Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

Chapter 112 Tang San reaped the consequences and doubted his life!

"Your opponent is us!"

Seeing that the opponent was gathering fire to attack Feng Yao, Dai Mubai, Huang Yuan and others were already approaching.

Dai Mubai had fought against Yu Tianheng before, when he was still at Soul Master level. Even though the opponent was two levels ahead of him, he could only suppress him slightly!

Now that so much time has passed, the difference must not be too big!

"Zhuqing!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who knew when to do something, moved his steps and ran towards Dai Mubai.

The two of them emitted white light and black light at the same time, and instantly merged as soon as they came into contact.

After the light dissipated, a huge evil-eyed white tiger appeared on the competition stage. A pair of tiger eyes looked at Yu Tianheng and the others with evil intent.

"Let's go together!"

After a tiger roar, the evil-eyed white tiger led by Dai Mubai took the lead, leading Huang Yuan and the others to rush towards Yu Tianheng and the others.

"Your opponent is us! Three versus three, just right!"

When Yu Tianheng heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

After you combine martial soul fusion skills, you will become one person, right? !

Feng Yao also twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

But the situation did not allow him to stay stunned, Tang San's soul skill came to kill him again.

Tang San's vines exuded a powerful aura, and were as flexible as arms, as if they were giant dragons circling in the air, with Feng Yao surrounded in the middle.

Feng Yao looked calm and raised his hand, and the blue and silver vines surrounding him were instantly torn to pieces.

However, what Feng Yao didn't expect was that after being cut off, the blue and silver vines not only returned to their original shape instantly, but also grew stronger.

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Feng Yao turned his gaze to Tang San.

Seeing the other party's purple soul ring flickering, it became clear in my heart.

Tang San was not as carefree as Feng Yao at this moment, and he was already prepared to admit defeat at any time.

He has clearly recognized the gap. It is impossible for him to defeat Feng Yao with only Blue Silver Grass!

Only the first martial soul in the world can make up for the gap in soul power levels.

A useless martial spirit is a useless martial spirit after all!

The only thing Tang San couldn't figure out was why Feng Yao was also a useless martial spirit and why he could be so powerful!

Feng Yao could easily break his only soul control skill, so there was no need to fight anymore!

He took a deep breath, waved his hands again, and the soul power surged out. The vines that were cut off again suddenly became thicker, like giant pythons, attacking tightly.

And the newly grown blue silver grass also rose up one after another, trying to trap Feng Yao.

"Blazing Flame Jue!"

When Feng Yao saw that the other party was endless, he stopped delaying and condensed a huge fireball in his hand. The blazing temperature instantly burned the entangled Bluesilver Grass to ashes!

The fireball in his hand grew bigger and bigger, and the hot temperature caused the surrounding air to become distorted.

As the fireball continued to grow, Feng Yao waved his hand violently, and the huge fireball cut through the sky like a meteor, heading straight for Tang San.

Wherever he passed, there was a burning aura in the air, as if everything was going to burn up.

Tang San felt the terrifying threat brought by the fireball. He didn't dare to be careless at all, and quickly used Ghost Shadow Trace to prepare to dodge!

"boom--"

For a moment, a big crater was blown up on the field, and everyone turned their attention to it.

"Little San!"

Due to the extremely large range of Feng Yao's Blazing Flame Technique, coupled with the increase in Blue Silver Grass, the audience could not clearly see what was going on inside the flames.

Yu Xiaogang could only worry.

Clenching his fists, he chewed the word "give up" over and over again, preparing to speak out at any time if something went wrong!

Tang San is now reaping the consequences.

His whole body was covered with bluesilver grass, and those bluesilver grasses were ignited one after another.

Ye Lingling has been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, he looked at the Shi brothers and said softly: "Brother Shi!"

"Leave it to me!" Shi Mo shouted and glanced at Shi Mo, "Look after Ling Ling!"

"Brother, don't worry!" Shi Mo raised his basalt shield and rushed into the flames, looking for Tang San's figure.

When he saw Tang San being picked up by Feng Yao with one hand, his pupils trembled.

"The second soul skill - Xuanwu Flying Shield!"

Feeling the sound of breaking through the air coming from his side, Feng Yao subconsciously blocked Tang San in front of him.

"What!" Mo Mo looked shocked and quickly controlled the turtle shield to deviate from the direction.

"Feng Yao, you are so despicable!"

Tang San's expression was distorted, his face was ferocious, and he gritted his teeth.

"I am treating the other person with his own way!" Feng Yao's face was covered by the armor, and Tang San couldn't see his face clearly, but the raised corners of his mouth made him feel sad and angry.

"I'll let you taste your own weapon now!" Feng Yao inserted the silver needle that Tang San had just secretly released into his back.

"The use of weapons is prohibited in the continent-wide senior soul master competition. How dare you break the rules!"

Tang San's face turned from pale to purple, it was obvious that the silver needle Feng Yao had just inserted into his body was extremely poisonous.

There was a sneer at the corner of Feng Yao's mouth, "You are so funny, you actually shout "Catch the thief"! Don't you think this is funny?"

"Let go of the mistress!"

Yu Tianheng and others saw that the fire was still going on and Tang San was nowhere to be seen. After struggling to get rid of Dai Mubai and others' attack, they used their soul skills to help Tang San.

Dai Mubai and the others had no intention of attacking Ye Lingling and Shi Mo.

They knew very well that this battle was entirely because Feng Yao wanted to have some fun and take revenge on the other party for his original grudge.

They don't think that one more Ye Lingling can change the situation of the battle.

On the contrary, because of Ye Lingling, the opponent lost one defensive soul sect.

"Give it back to you!"

As early as he captured Tang San, Feng Yao started beating Tang San.

At this time, Tang San was no longer human.

Not only was he swollen into a pig's head, but his face was bruised and his eyes were narrowed. He was helped up by Yu Tianheng, but he looked like he was about to die and couldn't use any strength.

"I've had enough fun! The battle should be over!"

Feng Yao revealed unparalleled pride in his words, and the Soul Emperor's soul pressure exploded.

Yu Tianheng and others were shaken, and for a moment they were all unsteady on their feet.

"Gudong!"

Several people couldn't help but swallow their saliva, looking at Feng Yao who seemed to be about to show off his power in the next moment, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

This was the first time that Yu Tianheng felt this kind of fear, and he felt it from a person of his own generation.

No wonder Yanzi chose him.

He is indeed very powerful!

They lost this game, and there was no need to continue the subsequent singles matches!

"The Shining Technique!"

Feng Yao didn't give the people in front of him time to think too much. A stream of light flashing with silvery white light came to Yu Tianheng and others in an instant.

"boom--"

Four soul rings, graphite, yellow, purple and purple, flashed crazily, standing at the front. The three people except Tang San also struggled to resist.

However, within a second, several people flew out like kites with broken strings.

(End of this chapter)