At this time, the whole body is already full of holes, and some of the wonders can be seen faintly through the holes.
This was also the reason why Meng still attacked Tang San as soon as she broke free from the Blue Silver Grass, at this time she was not only angry, but also ashamed and angry.
Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle, muttered: "Xiao San, this Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul really has a set of clothes when he takes off his clothes.
If you control it just now, maybe the opponent will admit defeat directly. ” Whether it is Dai Mubai, or Ma Hongjun and Oscar, their eyes are staring at Meng still fiercely for a moment at this time, how to say that Meng is still a pretty good beauty, and the cave outfit at this time has a hazy beauty.
Dai Mubai and Oscar are a little more restrained, but Ma Hongjun, the fat man, is already drooling there, and there is a tendency for evil fires to surge.
Seeing that the Blue Silver Grass couldn't play a role, Tang San couldn't help frowning slightly, the tongue blade had already arrived in front of him, and the sudden increase in the length of two feet came extremely suddenly, and he couldn't dodge anymore.
The body deviated slightly, Tang San no longer retreated, and exerted force under his feet, almost rushing forward in the opposite direction against the tongue blade, and at the same time, his left hand was pulled by the control crane strength, and the right hand was smashed out with the strength of the dragon, the target was the snake staff on the snake head and below, if this was really a snake, then, Tang San's goal was the seven inches of this snake.
At this time, Tang San already understood why Meng was still immune to the toxins on her Blue Silver Grass, because her martial soul itself was highly poisonous, and she naturally had a certain immunity to the poisonous surname.
It was precisely because of this that she was able to successfully escape her entanglement skills.
With a muffled bang, the snake's head crutch rose slightly, Meng Zhen's soul power was even more domineering than Tang San imagined, although the snake staff was shaken open, but Tang San did not get the opportunity to attack, Meng still forcibly pulled the snake staff back, the hands holding the snake staff shook slightly, and the snake staff had turned into eight lights and shadows and pointed towards Tang San's body at the same time.
These eight rays of light and shadow were virtual and real, with surging domineering soul power, covering almost all the space that Tang San could dodge.
And at this moment, Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up, and the deep purple light was none other than the Purple Pole Demon Pupil.
Seeing Tang San's eyes suddenly turning purple, Meng still couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and his hands couldn't help but ease slightly.
The eight lights and shadows conjured up by the snake-headed crutch can be said to be real, and it can also be said that each one is fake, and the constant change between truth and falsehood can maintain their existence.
Even if a master like Zhao Wuji encountered this kind of attack, he could only choose to block it and there was no other way, but in front of Tang San's Purple Pole Demon Pupil, the incomparably fast snake-headed crutch slowed down.
All the trajectories were clearly reflected into Tang San's brain through the Purple Pole Demon Pupil.
Tang San's hands were both hands, and he stretched forward at the same time without hesitation, and the soul power full of sticky surnames made the snake-headed crutch suddenly stagnate, and then, Tang San's right hand probed like lightning like a stroke of genius, and he actually grabbed it on the body of the snake-headed crutch, and the position of the grasp was exactly the seven inches he had hit before.
Meng still only felt that the snake staff in his hand tightened, and all the illusory lights and shadows disappeared, but Meng Yan's attack did not end.
The tongue blade that erupted from the snake's head crutch suddenly slid strangely, cutting directly into Tang San's right hand holding the crutch.
Sen Ran's sharp blade flashed with a blue luster, everyone knew that if it was slashed this time, I am afraid that Meng Yi's reaction speed would be extremely fast, almost at the same time that Tang San grabbed the snake's head crutch, the tongue blade had already struck.
In this case, even if Tang San wanted to hide, it was already a little too late.
If he let go of the hand that was holding the snake staff, Meng would still inevitably lead the snake staff to attack down, and the target of the tongue blade's attack would immediately turn to Tang San's body.
The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong, although Tang San's ghost shadow trace is mysterious, it is almost impossible to dodge Meng Yi's attack in this situation.
Here, Xiao Wu, who was watching the battle, had already exclaimed, and was about to rush forward when he started, but was stopped by Zao Wou-Ki, who found it in time.
Zao Wou-Ki also had a gloomy face, but if he made a rash move in this kind of fair competition, it would be a violation of the rules of the game.
What's more, he believed that Tang San was by no means so easy to be defeated by the other party, at the beginning, this kid was even deflated by himself with a secret weapon.
At this time, his strongest attack method never appeared.
Faced with the tongue blade that cut down, Tang San chose the simplest solution, and at the same time, it was like committing suicide.
His right hand did not let go, but his left hand quickly raised, and it grabbed the tongue blade that the snake staff spat out.
