Douluo: This Tang San is different

Soul customs.

In front of the city gate.

Tang San sat high on the Soul Seal Throne of Wisdom and Spirit, looking at the Sun and Moon army, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he made the entire army kneel down, and even two of the three titled Douluo were directly disabled.

Ge Long never thought that this battle would be so easy.

so--

Tang San's previous plan was just to let him, the marshal, listen. How to do it depends entirely on his personal preferences, because he is invincible?

[Fortunately, in addition to being the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Tang San is also Tiandou's Silver Blue Earl, and seems to be brothers with Emperor Qinghe... This is Tiandou's blessing! 】

Ge Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then laughed: "The sun and moon thieves are vulnerable to a single blow!"

Yu Feng, Osluo, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan and other people who did not know the existence of the Soul Seal Throne were also extremely shocked at this moment. They did not know what kind of treasure it was, and it was so powerful. The person sitting on it, but With just a flick of his finger, the enemy lost most of its combat effectiveness.

"I have received your sincerity, get up."

Tang San did not get down from the Soul Seal Throne of Wisdom and Spirit, but knocked on the armrest. The Soul Seal Throne immediately split into more than a dozen projections, which landed on Xiao Wu, Guang Ling, Huo Wu, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Hu Liena waited for the generals who accompanied him to the battle, lifted them up, and displayed them on both sides of him.

Among the people, except for Hu Liena, it was the first time for them to sit on the Soul Seal Throne, and they were all shocked as they felt the terrifying increase that the throne had on them.

Especially in terms of mental strength, he can observe everything on the entire battlefield from 360 degrees without blind spots!

Even if someone in the Sun and Moon Legion makes a small move, they can clearly observe it. Even the enemy's next move will be three seconds ahead of time in his mind.

"Now, the battle begins. You send people out first. After all, you are the challenger."

Aolong stood up slowly, his cheeks covered with sweat. Looking at the two Yi Hongchen and Jun Youwei beside him who were unable to get up due to broken spines, as well as the large group of soldiers behind him who could not get up, he couldn't help but roar: " Why are you humiliating us like this!"

"I'll count to three." Tang San held out three fingers to himself, "If you don't send anyone, then there's no need to go back. Even if they are bad guests, we will treat them well."

"three."

A trace of sweat broke out on Aolong's forehead again, and he realized that he was now a fish, and the other party was a sword. If he didn't agree, he might really be annihilated.

escape?

no chance.

Now, he could only delay for time. He had secretly passed the message to Xiaohai City through the communication soul guide, and the three worshipers would definitely come to save them.

"two."

Aolong said to the Soul Saint on the side: "Fenghe, you go first."

"Yes." The soul saint named Feng He swallowed, but still shouted loudly to embolden himself. He held a soul guide spear with a pair of white wings growing out of his back, landed in the middle of the battlefield, and shouted: "Fenghe, level 78 soul saint, who dares to fight me!"

"This man is quite brave." Yufeng chuckled and was eager to try. When Tang San nodded, he left the Soul Seal Throne, fluttered his wings and flew to Feng He, saying: "Yu Feng, sixty-first level Soul Emperor. "

Hearing that the other party was just a soul emperor, Fenghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In order to delay time, he mocked: "How dare a mere soul emperor come to fight me?"

"act recklessly!"

Yu Feng sneered and didn't say anything. He was just possessed by the martial soul, two yellow, two purple and two black, and six soul rings appeared one after another.

When Fenghe saw this, he knew that the other party was about to take action, and he also released his soul rings, one white, two yellow, two purple and two black. Among the seven soul rings, the first soul ring was white.

Yufeng spread his wings behind him and flew into the sky.

Fenghe was also flying, chasing the opponent. The two clashed in the air, testing the opponent's strength, speed and defense.

After a brief fight, Yufeng had already sensed that the opponent's physical strength was not as strong as his own, and his flying method was straight forward and not as flexible as his own.

"So, I'm already so strong?"

Yufeng sensed the whirlwind caused by the opponent's flight, smiled, spread his wings, and crashed towards Fenghe like a swooping eagle.

"Want to die together?"

Fenghe was shocked. If he was hit by the opponent, even if he could survive, he would definitely be seriously injured. And how could the opponent launch a suicidal attack on him?

Therefore, Fenghe predicted the position in advance, predicted the direction of Yufeng's impact, and dodged immediately.

Uh-huh!

A flash of white light cut through Yufeng's personal armor and made a huge gash on his chest.

This is the first soul skill of Yufeng: Wing Blade.

With the help of the falling gravity acceleration, the moment he approached the opponent, he used his first soul skill to split the opponent in half... This is what Yufeng had planned, but unfortunately, he was dodged by the opponent.

"As a soul saint, I still have some abilities." At the moment when he missed the opponent, Yufeng commented secretly, "But the strength is weaker than the soul saint of ordinary bird martial arts, especially in terms of reaction speed. It's more than a step behind, is it because you are used to using soul guides?"

The moment he turned his head, Yu Feng discovered that Feng He, who had a scar on his chest, endured the pain and pointed the spear in his hand at him. At the moment when the soul power was injected, the spear head suddenly lit up with a light. group, emitting a white light.

But Yufeng had already reacted and evaded in an instant, spinning around the opponent in an elegant way. The speed was so fast that it even set off a hurricane, trapping it in it.

And he himself seems not to be flying in the air, but to be swimming in the whirlwind, which is quite elegant.

"The wind control is pretty good." Yu Tianheng sighed, "It seems that during these days of adventure in the mainland, he has not neglected his training. Not only has he been promoted to the level of the Soul Emperor, but he can actually do it without using soul skills. With the advantage of Wuhun, it is like controlling the wind to stir up such a strong wind."

Control the wind?

No!

It is to control the air flow.

Tang San showed a look of relief and said secretly: "It seems that Yufeng has engraved my suggestions in his heart. When training, he must be aware of the flow of air currents at all times, and then the wind element carried by his martial spirit will lead the world." The air flow of the environment is gathered together to achieve the purpose of controlling the air flow."

Hiss!

As the hurricane took shape, Fenghe felt as if his whole body was being scraped by countless knives, his flesh and blood being peeled off the skeleton bit by bit, the movement of his soul power was blocked, his soul skills could not be used, and he could only passively accept the devastation of the hurricane.

"Cyclone Wind Chime Slash!"

Just hearing Yu Feng's soft drink, the white figure seemed to turn into a blade, flashing in the rapid hurricane, and constantly flashing past Fenghe.

Ding ding ding!

Every time the white "blade" cuts across Fenghe's body, it makes a sound like a bell. The crisp sound is so moving, as if it is not cutting the enemy, but playing a beautiful piece of music. ······