Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

If I wanted to during the weekend, I should be able to kill him within three moves.

"Wait a minute, it was too forceful from the beginning..."

The thoughts in his heart were suddenly interrupted, and a gust of cold air appeared on the back of his head. Without even thinking about it, he turned around and rushed to the side.

"boom!"

A steel rod hit the place where weekend had been standing.

Weekend looked at the burly man standing in front of him and saw him slashing at him with a steel knife.

He breathed out slowly, his hands flashed with luster, and the breeze surrounded them.

"Ding!"

There was a clear sound of metal clashing, which was the sound made by weekend's hands grabbing the steel knife.

The hands that shone with gleaming light were not harmed at all, but were holding the blade tightly.

This is the hand-training method that I researched over the weekend. Because it is a patchwork of various techniques and secrets, it does not have an official name.

However, after mastering it, it will have three abilities. The first is its strong palm power, which can easily make big palm prints.

The second is that the hands are as indestructible as a diamond. It may be an exaggeration to say this, but after training, coupled with the effect of the fairy grass stimulated, the hands are stronger than imagined.

The third type is more special. It can integrate the power of a spirit bead into the hands to form special attributes.

For example, the current wind spirit beads will be extremely sharp when the hands are made into palms.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the steel knife was cut off with a palm, leaving the three opponents stunned.

Weekend glanced around and saw that only two of the six people who had been struggling there during this period were left.

“It’s almost time to close the net!”

Then the attack became fierce, and the three heads were cut off one by one by the wind of the palm.

Finally, he pretended to fight with the remaining two people and finally solved them.

At this moment, people around became noisy, but it was not too enthusiastic, and the center of attention was not on the weekend.

Weekend looked at the nine corpses on the ground, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

Faint soul power floated out from the corpse, and most of it was sucked into the arena, while a small part floated towards the weekend.

Looking at those soul powers, it was not absorbed directly into the body on weekends, but transferred to the second dantian.

The soul power of these other people cannot be absorbed into the body casually on weekends.

Regardless of whether there is a problem with it or not, one thing is very important for the weekend when Wuhun is the Lingzhu.

That is purity. Whether it is your current feelings about the spirit bead or the information you learned in your previous life, the purity of power is very important to the spirit bead.

And there is no need for this little bit of soul power on weekends. On the contrary, another change is what weekends are more interested in.

The cold murderous aura filled the air, gradually gathering around Zhou Zhou and slowly invading his body.

Weekend's eyes flashed with a faint red light, and he could feel the murderous aura entering his body. Killing intent arose in his mind, but he was completely ignored by Weekend.

Turning around and walking out of the Hell Killing Fields, the girl had disappeared, which meant that the novice period was over.

When we came outside the building, an unpleasant smell spread, and the breeze seemed to be stained with blood, giving people a moist feeling.

He turned around and walked around aimlessly over the weekend. Now he needs a place to rest, but he still doesn't understand the situation here at all and needs some people to explain it.

"Here we come!" Zhou Zhou raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.

More than a dozen black shadows suddenly appeared in the surroundings, slowly surrounding them.

Weekend stood there, turned around and looked around. There was a soul saint of over 70 levels, three soul emperors, and the rest were all soul kings.

The Soul Saint is a bald, strong man, looking at the weekend with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Boy, you look quite strange. You have blue hair and your body is covered with lines. But if you take a closer look, you are quite handsome and qualified to be a pretty boy."

(End of chapter)