God of Douluo Krypton Life System

Dust was flying and gravel was flying everywhere.

"Um?"

Zhao Wuji, who originally thought that Tang San had lost his fighting power, narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment.

Because in the dusty area in front of him, there was already an additional figure at this moment.

A young man in long flowing clothes carrying a black and white sword.

"Mistress, one minute is up, you can leave."

"Brother, but I think I can still..."

"Back off."

"All right."

Although he felt a little disappointed, Tang San finally chose to obey Tang Ao's words, and at the next moment, he stepped forward and took out the Dragon Beard Needle from Zhao Wuji's body and retreated.

Because this is what Tang Ao told him to do.

On the other side, as Tang San took out the Dragon Beard Needle, Zhao Wuji moved his muscles slightly and grinned at Tang Ao.

"Little guy, you actually asked your brother to take the needle for me. Are you really so confident that you can finish the remaining time of nearly half a stick of incense?"

"It's natural."

"As for whether I can do it or not, I don't need you to worry about that, Teacher Zhao."

Having said this, Tang Ao threw out a brand new incense stick with his backhand and stuck it on the ground, pointing the Holy Demon Sword directly at Zhao Wuji.

A high-spirited fighting spirit exploded instantly at this moment.

"By the way, I don't want to finish the rest of the time, but I want to start over and hold on for as long as one stick of incense."

"Teacher Zhao, come on."

"Young man is arrogant!"

Bang!

He is a majestic seventh-ringed soul sage. Even if he doesn't use all his strength, it is impossible for a mere four-ringed soul sect to survive a stick of incense in front of him!

"Boy, take a slap from me! The second soul skill - the powerful Vajra Palm!"

"Brother, be careful!"

"Brother Ao!"

Compared to the nervousness of others, Tang Ao shook his head gently.

"Careful? No need."

It's not just about releasing soul skills, it's not like I don't have them.

Moreover, his soul skills are much higher than those of his opponent!

Buzz buzz...

As this thought appeared in Tang Ao's mind, the ten-meter area centered on him was instantly shrouded in strong murderous intent.

Even Zhao Wuji, who was the Soul Saint, was now affected. The soul power attached to his fist began to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all, even if Tang Ao's soul power is not as good as his, this is still a ten thousand year soul skill!

The first soul skill, the killing intention of death!

After weakening the power of Zhao Wuji's second soul skill through his murderous intent, Tang Ao didn't waste any time and swung his sword directly towards Zhao Wuji.

After receiving the blessing of four thousand-year soul rings, the strength of the Holy Demon Sword is no joke.

boom!

The swords and fists collided, and a circle of soul power ripples exploded at this moment, overwhelmingly knocking Xiao Wu and the others back.

Even Dai Mubai, a three-ring soul master, was not spared.

"This feeling? What a good boy, you can actually have such a strong killing intent."

"But if you want to rely on this to survive the rest of the time, it's obviously not enough!"

Although I am very surprised by the strength Tang Ao has shown now, I still want to get through it.

That is obviously impossible!

"Boy, try my fifth soul skill, gravity squeeze..."

"The second soul skill, Soul Capturing!"

Buzz!

Zhao Wuji was just about to use his powerful fifth soul skill when he was stunned by the sound of the sword that sounded from the Holy Demon Sword.

Although Zhao Wuji is a soul saint, it is obvious that the other party has not put all his effort into cultivating his spiritual power.

Compared to him, Tang Ao, who was reborn into this world after death, was innately much stronger mentally than ordinary soul sects.

Coupled with the attraction of the second soul ring, Tang Ao's current mental power is already comparable to that of ordinary soul saints.

It's even slightly better than an attack-type soul master like Zhao Wuji!

After briefly frightening Zhao Wuji, Tang Ao didn't say anything nonsense, and the third soul ring around him lit up at this moment.

A ferocious giant shadow of a blood dragon appeared out of thin air and roared angrily at Zhao Wuji, who had just recovered.

"The third soul skill, the wrath of the blood dragon!"

"You kid..."

Looking at Tang Ao in front of him, who was enveloped in blood-red soul power, Zhao Wuji's face became very ugly.

Because at this moment, Tang Ao's soul power fluctuated and he was no longer a soul sect.

But a soul king above level 55!

His intuition even told him that if he only used the strength of the Soul King to fight this kid, he would be the one who was embarrassed!

"Who taught this kid? He is really a monster!"

Although he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, Zhao Wuji decisively unleashed his Soul Emperor-level strength and collided head-on with Tang Ao, who had just finished using his third soul skill.

"Boy, if you have the guts to use that evil second soul skill, let's fight head-on!"

Is it tough from the front?

At this moment, Tang Ao, whose eyes were red, murmured silently, and then the corners of his mouth raised directly, and the majestic soul power was poured into the holy demon sword in his hand like it was free of money.

In full view of everyone, a sword was thrust out.

"As you wish!"

"Hahaha, you have a good talent! I appreciate it!"

"The second soul skill, the powerful Vajra Palm!"

Click, click, click...

At this moment, the ground shook, the shadows of swords and palms flashed crazily, and the soul power violently raged throughout Shrek Academy!