The fluctuation of the soul power on Wang Hao's body turned from weak to strong in an instant, and a powerful momentum slowly spread from his body.

There are three realms of the void, the iQue is the success, and the iQue is too small.

For the people present, they are naturally not strangers to the Taiwei Realm, for Muzi and his party, because of the Cun Zài who is known as "Uncle Hua", they also have some understanding of the strength of the Taiwei Realm, and for Yan Wuxin, Liu Yiyi, and Mu Chen, they have seen a lot of the Taiwei Realm, so they are not unfamiliar. But at this moment, everyone was facing the pressure of the four [Dark Tigers], and the appearance of a Taiwei Realm soul master was undoubtedly the fatal straw.

The wind moves.

From the beginning of his own shot, Wang Hao didn't intend to give everyone a chance, so at the moment when everyone was surprised, the soul silk on Wang Hao's fingertips had disappeared, and he lost the control of the soul master.

In a moment, the roar of a tiger echoed through the forest.

At the moment when the [Dark Tiger] pounced forward, Wang Hao's figure also disappeared in place at the same time, and through the mottled shadows of the trees, Wang Hao quietly came behind the [Dark Tiger], and the soul suddenly appeared, and the two [Dark Tigers] were once again controlled by their fingertips.

The four [Dark Tigers] formed two front and two behind, and Wang Hao came to everyone with the tiger momentum.

After the tiger roared, the first two [Dark Tigers] suddenly opened their mouths, the red light lit up, and in an instant, two fireballs flew out, and for a while, the originally somewhat dark woods were illuminated a lot by this red light, and before the fireballs arrived, the hot waves had already hit.

In the face of Wang Hao's shot, although the middle-aged man was a little surprised, he was not at a loss, and for him, he was even more surprised that he didn't even notice Wang Hao's strength.

After all, with his accumulation in the Taiwei Realm for so many years, just with his divine sense, he was enough to detect the fluctuations of Wang Hao's soul power, even if the soul master's control of soul power in the Taiwei Realm could reach the subtle level, the difference in strength between the two was not so big that it was imperceptible.

It's just that now is naturally not the time to think about these things, in the face of a blow from a soul master of the same strength, even he can't take it lightly.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Hua took a step back and happened to be in front of Muzi, and the deadwood-colored puppet behind him came to the man, and the one-and-a-half-height puppet raised his arm to shoot out his palm, and a blue light lit up in front of his palm.

The blue light flashed, but this blue light sucked the surrounding wind like a wind vortex, and the wind suddenly rose.

The leaves of the trees in the forest are brushing.

With the sound of the wind, a faint blue curtain appeared in front of the puppet's palm, and in an instant, the fireball collided with the green screen.

The wind stops.

Then the blue curtain shattered, and the two fireballs burst open instantly, and the broken blue curtain turned into a wind and blew forward, attacking backwards with the hot waves, and the hot waves wrapped themselves in Wang Hao in the blink of an eye.

This is the battle between the soul masters of the Taiwei Realm, and the offense and defense are mutually reciprocating. Therefore, what Wang Hao has to face now is his own blow.

In the dark night, the forest was blue and red, and then an explosion sounded, and with the red light disappearing, the forest became dusty.

There is no doubt that Uncle Hua's blow naturally gave others a lot of confidence, but the others naturally did not include Yan Wuxin.

"Be careful. ”

Before the other guards had time to rejoice, Yan Wuxin's figure had already disappeared in place after saying two words, and at the same time, there was also the [Allure] behind him.

[Allure] went backwards, while Yan Wuxin took two steps back and came to Muzi's side, without the slightest hesitation, looking at the flying dust, Yan Wuxin raised his hand and waved it, and [Allure] also waved forward under the control of the soul silk.

Soul power surges.

A fire-colored sword appeared in [Allure] hand, and a moment later, the sword disappeared without a trace.

Soul Array: Spirit Sword and Soul Array: Sleeve Hide.

At this moment, Yan Wuxin shot these two soul arrays, and the soul power in his body also worked out with all his might.

At this moment, everyone still hadn't reacted, and even a look of excitement rose on the faces of several attendants. At this time, the dust slowly subsided, and the two faint red lights hidden in the dust gradually revealed.

Four fireballs.

"Boom"

Before the dust dissipated, four fireballs burst out at the same time in front of everyone's eyes, and the dust that had just calmed down was rolled up again, and with the dust, the fireballs turned into dozens of streams of fire and flew towards everyone.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was full of fire.

A fire rises in the dark.

In the face of so many flowing fires, even Uncle Hua is a little out of proportion at the moment, because the puppet in front of him is using the wind as a shield, but the fire can borrow the wind, so whether the wind and fire are mutually dependent or mutually reinforcing depends on the amount of soul power in it, but speaking of which, if you want to overcome fire with wind, the soul power consumption in it is naturally much more.

For him, it is not difficult to avoid so many flowing fires, the difficult thing is that he can't guarantee that he can block so many flowing fires for everyone, but just because he can't does it doesn't mean that others can't.

Of course, this person is naturally not Yan Wuxin, because he wants to overcome fire with fire, although it is not impossible to do it, but in the face of the attack of a soul master of the Taiwei Realm, Yan Wuxin will not be arrogant to such an extent, so the sword he took out was not to block these flowing fires from the beginning.

There are other people who block the fire, and this is also the meaning of his "be careful".

Liu Yiyi was pulled behind by Mu Chen, and the [Dawn] who was blocking in front of the two of them struck the ground with both hands, and the palms were on the ground, accompanied by the soul power circulating in Mu Chen's body, several clods of soil came out in front of several people, and the clods of soil were instantly connected and expanded to both sides, and the clods of soil became an earthen wall, and the earthen wall was the barrier that blocked several people, and the earth could overcome fire.

