Chapter 11: Zao Wou-Ki, King of Fudo (4)

"Hey ——!"

The bottom of the thick black shield, which was as black as ink, was like a long sword, and after Ling Lu smashed it hard, it was slammed into the ground, and the surrounding dust shook one after another, and even Ning Rongrong's whole person felt shocked.

Of course, the Tang San Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul that had spread over was also shocked by the coefficient.

At this time, the earthy yellow wave had already reached his eyes, and Tang San couldn't, so he had to jump up in the air and give up Ling Lu and Ning Rongrong.

The wave crossed Tang San and hit in front of Linglu's shield.

It's over, and he will be eliminated in the first round, Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind Ling Lu, thought so.

In mid-air, Tang San had the same thought in his heart.

It's only level twenty-nine and I want to resist the attack of the Soul Saint head-on, this Linglu is too big, but it's a pity, the two of them will be eliminated together.

He sighed inwardly.

Just when Tang San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, and even Ning Rongrong himself thought they were going to be eliminated, the earthy yellow waves slammed into Linglu's shield.

"Bang ——!!"

The voice was very loud, Linglu didn't move at all, and even the two bright yellow soul rings on her body didn't light up, and the soul skills were useless, but her and Ning Rongrong's hair behind her were blown by the stirred wind.

What a strong defense!

Everyone on the field looked surprised, and even Qian Linjue, who was flying in the sky, couldn't help but look sideways.

"Okay, good, it's a monster!" Zao Wou-Ki praised again and again, and his evaluation of Linglu instantly rose a few points.

Glancing at Ling Lu on the ground again, Tang San turned his head, folded his hands in front of him, and shouted: "Xiao Wu, up!" ”

Tang San and Xiao Wu have cooperated for many years, and they have long had a tacit understanding like an old husband and wife, and they don't need to look at it with their eyes, Xiao Wu knows where Tang San's hand is now.

The jade foot was a little in Tang San's palm, and Xiao Wu's body was like an arrow off the string, shooting away in the direction of Zao Wouji.

At this moment, Qian Linjue, who had been flying in the sky, also moved.

The bright yellow soul ring under his feet lit up, and the first soul technique, the scorching yang body, had already been activated.

The scorching sun body, Qian Linjue's first soul skill, the soul ring is taken from a red-eyed scorching sun chicken that is more than 400 years old, and the effect is to increase the attack power and defense by 50% after use.

After the soul technique was used, the air around Qian Linjue's body shook slightly, and the momentum of the whole person also rose in vain.

He rolled in the air, and when his body unfolded, he stretched out his foot and kicked Zao Wou-Ki on the ground in the chest.

His speed was very fast, obviously he was a latecomer, but he arrived before Xiao Wu, and stomped on Zao Wouji's left chest with a kick.

At this time, Zao Wou-ki's tower-like body did not move at all, and not only was he not annoyed when he was attacked, but he laughed.

"Hahahaha, boy, the attack is good, but you're still too tender."

With that, the position where he was stepped on was strangely dented.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Qian Linjue's knees bent rapidly, and the whole person seemed to squat on Zao Wouji's chest.

"Bang ——!"

The sunken muscles of Zao Wou-ki's chest bulged suddenly, sending Qian Linjue's whole body flying, like an anti-aircraft cannon hitting a cannonball, shooting him straight above the clearing, and in just a dozen seconds, he was sent to an altitude of more than 300 meters.

During this time, Xiao Wu's attack had arrived, the martial soul possession was completed in the air, two long rabbit ears grew on his head, his body curled up and stretched again, and his two feet kicked out, accurately hitting Zao Wou-ki, kicking on his shoulder, and then stepping on it firmly.

The ground bulged and cracked, and countless thick blue silver grasses drilled out of the ground, arching Zao Wou-Ki off the ground at the same time, and tying him into zongzi, tied him firmly.