Douluo's Heroic Spirit

Chapter 185 The Fancy Tang San

A cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and when he turned around, more than a dozen hidden weapons were thrown out. While he was constantly moving, one cold light after another shot out from his hands, looking for the vital position on Wu Ling's body to attack.

All kinds of hidden weapons bloomed in Tang San's hands, some flew straight, some flew obliquely, and some circled behind the back, but there was only one final target, and that was Wu Ling's body.

Tang San released so many hidden weapons at once, thinking he was stable this time, a confident smile just appeared on the corner of his mouth, the next moment a black shadow passed by in front of him, and then Wu Ling's call to him sounded. Disdain to comment on "flashy, vulnerable."

Although it's not clear how Wu Ling's speed suddenly increased, even his Purple Demon Eyes couldn't catch the trajectory, but Tang San would naturally struggle, and the blue silver grass spread out instantly, trying to stop Wu Ling's movements.

However, this is completely futile, the center of Wu Ling's palm is still the magic circle, after all, the flame is the best to use against plants.

Wu Ling directly reached out and easily grabbed the blue silver grass shot by Tang San, the hot flame instantly ignited it, and the flame swept along the blue silver vine towards Tang San, which made him panic at the same time, and hurriedly stopped. Opened the vines.

Seeing that his martial spirit was ineffective several times, Tang San directly retracted the Blue Silver Grass, quickly moved the Ghost Shadow Mistrack to pull himself away, and at the same time continuously released various hidden weapons to try to stop the enemy.

Tang San's hidden weapons were all kinds of strange things, but when facing Wu Ling's body and the flames surrounding his body, he couldn't even get close enough to injure him.

Suddenly, a black shadow shot towards Tang San's position. The latter tried to use the ghost shadow to dodge, but no matter how he changed his body position, the chasing martial spirit could adjust its direction more flexibly. The distance between individuals is rapidly shortened.

"What kind of soul skill is this?" Tang San looked at the Wu Ling who was quickly chasing him, and was extremely shocked. With the Xuantian Treasure Record, he thought he was unparalleled in the world in terms of skills.

For a long time, Ghost Shadow Fan Zongbu has been basically invincible, only suffered a disadvantage when facing Zao Wou-ki.

But the last time Zao Wou-ki forcibly broke his ghost shadow fascination, he also used two soul ring soul skills, so in his opinion, unless his ghost shadow fascination is targeted by a special soul skill, it is impossible to be attacked. People use skills to break through.

But the martial spirit in front of him doesn't seem to use any special soul skills at all, just rushing towards him, and can accurately lock his position, what's going on?

Tang San couldn't figure it out, but it was impossible for Wu Ling to explain it to him. No matter how strong the so-called ghost shadow and fascination skills are, can they be stronger than Wu Ling's physique? Besides, Wu Ling also learned from Douluo 2 He learned Ghost Shadow and Misty Trace in middle school, but he didn't bother to use it, so in front of Wu Ling, Tang San used this kind of gaudy skills and abilities to him, it was like giving him food.

Seeing the distance between Wu Ling and him getting closer, Tang San also thought about coping strategies, but as he thought about it, despair gradually came to his heart.

The plant martial soul was too restrained by the martial spirit's flames. His first and second soul skills, throwing knife and entanglement, because the blue silver grass was not strong enough, it was directly burned to ashes before it got close to the martial spirit. It is equivalent to using two soul skills directly,
And his hidden weapon was useless, even if he spared the wall of fire, its sharp blade couldn't even break the skin on Wu Ling's body. Suddenly, Tang San thought of something.

Just when Wu Ling and Tang San were less than two steps away, the latter's right hand suddenly raised "Xuantian Baolu Hidden Weapon ranks eighth - Dragon Beard Needle!"

You know, he used this to break Zao Wou-ki's defense a few days ago. The man in front of him is so young, he can't defend better than Zao Wou-ki, but the smile on Tang San's face froze again just after it bloomed. .

I saw Wu Ling facing the golden dragon's beard needle, as if facing a child's toy, and easily pinched it before it pierced him.

Zao Wou-ki was so miserable last time, part of the reason was that he underestimated the enemy, there was also lack of speed, he was used to direct defense, lack of knowledge, never seen anything like this, and also because Tang San and the others were students and kept their hands. The combination allowed Tang San to break his defense, but none of the above problems would appear on Wu Ling.

