Chapter 260: In Time or Not In Time

"Teacher!" Oscar shouted this sentence subconsciously without caring about the blood foam in his mouth.

Li Yusong heard this vague voice, and his solid back couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He had already understood everything Oscar and the others did on the way.

Whether it was using the machine gun to snipe the black-clothed man or using it as bait to lure away the enemy and protect his companions, these actions and plans were imperfect, but all of this allowed these children to persist until now.

No matter what the reason, this group of bandits came to Shrek, and now they have completely angered these faculty members who regard the academy as their home.

The black-clothed man was not very worried about the sudden appearance of Li Yusong.

With the vague figure and the form of the martial spirit, he had already judged who the visitor was.

However, a weapon martial spirit soul master, and a beginner of the soul emperor, judging from the intelligence, this person's strength is not worth mentioning.

Of course, the next second, the black-clothed man will regret his arrogance at this moment.

"Third soul skill, Ruyi!" With the shining of the purple soul ring, the dragon pattern stick suddenly grew and rushed straight to the opposite side.

"Come on!"

The man in black raised his right hand and waved his heavy claws, intending to deflect this attack.

But it was not that simple.

"Fourth soul skill, ether anchor point!" Before attacking the enemy, Li Yusong used another soul skill.

Then he flew from a distance with the force of the dragon pattern stick's contraction.

With a burst of soul rings shining, the color of the golden hoop at the end of the dragon pattern stick became thicker.

But this subtle change was not noticed by the man in black.

He still put all his strength and slapped the dragon pattern stick hard.

The sparks caused by the collision of gold and iron made the dark forest suddenly brighten.

The man in black's hands kept shaking, and he couldn't figure out why this iron stick had such power.

Before he could react, Li Yusong had kicked him on the shoulder well point.

Just this one blow made the black-clothed man's blood stagnate with pain.

Li Yusong turned forward, dodged the black-clothed man to the side, and then slid his right hand to the tip of the stick.

A sweep of the stick hit the black-clothed man's waist from bottom to top.

After that, his left and right hands took turns to exert force, and the black-clothed man's knees, armpits, temples, and several other vital points instantly exploded with puffs of blood.

Under this set of attacks, the black-clothed man had no power to fight back. He had a body of soul power but could not use it, and could only be beaten to his knees.

Desperately, he wanted to turn his head to see why a soul emperor could do such a thing.

But in the end, he still didn't have time to see the appearance of the man who ended his opponent.

Li Yusong raised the dragon-patterned stick and hit the black-clothed man's head hard, completely ending the gangster who had brought nightmares to Shrek students for a long time.

He spoke slowly to Oscar lying on the ground.

"It's all over, Oscar. Come back to Shrek with me."

Tears flowed from Oscar's eyes, and he said vaguely, "Okay."

On the other side, Tang San and others were fleeing in a panic.

As a Soul Saint, Captain Three treated his injuries very quickly.

Whether it was his eyes that could not be opened due to poisoning or his hearing that was temporarily tinnitus by the sound waves, they had recovered their functions.

But the bloody right half of his body was not at the level that he could handle by driving his soul power.

The insect tentacles on his head trembled slightly, feeling the ethereal and subtle smell in the air.

In the previous soul skills, he had mixed his scale powder in it, which was also a marking method.

In less than a blink of an eye, Captain Three had locked his target.

"He went to the river, as expected."

Captain Three forcibly displayed his martial soul true body, and his huge wings helped him leave the ground.

With the flapping of his wings, he instantly passed through the dense canopy and came into the air.

From high in the sky, he looked down at the entire forest, his antennae moved slightly, and he corrected the direction of flight.

The eastern horizon had already revealed a hint of light, and the clouds dyed golden by the morning sun foreshadowed the arrival of dawn.

Facing this ray of morning light, the third captain found the target and accelerated suddenly. It was Tang San who was escaping frantically in the woods.

The third captain had a deep memory of this kid who had caused him so much trouble by using hidden weapons.

His hatred was firmly locked on Tang San.

Feeling the murderous intent from the sky, Tang San could not help but increase the soul power output of his legs, and used the soul power wave technique for free.

His meridians were gradually approaching the limit in the violent use at all costs.

Fu Cong entered the woods again. The third captain felt the joy of hunting again. His senses clearly felt the unwilling struggle of the prey in front of him and the subconscious deformation of his movements under fear.

He seemed to fan out a gust of strong wind casually.

A whirlwind of extremely fast speed, carrying a large amount of scale powder, rushed straight towards Tang San.

The call from the God of Death made Tang San's hair stand on end. He compressed his soul power in his meridians with all his strength, and pushed the ground with all his strength, which was a lateral movement close to a right-angle turn.

His bones, ligaments and meridians all made a creaking sound at this time, obviously bearing a huge pressure that should not be borne.

The whirlwind hit the tree trunk where Tang San was originally located with great power.

The mossy and thick bark was peeled off the trunk in an instant, revealing the new green skin inside.

And the phosphorus powder afterwards was like a grinding wheel, grinding through the trunk that was as thick as the two men hugged in an instant.

Before he had a chance to breathe, Tang San caught a fast-moving black shadow from the corner of his eye.

It was a flying kick from the third captain.

Tang San's survival instinct drove his soul power, and the soul power that was not very peaceful was forced to squeeze into the meridians of the eyes at this time, madly strengthening the effect of the purple chess demon boy, striving to see the attack from the soul saint clearly.

The violent soul power was stuffed into the meridians of the eyes that were not very tough, causing tiny wounds on Tang's triangle membrane, and the capillaries in the white of the eye gradually tore and collapsed.

He finally caught the trajectory of the attack from the soul saint.

Under the full force of the crane-controlling dragon attack, his body changed its movement direction at an incredible angle in the air.

After paying all kinds of costs, Tang San finally dodged this fatal attack.

But that was the end of his efforts.

The three captains who failed to hit him showed a surprised expression on their faces. A soul master could dodge the attack of a soul saint, which was absolutely nonsense that only drunkards in the tavern could say.

In his impression, no one had ever been able to exert the full potential of their body under the pressure caused by such a huge level gap.

‘Another genius? Counting this genius who was defeated by me, there are already two of them, right? ’

After he stabilized his body in the air, he locked onto this sturdy genius again.

He smiled again.

The unwilling eyes, the full-strength urging, the suppression of using soul power to survive and the faintly broken meridians in his body reminded him of the good times in the past.

At this time, Tang San had not yet discovered that he had been contaminated with too much scale powder in the previous encounter.

At this time, the insect poison of the scale powder had already invaded his blood, and with every strong beat of his heart, these poisons were destroying the functions of his body.

With his current level of Xuantian Gong and his understanding of poison from Xuantian Baolu, it should not be affected by these.

The bad thing is that Tang San presumptuously modified the technique before, just to pursue the explosion.

Even if he claims to be a genius in the Tang Sect who appears once in a hundred years, how can he fully understand the various details of the origin of Xuantian Gong, the top Taoist technique condensed by the wisdom of generations of inheritors.

He always avoided this point in his heart. He was an outer disciple who learned without the guidance of the master.

The captain savored Tang San's various complex emotions that were about to burst out at this time, as if he had drunk a cup of nectar.

Such delicious food, how can it be wasted like a cow chewing a peony, must be savored carefully to show respect.

Feeling that the enemy seemed to have no signs of rushing to act, Tang San rolled like a lazy donkey who grabbed a life-saving straw and rolled to the back of the tree trunk.

Then he urged the spirit power that was already running out again to flee to the distance.

But with each pump of his heart, he felt that he was getting less and less powerful, and even the internal force that was originally smooth and smooth seemed to be gradually stagnant and not running smoothly.

Unwilling to give up, he activated the Flying God Claw hidden on his right hand. This was a mechanism he secretly built after losing the battle with the Royal Fighting Team.

Because of the lack of materials in Shrek, it was not able to be mass-produced in time.

The powerful pulling force, spanning a distance of 30 meters, pulled him to a higher place.

During the rapid movement, Tang San did not notice that his vision was getting narrower and his thinking was getting slower. He was still thinking about the next plan and looking for a glimmer of hope.

As long as he escaped this whole body perception, and then restrained his breath to remove the mark on his body, he would have a chance to escape.

The power storage spring of the Flying God Claw allowed him to use it three times, but after the second leap, Tang San, he, shot empty.

He watched himself fall to the ground in despair, his limbs and soul power were out of control, as the ground got closer and closer to his eyes.

He seemed to recall the last scene he saw before coming to this world.

Darkness, thick and deep darkness enveloped him, and he could no longer hold on and passed out.

Captain Three came to Tang San and watched the prey's breathing gradually weaken.

'It would be a good idea to capture such a talent and brainwash him to make him a tool, but it's a pity that it took too long. Isn't he just a genius? Of course he is. '

A corner of the sun has appeared in the east, but the rising sun cannot penetrate the thick forest. It seems that Tang San's last moment has arrived.