Chapter 740 740. The Middle Finger

Although the whole body of the Violent Thunder and Fierce Leopard was entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor, the reason why it accepted the task of the Beast God Di Tian was naturally not an ordinary person.

With the power of the blue-purple lightning armor wrapped around his body, the lightning pierced directly through the Blue Silver Emperor like needles on a hedgehog, and with the sound of each blue silver emperor being snapped, the nimble figure landed on the ground again.

The masters compete, and the fighters are fleeting.

Perhaps for ordinary people, these few seconds are just for breathing and blinking, but for experts, it is enough to determine life and death!

Like a fierce tiger coming out of its cage and rushing forward, Tang San used the flying ability of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to charge forward at the moment when the opponent was limited by the parasitic ability. The opponent was originally charging towards him. In this case, the two The distance between people closes in the blink of an eye.

Tang San drew his hands around his chest, the Clear Sky Hammer had already appeared out of thin air, in the wild thunder and fierce leopard's eyes that wanted to choose someone to devour, he waved the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, and smashed it down with one blow!

"Snapped!"

The head of Kuanglei Jibao is as fragile as a watermelon, accompanied by red and white droplets, the headless body crashes to the ground, and the uncontrolled lightning armor on the body turns into lightning particles and spills into the air again. The twitching picture was extremely awkward.

If it was the past, if Tang San wanted to deal with a 60,000-year-old spirit beast, he might have to rely on the Tang Sect's hidden weapons to win after a fierce fight.

However, in the Zhatian Gang, the Baihutang has always been the entrance to foreign wars, and there are fighting madmen from all over the world gathered in it. Under the influence of what we've heard and seen, even Tang San's fighting level has gradually improved.

But even so, Tang San didn't have any pride and self-satisfaction in his heart.

Because whenever he was proud, the image of Yang Ming appeared in his mind.

Compared with Yang Ming, he is still far behind!

Thinking like this, Tang San didn't stop his movements, the eight spider lances on his back, as hard as iron and sharp as a cone, turned their direction, like steel pillars flowing with the color of steel, straight and fiercely inserted backwards In the soil under the feet.

"Aw!"

Under the ground, there was a sudden roar of anger and anger.

Accompanied by the violent fluctuation of the soil under his feet, Tang San stepped on his feet, and he flew up like a golden-winged roc, dodging the attack from the ground.

The huge head of the thousand-legged magic flame centipede drilled out of the ground, and the oily green magic flame gushed out with high temperature and strong corrosiveness, but it was a pity that it fell to nothing. Tang San's powerful spiritual power took the first step to see through it, thus avoiding it. go.

"Chi Chi Chi! Chi Chi Chi!"

The oil-green magic flames fell like raindrops, and landed on the crimson soil. It seemed to be ignited on oil for a long time, burning the ground to blackness, and at the same time emitting bursts of poisonous gas. .

Thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede ferociously raised its huge head, and it could be clearly seen that there were several pitch-black holes on its forehead, which were the wounds pierced by the sharp and invincible Eight Spider Lances just now, and the wounds continued to grow. Vicious pus flowed out from the ground, which was extremely disgusting.

The Qi of the Thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede was so short that it was able to succeed in the sneak attack, so why did it fail?

It wanted to move, but the next moment, Thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede found in horror that it couldn't move!

The Eight Spider Lances are poisonous!

And it's not ordinary poison, but highly poisonous!

The moment the Eight Spider Lances entered the body just now, Tang San poured the poison stored during this period into the opponent's body. Although the Thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede can be regarded as an old poison among spirit beasts, the Demon Flame is full of poison, but it can In terms of toxicity, it was far inferior to the poison of the Eight Spider Lances, so it could only lie on the ground in horror, feeling the rapid loss of life force in its body.

Tang San and the others were in mid-air, at a time when they had nowhere to draw their strength.

The three ten-thousand-year soul beasts who took over the mission of the beast god Ditian, and the last one, the wild tiger, wasting its domineering name in vain, was hiding like a killer in the crowd of beasts and waiting for an opportunity. Seeing the tragic death of his companion Kuang Lei Ji Bao, the thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede's sneak attack failed, Tang San finally showed his flaws, and Feng Xing Kuanghu suddenly appeared.

wind!

The wind is blowing!

The light green magic wind howled, like a gust of level 18, so that instead of relying on gravity to fall to the ground, Tang San was blown even higher by the gust, and could only summon the Blue Silver Emperor subconsciously. The Blue Silver Emperor wandered around his body, using this to resist the enemy's attack.

The speed of Feng Xing Kuanghu is slower than that of Kuang Lei Ji Bao, but it has a special ability, that is, it can hide its figure in the wind for a short time, so that the soul master cannot see its movements with the help of powerful spiritual power.

In the past, Feng Xing Kuanghu hunted and killed many powerful soul masters in the Star Dou Great Forest by virtue of this trick. There were not fifty or twenty soul emperors who died under its claws, and there were even seventy-level soul saints. Planted in its hands.

Ignoring the Blue Silver Emperor who was constantly whipping around Tang San, a cunning look flashed in Fengxing Kuanghu's eyes, hiding his figure in the gust of wind, quietly appeared behind Tang San, and then suddenly attacked!

"when!"

There was a burst of sound like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

Fengxing Kuanghu's cunning eyes were messed up, seeing that his decisive blow was actually blocked by the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him, he just felt that so many years of soul beast life were wasted.

"Why……"

Feng Xing Kuanghu opened his mouth, feeling a bit leaky.

It really wants to know how Tang San sensed its approach, obviously its ability has always been invincible!

Facing the enemy's doubts, Tang San had no reason to answer, the only answer was the fierce blow of the Clear Sky Hammer!

"boom!"

Feng Xing Kuanghu's head was harder than Kuang Lei Ji Bao's, at least it didn't have any bruises on its head, but even so, half of its cheek was sunken in, and an eye burst out and fell to the ground.

The huge corpse fell from the sky, splashing a cloud of dust.

Tang San held the hammer in one hand, the azure blue radiance of the Blue Silver Emperor domain lingered all over his body, making him look like the emperor of this domain.

In just one fight, Tang San killed three soul beasts with no less than 30,000 years of cultivation!

So powerful!

Inspiring!

Tang San stepped on the corpse of Feng Xingkuanghu. The small person seemed insignificant in front of the huge corpse, but he possessed an invincible might.

Tang San raised a middle finger towards the Beast God Ditian, and the sound spread through the soul power, covering the entire battlefield.

"Tang San, the master of the White Tiger Hall, is here to accept the challenge of any spirit beast!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing.

"You're worthy of being the unicorn of the Tang family, and you're worthy of being the head of the White Tiger Hall of my Heaven Exploding Gang."

Beast God Ditian's face turned dark, as black as the bottom of a pot.

Is it so disrespectful?