Flowing fire hits.

Under the half-arm-thick earthen wall, the offensive of the dozens of flowing fires was undoubtedly blocked, and even if a few of the flowing fires passed through the earthen wall, they lost their original power and were effortlessly defused by Liu Yiyi.

The offensive seemed to end like this, but the [Allure] that had been hidden in his sleeve had not yet been swords, and Yan Wuxin's eyes had been looking at the dust and mist behind the earthen wall.

After a few moments, the earthen wall turned into a clod of dirt again, and the clod returned to the ground.

At this time, Yan Wuxin took a step forward, his fingertips finally moved, and [Allure] waved out, and a flaming long sword appeared.

The sound of collision sounded, and a [Dark Tiger] that broke out of the ground was blocked by the sword of [Allure], and only now, did everyone find that a [Dark Tiger] had already hidden with the flowing fire to attack everyone.

"Don't think about it. Seeing this opportunity, Uncle Hua snorted coldly, and the puppet in front of him struck forward with five fingers, and several wind blades slashed forward.

The wind blade instantly crossed Yan Wuxin and came to the [Dark Tiger], and the [Dark Tiger] blocked by the [Allure] long sword seemed to be afraid of the power of the wind blade, and retreated, and the moment he saw the [Dark Tiger] retreat, Yan Wuxin's eyes flashed, and the long sword in the [Allure] hand slashed forward, and the power was even more powerful than before.

The sound of armor breaking sounded, and the retreating [Dark Tiger] was cut off by Yan Wuxin.

However, in the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for several rounds, but this time the fight ended with the broken leg of the [Dark Tiger], which naturally brought a lot of hope to the other attendants, and looking at the broken leg that was standing between the two parties, Wang Hao couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"It seems that it is not enough, but it has restored your confidence. Wang Hao sneered, and a puppet appeared behind him with a sneer.

Looking at the puppet that appeared behind Wang Hao, everyone's hearts instantly sank to the bottom.

The already bad situation seems to have gotten worse.

If the previous cooperation between Wang Hao and [Dark Tiger] was equivalent to one and a half Taiwei Realm soul masters, then the appearance of the puppet now completely made up for that half of the gap.

Moreover, the puppet in front of him is extraordinary, and Muzi, who knows a lot about puppets, knows how powerful this puppet is.

The puppet name is [Fire Armor].

Eight grades of lower rank.

The difference between the first order is not to be underestimated, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the difference between the first rank is only a world of difference, and this [Fire Armor], which is superior to the upper level of the ninth rank, and the power of a Taiwei Realm soul master is naturally self-evident.

Therefore, Wang Hao has been very confident since he was found, even if Yan Wuxin ruined his plan, even if that blow did not succeed, he was still very confident, he was very confident that after tonight, he would not have to taste the bitterness of the piercing heart.

Because he has the strength to match his self-confidence, he also has a puppet that matches his strength, and he has four ninth-grade [Dark Tigers] to help, so it is impossible for him to lose.

This is the foundation of his self-confidence.

He was confident that she would die.

So, the soul silk in his hand came from the [Dark Tiger] to the puppet behind him, the soul power operated, and under the pull of the soul silk, the dark red fingertips of the [Fire Armor] were raised, and on its fingertips slowly condensed into a bow, a bow made of fire.

Then, Wang Hao's soul silk moved, and the bow in the hand of the [Fire Armor] slowly aimed in the direction where Muzi was.

The bow is made up of the soul array, and the soul array is called the bow.

So, he asked her to die.

Then [Fire Armor] raised his bow and pulled the string like a full moon.

Accompanied by the bowstring, a hint of cicada chirping sounded in the forest.

The sound of cicadas seemed to resound in Yan Wuxin's heart, causing ripples in his heart.

From the moment to the present, even in the face of the [Fire Armor] in front of him, Yan Wuxin, who was still calm in his heart, was a little unable to calm down at this moment because of the sound of cicadas.

Not because of the powerful soul power fluctuations under his divine consciousness, but because under the sound of cicadas, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

Or rather, not acquaintance, but extra familiar.

Because of the familiarity, he remembered a lot of things.

Cicadas mostly chirp in the summer time, and at this moment in the forest, after the loud noise, there are gradually cicadas chirping. Hearing the cicada's song, Yan Wuxin suddenly remembered that someone once said to himself that not far from the empty city, there is a forest, there are cicadas in the forest, but they do not sing in summer and love to sing in winter, so some people call it a cold cicada, and the forest is also named Changlin because of the cicada, the same cicada forest, taking the meaning of cicada song.

Unexpectedly, I came to this forest by accident, but although the forest was there, the person who said he wanted to bring himself to listen to the cicadas did not bring it.

And at this moment, the cicadas are singing in the forest, echoing in the ears.

It is said that the cicada sound in the long forest is melodious, and the solitary sound will not rest for a while, and it often sings into the night before the sun is young, so when the cicada is silent, it is also praised as "the cicada does not sing in the night, and the snow whispers to spend the cold winter". It's just that listening to the cicada chirping at the moment, leaning back against the [Allure] behind him, Yan Wuxin didn't hear the melodiousness of the cicada's voice, and only felt that the cicada sound sounded a little poignant.

The cicada is poignant.

Like a cold wind blowing at such an instant, the winter wind whimpered and was bitter, but compared with the wind, the sound of cicadas was poignant and piercing.

It's different, but it's actually pretty much the same, both cold, one cold, the other cold.

For Chang Linwan, the poignant sound did not stop, and at this time, Yan Wuxin suddenly felt a trace of coldness hit his face, it turned out that with the cold wind, there was a light rain in the sky.

Sudden rain showers.