His face is like gold paper, and his body is like an Arhat. Le Wen Novel|

Han Chen looked weird, where did he look like an ordinary person?

However, this is what a martial soul should look like, and the role of a martial soul of the auxiliary class is to bring bonuses to the master.

"Shen Zong, Ge Wu, you two, weren't you arrogant just now, okay, which of you comes up first. ”

Han Chen burst out laughing, once the martial soul was used, it seemed that even the whole person's temperament had changed slightly.

"In that case, let's go together. ”

Shen Zong looked at Han Chen without the slightest fear, turned his head, and glanced in Ge Wu's direction.

Ge Wu also smiled: "Yes, I also have this intention." ”

The other party's martial soul is powerful, it is when he is the most invincible, what kind of morality do you pay attention to at this time, if you go head-to-head with him, it is definitely a problem with your brain.

"Shoot!"

So, they jumped up in unison, one left and one right, divided into two sides and attacked in the direction of Han Chen.

The sea of qi shook, and the streamers in the sky turned into a fierce whirlpool, rolling up bursts of monstrous waves, pouring down from the top of Han Chen's head.

If it was placed in normal times, the combined blow of the two would definitely cause Han Chen to suffer a lot of injuries.

Now, however, things are different.

A guardian-type martial soul like this was as if Han Chen had been coated with an extremely thick layer of iron sheet, and after a burst of airflow, he just snorted and bent his knees.

"Hoo ......"

Immediately, he himself quickly stood firm, his waist straightened, and after a painful look appeared between his eyebrows, the arrogance on his face did not decrease, but intensified.

"Come on, Shen Zong, Ge Wu, what are you two martial souls doing in hiding, do you plan to wait until the second stage to use them? Don't you want to think about it, you must have this opportunity?"

Ge Wu smiled, turned his head back, and looked in the direction of Shen Zong: "Brother Shen, what do you think, do you want to let your martial soul show your hand?"

When Shen Zong heard about his martial soul, his head suddenly grew bigger, and he shook his head helplessly.

"It's better to be free, look at my martial soul, she is there. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed not far away.

Looking around, the phantom was hiding far away, crouching on the ground, holding the petals, as if admiring the flowers, and everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Shen Zong is no longer shy away now, and has already confessed frankly that the phantom is his martial soul.

However, the biggest problem is that others still don't believe Shen Zong's words.

The entity martial spirit, and it is also a woman, and its behavior can be said to be exactly the same as that of a human being.

How can such a martial soul exist?

"Well, no matter what, at least this time, I can't count on her. ”

Ge Wu smiled helplessly, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth vigorously.

"Go!"

Randomly, under the urging of the aura, a very small thing, after Ge Wu's order, flew out upside down, constantly shuttling between heaven and earth.

"What kind of martial spirit, it's so small, and you still want to hurt me?"

Han Chen let out a sneer and shook his head: "It seems that although your realm is okay, the martial soul is far from enough, I still overestimate your overall strength." ”

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, with a "bang", the golden light on his arm faded, revealing his original skin.

A bloodstain that was neither deep nor shallow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just for a moment, the tiny thing shuttled back and forth.

"What? This ......"

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was dazzled, and hurriedly cleaned up his mood.

However, the next moment, I saw another long wound scraping on his foot.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

A gloomy look began to flash on Han Chen's face, and after holding back his strength for a while, the golden light at the wound was completely repaired again.

I saw that after a moment of work, three rays of light flashed out in a row.

Han Chen's legs, hands, and even his face were all hung with colors.

"Lightning marten?"

It's just that now he has also seen the true appearance of this martial spirit.

I saw that he tried to reach out several times to grab the lightning marten, but none of them succeeded.

After all, Ge Wu's martial soul is too fast, and he can't compare to speed alone.

"Bastard thing, do you really think that I, Han Chen, can't do anything about your lightning marten?"

Han Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, aimed his left hand at the wrist of his right hand, and fiercely scratched out three long blood marks.

Masochistic general means, drenched in blood.

"I'm going to ruin it. ”

“...... Not good!"

Shen Zong pondered for a moment, and suddenly, his face changed drastically and said, "Ge Wu, hurry up, take back your lightning marten!"

"What?"

However, in a word, it was too late.

The lightning marten smelled the smell of delicious blood and plunged headlong into the wrist of Han Chen's right hand.

Han Chen laughed coldly, had a prediction, let the lightning marten burrow into his wound, gnawed it, and then, he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and slapped the lightning marten on the back with a fierce palm.

"Brute, give me death!"

Exchanging injuries for injuries, he was bent on destroying Ge Wu's martial spirit.

There was a "bang".

Sure enough, the lightning marten let out a terrible wail, and its back was patted squarely, and the leisurely aura was scattered in an instant.

And once the aura condensed into a martial soul is scattered by someone and reunited again, it will take a day to say the least.

In other words, the current Ge Wu is no longer able to use the power of the martial soul.

"This ......" Ge Wu was stunned, obviously not expecting that the other party would be able to use his own body as bait to stimulate the instinct of the martial soul in such an urgent situation.

"I want to see, you two, if you don't have a martial soul, how can you deal with my existence?" Han Chen glanced at the two of them coldly.

"Han Chen, you don't seem to have counted me. ”

Just as Han Chen was proud, the old ghost Murong suddenly said with a smile.

She also came with Shen Zong, and when she was on the Thunder Emperor's rooftop, she awakened her martial spirit.

"You?"

Han Chen smiled, and a look of contempt appeared on his face: "I don't count you into the house, it's because of your strength, so there's nothing to worry about at all." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt a purgatory-like flame rise from under his feet, rushing straight to the soles of his feet.

"No matter how worrying about the martial spirit, after a long preparation, it is also very powerful, isn't it?"

Old Ghost Murong smiled indifferently, glanced at Shen Zong, and under her eyebrows, a divine illusion slowly drifted away......