"Little three."
Xiao Wu exclaimed again, she had closed her eyes in fright, she never wanted to see Tang San's palm cut off.
However, Tang San's palm was cut off, and the answer was, of course, no.
With a soft ding, Tang San's left hand had already firmly controlled the tongue blade, and at this time, his hands had already turned into a crystal jade color.
It is the Tang Sect's peerless Xuanyu hand.
Xuanyu hand, recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record.
For the secret weapon masters of the Tang Sect, the Xuanyu hand is one of the compulsory courses.
In Tang San's previous life, except for the Tang Sect, most people who used hidden weapons, especially quenching poisonous secret weapons, had to wear deerskin gloves on their hands to avoid injury to their palms.
If the disciples of the Tang Sect were the same, wouldn't it be a joke?
The Xuanyu hand, based on the Xuantian Gong, makes the palm as tough as cold jade, and it is invulnerable.
With it, the disciples of the Tang Sect don't need to make an estimate when they use any secret weapons, let alone fear of hurting themselves.
Of course, Xuanyu's hand also has a limit, and when the attack limit exceeds itself, the palm will still hurt.
However, Tang San's limit of Xuanyu's hand at this time was obviously not something that Meng could still reach.
It may still be possible to change to the snake woman's snake-headed crutches.
The tongue blade was in his hand, Tang San's five fingers tightened, and with both hands, he grabbed the snake staff and the tongue blade, holding the top of Meng Yi's snake head crutch tightly in his hands.
The two of them were each at the end of the snake staff, and they were immediately deadlocked.
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The tongue blade can be said to be the essence of the snake's head crutch, many skills need to be used through the tongue blade, the tongue blade was held in Tang San's hand, as if copper was cast in iron, Meng still exerted his strength several times, not only failed to take back the snake staff, but even Tang San's palm, which suddenly became white as jade, could not be cut.
Meng Zhen's strength was all on this snake staff, she naturally couldn't give up her weapon, Tang San certainly understood this truth, this snake staff became the key to the battle between the two.
Almost without hesitation, the two of them simultaneously urged their soul power to attack each other through the snake staff.
Tang San's soul power was blue, Meng Yi's soul power was gray, and the light of two different colors was displayed on the snake staff at the same time, and a powerful collision suddenly erupted.
At this time, the soul skills have no effect, the soul power of the two is almost the same, and in the face of the stormy soul power impact of the other party, they can no longer free up their hands to interfere with the opponent in other ways.
Of course, Tang San could activate his secret weapon, but he didn't want to do that.
If he faced an opponent with similar strength to himself who couldn't be defeated with his martial soul and combat skills, then he had cultivated in vain for so many years.
Although the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul's control ability was restrained by the other party, Tang San also had to prove that he was stronger than the opponent.
In this way, the battle between Tang San and Meng Yi evolved into a battle of soul power competition.
Meng Yi's soul power was fierce and domineering, coupled with the anger in her heart, as soon as she and Tang San entered the stalemate level, they immediately launched a strong impact like a storm crashing on the shore.
Tang San's Xuantian Gong is an authentic and superior Dao sect inner family method, and its characteristics are flexible, strong, and endless.
Tang San knew that the other party's soul power was above his own, so as soon as Meng still attacked, he was not in a hurry to fight back, but shrank his soul power at one-third of his own snake staff and stubbornly resisted.
No matter how you attack, I will not move.
Seeing that Tang San and Meng were still at the point of a soul power contest, Snake Woman Chao Tianxiang and Zhao Wuji were a little nervous.
They knew very well that the soul power contest was a very dangerous duel, and if one was not good, they could be hit hard.
Subconsciously, both of them slowly approached the battlefield, and once there was a problem, they would immediately come to the rescue.
Time passed minute by minute, whether it was Tang San or Meng Yi, sweat stains began to appear on their foreheads, and both of them had done their best.
Tang Sansheng is in the aspect of Xuantian Gong's flexibility and endless life, and his own recovery speed is fast.
And Meng is still better than Tang San in his own soul power.
If both men maintain a balanced defensive position, then this contest is likely to end up in a lose-lose situation.
However, Meng was still too eager for quick success, and her attacks were too dreamy at the beginning of the soul power hedge, so that the soul power consumption was much greater than that of Tang San, who was passively defending.
On the surface, her gray soul power occupies two-thirds of the entire snake staff, but in fact, the consumption of her soul power will only be greater.
As time passed, under this dissipation, Tang San's counterattack gradually began, and the blue soul power gradually gained the upper hand on the snake staff.
The balance of strength between the two is gradually tilting.
To be continued: