However, even though Tang San's 49 hammers were all head-on, the man called Kai still had a steady breath.

Looking at the other party's light and breezy appearance, it seemed that he was still waiting for Tang San's 50th hammer.

"Is it gone?" Armor looked at Tang San playfully, with disdain between his eyebrows.

"But your hammer method is indeed a bit of a doorway, presumably in Haotian Sect, only the descendants of the disciples can practice it. No wonder that Sima guy can't get rid of it. Glancing at the man in Tsing Yi who was breathing weakly below his eyes, he spoke.

"Final word!"

Looking at the calm armor, Tang San took a deep breath and drank again.

The moment the red soul ring flickered, the Haotian Hammer in his hand expanded sharply, and the dark light released a terrifying aura, smashing into the armor as hard as it had used before.

"Just let me see how powerful your move really is!"

Looking at the Haotian Hammer that was getting closer and closer in his sight, the armor's expression did not change, and the fifth soul ring lit up again: "Shura's Blade!"

In an instant, the blue knife collided with the Haotian Hammer.

Blue and black are intertwined.

Clang!

With the deafening sound of metal impact, although Tang San was not as far as before, he still stumbled back ten meters away.

In the confrontation just now, although the Sky Hammer offset the nine-layer soul power on the opponent's blue knife, it was that layer of soul power that bombarded his body, causing his chest and blood to roll and his arm to ache.

On the other hand, looking at the opponent's armor, his body did not move at all, and only a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Is that hammer just now the 100,000-year soul technique you used the Haotian Hammer? It really deserves to be the strongest attack-type weapon martial soul, Sima was unjustly defeated. The murderous intent in Armor's eyes was undiminished, but this did not affect the approval in his mouth.

"Sure enough, as I thought, although this Tang San showed a strength that he shouldn't have at his age, and even defeated the 68-level Sima, he was still far from being the opponent of the armor. ”

"As far as I know, the armor is a level 76 soul saint, even if he defeats Tang San, it is also a matter of course. After all, there is a 20-level soul power gap. ”

"Tang San has done a good job, at least his weird ability to turn into metal has made him invincible. ”

"It's a pity that Tang San is undefeated and useless, this is a high-level soul master competition, not an individual competition, a team competition. Among his six teammates, the highest soul power is that Dai Mubai is level 41, and the other five are only level 31, which is far from being comparable to the people of the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

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In the stands, the fierce discussion continued.

"Armor, that kid's ability is a little weird, since you can't hurt him, let's start with his teammates first. "A young man in red flew to the side of the armor, and his martial spirit was a scythe with chains.

"Our idea is the same as Xuan Ce, to deal with those weak little guys first. ”

After a while, the Wuhun Hall team, except for the seriously injured Sima and the auxiliary soul master Miyamoto, the five main attackers stood side by side.

"Then listen to you. Kai was not stubborn, and his gaze moved from Tang San's body to Xiao Wu's body.

"Be vigilant and take formation!"

As Tang San's words fell, the figures of the seven members of the Tang Sect flashed at the same time. In an instant, the seven people formed an orderly position.

There are four rows in the formation, arranged in one, three, two, one. Among them, Tang San was at the front, Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were in the second row, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were in the third row, and Dai Mubai was in the last row.

"What a funny little guy!"

Looking at the formation set up by Tang San's seven people, the five people in the Martial Spirit Hall let out a sneer, and then the soul ring flickered.

In the hand of the armor, the blue knife was still the same, and a sharp chill was released from the blade.

Hance held one end of the chain in his hand, and the sharp scythe swirled and danced.

The other three, one holding a two-zhang-long Fang Tian painting halberd, one holding a pink folding fan that emits a little fluorescence, and one holding an iron rod engraved with lines.

With the sound of breaking through the air, the five figures of the Martial Spirit Hall swept towards Tang San and the seven people with terrifying soul power.

"Today, I will let you see what the real Tang Sect is!"

Tang San coldly glanced at the five people of the Martial Soul Palace, and the next moment, led by him, led by the six people of Xiao Wu behind him, greeted everyone in the Martial Soul Hall at the same time.

"Are those seven little guys crazy? If they don't retreat, they even take the initiative to meet them!"

In the stands, a group of spectators showed surprised expressions and rubbed their hands nervously, as if they were worried about Tang Sanqi and others.

Buzz Buzz –

Suddenly, there was a strange buzzing sound from the fighting platform.

Immediately after, under the eyes of everyone, I saw the seven little guys of Tangmen take out a spherical object from their arms at the same time.

"It's now!"

As Tang San's voice fell, the right hand arm of the seven members of the Tang Sect holding the spherical object waved, and the forearm shook in a strange rhythm, and the movements of the seven people were exactly the same.

The moment their five fingers opened, their fingers seemed to disappear out of thin air and turned into a phantom, and at the same time, the spherical object held in the palm of their hands flew out towards the five people of the Martial Spirit Hall who happened to be swept by.

"What is this little iron ball? I don't have any soul power, you don't want to hurt us with it, do you?" one of the Martial Spirit Hall let out a sneer, but before the playful voice could float away, his brow furrowed sharply.

Boom, boom, boom......

I saw that the small iron ball thrown by the seven people of the Tang Sect suddenly stopped and no longer moved forward, but spun violently. As it rotated, dark yellow needles shot out of the dense holes in the small iron ball.

These stinging needles seemed to be conscious, and each one shot out in a curve, hitting one of the people in the Martial Spirit Hall accurately.

"Be careful, don't be careless!"

The armor let out a loud shout, and took the lead in lighting up the defensive spirit ring, and at the same time, the blue knife in his hand slashed at the stabbing needle that shot at it. The other four did not hesitate and immediately followed suit.

Bell Bell Bell –

In the continuous sound of metal humming, dense stinging needles bombarded the light armor outside the five human bodies of the Martial Spirit Hall.

At first, Kai, Xuan Ce and the others didn't think there was anything strange about this needle, but as time passed, they soon discovered the existence of a strange one.

These innumerable needles have a specific trajectory, and no matter how they strike, they will always arc in the air towards others.

"My God, what did the people of the Martial Spirit Hall encounter!"

The spectators in the stands stared at the arena in disbelief, and in their opinion, the five people of the Martial Spirit Hall were in a spherical space full of stinging needles.

In this small space, dense needles shot at them again and again, no matter how they chopped, the number of these needles never decreased. Even if he swept away the needles around him, those needles that were swept out would use the power he swung out to attack Xiang Lingyi.

On the rostrum, Wu Fang looked at Tang Sanqi's masterpiece, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Sect's tenth secret weapon technique bat wing reincarnation, coupled with the ninth secret weapon dragon whisker needle, how could the guys in the Martial Spirit Hall easily break free?

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