pig.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?"

Seeing this, Ye Lingling next to Wang Mo couldn't help but make a questioning sound.

"unlucky."

I saw Wang Mo tilting his head and taking a sip, with a tired look on his face.

"Ah?" Ye Lingling looked at him suspiciously.

Wang Mo shook his head and didn't want to explain further. "I've seen it too, should I go?"

"Aren't we going to help?"

Pointing to the fierce battle situation below, Ye Lingling asked in a low voice.

help?

Looking at the elementary school sister blankly, Wang Mo said that it was already a great kindness for him not to act, and he also helped.

But the primary school sister has spoken, and it seems unreasonable not to help.

After all, he is such a person who loves his girlfriend.

"Hey, three soul masters teamed up to bully a soul beast, how shameless are you?"

Surrounded by three soul rings below him, Wang Mo held the Tetanus Blade of the Martial Spirit and stood above the cliff with a righteous look on his face.

"Today, I, Feng Xiaotian from the Shenfeng Academy, will act for the heavens today, and return the spirit beasts in the Hunting Soul Forest to a bright future!"

Hush~!

The third soul ring shone brightly, and a saber qi full of power of the fire element slashed out. The saber qi swelled against the wind from the moment it came out, and when it came to the three of them, it was already tens of meters long.

!!!

Whether it was Tang San, Grandmaster, or the head of Notting College, a big red danger word appeared above their heads at the same time.

A terrifying heat wave hit the surface, causing the expressions of the three of them to change drastically in an instant.

"Drink, blue and silver twine!"

Tang San's eyes were filled with purple halos, his hands turned into cold white jade, and while stepping on ghost shadow fans to step back frantically, he tried to block the attack of the huge flaming saber energy with his first spirit ring skill.

Let's not talk about all the plant-type spirits of Huo Tianke, how could he be an opponent of Wang Mo who has just reached level 30 and is more than level [-], and at the same time has the blessing of endless fire element power.

As soon as the saber energy came into contact with the entangled blue silver grass, all the blue silver grass turned into fly ash.

There was a flash of light in the master's eyes, and he raised his hand to point at the pig-like martial spirit next to him, and a circle of spirit rings around his body immediately went towards Luo Sanpao.

"Farting is like thunder, banging the sky and breaking the earth!"

Turning his body around, Luo Sanpao's chrysanthemum rose upwards, and he let out a thunderous fart, a bit like an air cannon.

But still to no avail.

It didn't even have the slightest impact on Wang Mo's flame knife aura that had risen to more than 20 meters.

The face of the dean of Notting College changed drastically.

This attack is too terrifying, even the soul king of the five rings may not be able to launch it, it is simply invincible!
Boom-!
There was a loud noise, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and rocks fell from the mountains.

The entire bottom of the cliff was covered by countless smoke and dust.

"This"

Ye Lingling was stunned, turned her head to look at Wang Mo beside her, a few black lines could not help appearing on her smooth forehead.

Everyone is a soul master, why did you help the soul beast instead?

Also, why did you shout Feng Xiaotian's name when you launched an attack?
"Why are you still standing there, run quickly."

Pulling her hand, Wang Mo quickly ran towards the distance.

It's not that I haven't thought about making up the knife, but the main reason is that I'm afraid that some old silver coin who is hiding in the dark and watching secretly will not talk about martial arts.

As for Ye Lingling, she looked up at Wang Mo who was running ahead holding her hand, and then turned her head to look at the smoke and dust rising from the bottom of the cliff behind her, her heart was beating violently in her chest.

The two of them seemed to have done something bad just now.
Below the cliff.

The thick smoke and dust lasted for several minutes before it gradually subsided.

The ghost vine that was in danger under the cooperation of the three had long since disappeared.

A huge gully several meters wide and nearly 30 meters long lies ahead.

The soil in the gully was scorched black, and there was a little green smoke.

The surrounding trees were cut down, at least [-] or [-] trees, and fell to the ground in a mess, with a little flame burning on some dry branches.

wow~
Under several fallen trees, a pitch-black arm stretched out from below, struggling to pull the tree trunk pressing aside, and then revealed a face blackened by thick smoke.

"Cough cough."

Coughing a few times, Tang San, whose mouth was bloodshot, turned his head to look around, first looked at the situation on the scene, and then called out loudly.

"Teacher, teacher?"

When the huge flaming saber energy was about to come in front of him, it was the dean of Notting College who threw him and the master out with all his might.

So he just looked a little miserable, but the actual injury was not too serious, and it would be fine to rest for ten days and a half months.

"Hiss I'm here."

The master was lying in a pit with a dejected expression, several trunks of big trees were pressed on his body, and a broken branch directly passed through his left thigh, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Wait, I'll rescue you."

Tang San stepped on the ghost shadow fan's footsteps, swayed left and right twice, and came to the side of the master, struggling to move the tree trunk that fell on him to the side.

The heavy object on his body was removed, and the master's face suddenly became better, and he looked up to the other side.

"What about your dean, go and see how the dean is doing."

When the sword qi was approaching, it was Dean Nuoding who saved them with all his strength, while he himself stayed alone to deal with the terrifying knife qi, and he didn't know what was going on now.

"I'm going right now."

Nodding his head, Tang San quickly ran towards the ravine with his figure shaking.

Not long after, Dean Nuoding came back carrying many burns on his body, who was seriously injured and dying.

"Teacher, the dean was seriously injured and he is not dead yet."

"."

Pursing his lips and looking at him, the master sighed. "This time it was a disaster without any reason. Seeing that the ghost vine was about to be obtained, suddenly a Feng Xiaotian from the Kamikaze Academy suddenly appeared halfway."

Thinking of the three soul rings around that person, the master was still shocked.

A mere three-ring soul master can launch such a terrifying attack. When did such a talented child appear on the mainland?
"Principal is already like this, should we rest for a few days now, and then continue to obtain my second spirit ring?" Tang San turned his head to look at the disorderly breathing Principal Nuoding, his eyes were filled with calm.

"The dean is injured. Let's go back first. The Soul Hunting Forest is not safe. Our two seriously injured bodies can no longer hunt spirit beasts." The master shook his head.

"That's it."

A faint light flashed in Tang San's eyes, Feng Xiaotian from Shenfeng Academy, I remember him!
the other side.

Wang Mo and Ye Lingling had already run far away.

As for reporting Feng Xiaotian's name, whether Tang San would hold grudges against him because of this, Wang Mo felt that his nervous best friend Feng Xiaotian probably wouldn't care too much.

Furthermore, Tang San had seen his face when he launched the attack, even if he met in the future, Tang San would think that this Feng Xiaotian was not that Feng Xiaotian.

So no problem.

(End of this chapter)