"This...how is this possible!" Tang San was so surprised that he lost his composure and shouted, and the next second, he found that Wu Ling pointed the dragon's whisker at him.

In an instant, a golden light flashed, Tang San realized that his vision was only half left, he was blind, his left eye was blind!

"Eyes!" When Tang San realized, blood and tears were already flowing from his eyes, accompanied by bone-piercing pain.

"Don't worry, I have controlled the strength and direction, if I can't get into my brain, I can only drill into my bones." Wu Ling walked towards Tang San while talking.

Tang San has been a human being for two lifetimes, and he still has this psychological quality. He quickly adjusted his state. When Wu Ling approached, his ten fingers bent at the same time, and six subtle golden lights appeared, but before he could attack, Wu Ling Ling waved his hand in an instant, Tang San's two wrists were fractured at 360 degrees, and the six dragon whiskers fell to the ground.

"Ah!" After losing one eye, Tang San's hands were immediately crippled.

Wu Ling stepped forward and grabbed Tang San's hair, and lifted him up with all his strength, "I don't underestimate skills, after all, when I was weak, I also used skills to defeat the strong with the weak, but you bastard, the skills are so gaudy, The body is too weak, too low, whether it is skills or body, the purity is too low!"

Tang San remained silent after hearing this, he still had a crossbow bolt on his back, it was possible at such a short distance!
"Snapped!"

Wu Ling sensed that Tang San was still going to do some small things, impatiently he slapped it directly, and with a crisp sound, while Tang San was tumbling and spinning in the air, his right face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bastard!" Tang San covered his face and fell to the ground, the anger in his heart once again filled his heart, how many years have passed since he was a human in two lives, the last time he was slapped was in his previous life, this person in front of him must die!
Standing there, Wu Ling didn't pay any attention to Tang San's inner thoughts, but when he casually took out the pistol, the anger on Tang San's head suddenly cooled down.

Tang San had just experienced the power of this little thing, similar to his Tang Sect's Buddha Fury Tang Lian, it should be equipped with special ammunition and mechanism, the power is amazing, once it is hit in the vitals, it is basically cool.

Wu Ling's cultivation base is higher than him, and he can see through his body skills. He still has this special weapon in his hand. What can he do, he can only stop at the same place and dare not act rashly, so that the other party will not dare to kill him in public .

Seeing Tang San's expression that was angry but didn't dare to show it, Wu Ling brought a joyful smile on the corner of his mouth, raised the gun and pulled the trigger, and a continuous bang bang bang sounded.

"Oh!" There was blood on the ground, Tang San growled in pain, three obvious bullet holes appeared on the knee of his right leg, blood was flowing out from nowhere.

Wu Ling retracted the pistol casually, and said casually: "Tiantian only knows how to play tricks and cleverness, and he dare not face the enemy at all, no wonder Tang Hao didn't teach you the real unique skills of Haotianzong, and even made you worship Yu Xiaogang That trash is a teacher."

Hearing Wu Ling slandering his teacher, Tang San endured the pain and said hastily: "What are you talking about, what does this have to do with my father? And you are not allowed to insult my teacher, his research on Wuhun is not You can imagine."

"Research? Hahaha, you don't seem to know the real name of your second martial spirit, that's right, Yu Xiaogang didn't dare to tell you, let alone choose a soul ring for your second martial spirit, so I put you It's such a pity to waste such a good martial soul like this."

Because Tang Yin and the Blue Silver King were dead, and seeing that Tang San had chosen two snake spirit rings in a row, Wu Ling was not afraid that Tang San would awaken the Blue Silver King when the source could no longer make up for it, so he directly He opened his mouth to mock Tang San, but the latter's focus was not on this, but on the second spirit ring. When he heard Wu Ling talking about the second spirit, Tang San's face was full of horror .

"Don't be so shocked, Yu Xiaogang can guess that you have a second martial soul, why can't others, don't forget, your martial soul was awakened by the Hall of Martial Souls."

"You're from the Spirit Hall." Tang San wasn't an idiot either, he reacted after hearing this.

At this time, Dai Mubai who was lying on the ground finally gritted his teeth and said: "Little San...he is the Holy Son of Spirit Hall... Hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)