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Blue vines as thick as hemp ropes penetrate the ground, and the winding blue silver grass is like a poisonous snake made of wrought iron. It is tough, fast and extremely difficult to control.

Dai Mubai jumped back and distanced himself. The evil spirit of the underworld lingered on the tiger's palm. The roar of the tiger was deafening. The first soul ring flashed. The yellow and white soul power formed a solid soul shield. The evil energy of the underworld spread rapidly. Combined with soul skills.

Netherworld White Tiger Protective Barrier!

Protecting himself, Dai Mubai's soul power exploded under his feet, creating a shallow pit in the soft ground. He jumped out like a tiger, spanning twenty meters in two or three steps, waving the tiger's palm, tearing off the blue silver grass with blood-colored lines.

Angry and furious!

The Netherworld Qi continuously vibrates in the palm of the hand, and it explodes in an instant, causing considerable damage.

Dai Mubai has great strength. When the two powers are combined, his strength far exceeds that of ordinary soul masters.

"What a strength!"

Tang San was surprised. He knew better than anyone how tough the strengthened Blue Silver Grass was. Ordinary people could cut it with swords, but Dai Mubai tore it into pieces with just a few claws.

Black evil aura hit, Tang San's steps changed, his whole body was like a ghost, erratic, he controlled the crane and captured the dragon to capture three blue silver grass leaves, dodge left and right to avoid Dai Mubai's offensive, widened the gap, and turned his hands into It is the color of mysterious jade, shooting out grass blades.

The surface of the Bluesilver Grass blades seemed to be plated with a layer of steel, exuding a faint metallic luster. The sharp edges of the blades were even sharper, breaking through the air and hitting Dai Mubai's chest.

boom! boom! boom!

Three slight sounds sounded, and after the last sound, Dai Mubai's first soul skill was broken!

Under Tang San's superb hidden weapon skills, the Bluesilver Grass blades hit the same position, a skill he couldn't do before, because soul masters are also human beings, and it is impossible to calculate the enemy's response in an instant.

But the reason why hidden professions are powerful is that these professions have certain characteristics. For example, Lin Bai's psychic master transforms psychic power into telekinesis, while Tang San's Shura warrior master regards weapons as extensions of his hands and feet. After touching them, , it will become extremely familiar, as if it has been used thousands of times.

A swordsman who has been traveling around the world for ten years must be extremely familiar with his own sword. He can recognize it when he touches it. The word "Sword Master" of Shura Soldier Master is what gave Tang San such a talent for handling all hidden weapons.

Dai Mubai felt a pain in his chest and grunted, with a look of surprise in his eyes. The third blade broke through the protective barrier, and its power was much weakened. Otherwise, he would have been injured and bleeding under this blow.

"Great skill, but I won't be careless again."

Knowing that Dai Mubai had misunderstood, Tang San looked indifferently, with no intention of explaining. The soul power of his left hand spawned blue silver grass vines, which looked like a long whip in his hand. The blood-lined leaves were supported by the supply of soul power, and then Like a sharp blade growing on an iron whip.

The disciples of the Tang Sect had no habit of using weapons, but Master Shura could use all weapons proficiently, and ordinary blue silver grass could be strengthened to the hardness of a sword. Naturally, Tang San would not waste his talent, so he would occasionally use a long whip to fight against the enemy.

The soul power can generate bluesilver grass vines at will, and they can be used as weapons. Moreover, the leaves on the bluesilver grass whip can be used as hidden weapons!

In front of everyone, Dai Mubai was unwilling to lose to Tang San, who was younger than him in cultivation level. He no longer took chances, his purple soul ring lit up, and he used a thousand-year soul skill.

White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

Attack, defense, strength, and ailment resistance are doubled.

Dai Mubai's muscles bulged, and his black and white hair stood up like steel needles. With the blessing of the Nether Warrior Monk profession, all of his attributes were far stronger than those of the three-ring soul master. Once his attributes were doubled, several attributes had already been Surpassing the Soul Sect, and at least a Soul Sect level forty-five or above.

Spanning more than ten levels of soul power, this is the power of a soul master after he obtains a new profession!

Tang San has no status bonus soul skills. Fortunately, the White Tiger King Kong Transformation does not increase his speed, so Tang San can still rely on the ghost shadow fan to keep dodging and find time to launch hidden weapons. He does not even need to use specially forged hidden weapons. After strengthening The Bluesilver Grass blades would have a chance to break through Dai Mubai's defense.

It just takes five times to hit one spot.

Tang San had a calm temperament, even more so in battle. The more he got into a fierce battle, the clearer and more flexible his mind would become. He knew that if he continued to consume like this, Dai Mubai would not be his opponent, and he would forcefully exhaust all his physical strength and energy. mana.

And he has Xuantian Kung and Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, which is very suitable for protracted battles.

Dai Mubai waved his arm, swift and powerful, causing strong wind to blow the fallen leaves, but Tang San's expression remained unchanged, he calmly changed his position and dodged Dai Mubai's attack.

"Don't run away if you have the guts!"

He yelled angrily, his eyes spitting fire, as if he had lost his mind.

Well, although Dai Mubai passed the S-level dungeon, there are gains and losses. Relying on helping Oscar obtain a powerful hidden profession must have certain drawbacks, otherwise it would be unfair to others.

Monks need to increase their will attributes and fight against the doubts of evil things, but Nether Monks are different. Their willpower has long been corroded. If they want to embark on the road of strength, they need to uphold their original intentions and maintain clarity deep in their hearts.

Neither Dai Mubai nor Flanders understand this truth.

Flanders frowned. Even if he didn't know the shortcomings of the Nether Monk profession, he could tell that something was wrong with Dai Mubai at this moment. He was like a madman, and every attack was aimed at Tang San's vital points.

"Mubai, stop!"

Flanders disappeared and reappeared in the field. He held Dai Mubai's arm with one hand and made it unable to move. It was like pouring cold water on him. Dai Mubai shivered and looked confused: "Yuan "Chief, what are you holding me for?"

Flanders' eyes behind the lens condensed, and he said seriously: "Don't you remember? You just seemed to have a grudge against Tang San for killing his father, so you attacked like crazy. I just let you guys compete, but I didn't let you So cruel."

"I seem to know the reason why Dai Mubai went crazy."

Tang San was behind Flanders, his eyes a little unfinished, but he had strong self-control and recovered quickly.

"Xiao San, what did you see?"

Yu Xiaogang asked for Flender.

Tang San turned to look at Dai Mubai, "It should be negative emotions. My profession allows me to sense other people's fighting intentions. Dai Mubai had high fighting intentions at the beginning, but after reaching a certain limit, he couldn't attack me. Negative emotions began to grow in my heart, and my fighting spirit was replaced by negative emotions. It seemed that I couldn't get rid of these negative emotions, so I went crazy. "

Flanders frowned, "How could this happen? Mubai, have you ever been like this before?"

Dai Mubai was completely awake. Recalling the memories just now, fear was written on his face. He thought carefully for a moment and shook his head helplessly.

"In the past, when I was in Soto City, whenever I felt bad, I would go to the city to vent it out. This time I entered the underground city and I haven't been there for three days."