Title Douluo: Sign in from the Glazed Sect

Chapter 45: The Ultimate Weapon Spirit, work together to defeat King Ming!

The most important thing is that Zhao Wuji got angry!

If Jiangchuan is not strong enough, he will definitely be killed by the opponent.

Tang Hao was eager to try.

Jiangchuan cannot die!

Publicly and privately, he has to live.

"The worm shakes the tree," the aurora in front of Zhao Wuji exploded.

"Om!"

The intertwining of soul power makes dust, air, and leaves all contained in one ball.

"Stab!"

Another bloody light lit up.

Visible to the naked eye, a blade of light slashed out, forming a 180-degree sweep with a bloody arc.

Jiang Chuan was knocked back, and he was pushed with great force to plow the ground. He drove hundreds of meters away, and there was a long chasm under his feet.

"call!"

But he spit out a breath of heat.

There are two more blushes on the cheeks.

His face was full of excitement.

The second soul skill blocked the fatal blow.

The first soul skill, using 5.00% Chaos Green Lotus to feed back healing power, Zhao Wuji's move made him feel like he was flowing in a warm spring. This power even broke the shackles of some of his acupuncture points. If If it weren't for the soul ring, his soul power might have made a qualitative leap.

Zhao Wuji stared at the bloody mouth on his right arm.

He is not a fool, and he also noticed the strange disadvantages.

He looked at Jiangchuan with a look of endless aftertaste! ! !

His face was startled.

Tang Hao's hand holding the hammer hesitated, then stretched back.

"How could this be the case?"

"Zhao Wuji's blow was enough to severely injure a Soul Emperor, but Jiang Chuan was unharmed? Is there something wrong with my eyes too?"

Tang Hao's tone was incredulous.

He couldn't understand it.

This Jiangchuan is full of mystery.

"There's something wrong with you kid..."

Zhao Wuji was speechless and unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Teacher Zhao, my interest in fighting has only just been ignited."

Jiang Chuan replaced the Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword with his left hand, and squeezed the air with his right hand. Suddenly, a ball of black smoke and mist emerged from his hand, and then transformed into a small pitch-black bell, which continued to expand with the stimulation of his soul power.

Lightning strikes!

"boom!"

This bell struck Zhao Wuji in the face.

Although he was praised as having no flaws in his body, at this moment, he was like a kite with its string cut off, being pushed away by this human emperor bell.

"Rumble...!"

Zao Wuji fell into unconsciousness. He was pushed by this more arrogant clock and staggered. He did not stop until he was a hundred meters away.

All along the way there were trees destroyed by him.

The ground is also full of potholes!

"You kid, ahhhh...!! I'm really angry."

Zhao Wuji roared wildly, his eyes turned red, and the powerful diamond bear behind him, with a slight wave of his arms, burned the stubborn rocks on his body like a horse.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the martial soul!"

Zhao Wuji was completely angry. He now indulged in selflessness and used his martial soul avatar. His whole body was as big as a balloon, until it grew into a three-meter giant brown bear. Pure golden branding runes were added to his eyes, and with a roar, The seven soul rings all over the body are constantly interlaced, making a sound like the tapping of piano keys, "Peng Peng Ling Ling..."

Blast!

"Boom!"

Jiang Chuan's soul power connected with the martial soul in his hand, and the Human Emperor Bell rang muffledly, colliding with Zhao Wuji's soul power.

Two soul rings, one red and one purple, lingered out and rested on his arms, bringing him more strength.

"Zhao Wuji!"

Tang Hao couldn't stand any longer.

If he waits any longer, Jiang Chuan may not even be afraid of Zhao Wuji's martial spirit true form.

"Who is here to die?"

Zhao Wuji spoke rudely, and he has now turned into a golden brown bear over three meters tall. He has a sincere bear heart and is no longer afraid.

Tang Hao snorted softly, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, "If you beat the young one, the old one will naturally come to see justice. Zhao Wuji, I don't use martial arts. If you can withstand three moves in my hand, I will Let you go."

"Buzz...!"

A miserable scene appears.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, nine soul rings slowly fell out from Tang Hao's head! ! !

Zhao Wuji's eyes were trembling.

He seemed to have seen a ghost!

"Your Excellency, who are you?"

"Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Jiang Chuan interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, don't you want to fight!? I really want to try the power of your martial soul avatar."

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji was frightened.

Is this something that only a level 29 boy can say with soul power?

He wants to test his martial soul's true form?

He looked at Jiangchuan in front of him and turned his back to Tang Hao behind him. Attacked from both sides, he had no way to retreat! !

Moreover, both of them had a 10-year-old soul ring that was as scarlet as blood, filling his eyes, lingering for a long time, and pressing closer step by step.

"Human Emperor Bell!"

"Haotian Hammer!"

The two ultimate weapon souls simultaneously produced faint thunder and lightning, and the aura of ultimate destruction, as if such martial souls existed to destroy the heaven and the earth.

"You guys, do you have any misunderstanding with me?"

"Look clearly, I am the teacher of Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji."

Zhao Wuji wiped off the sweat on his head. He didn't even dare to admit the title of King Fuming, which he was proud of, "You two..."

"Om!"

"boom!"

The soul power of Shrek's back mountain rises layer upon layer.

Tang San and others who were sleeping were also awakened, and they all looked up at the mountain behind, their eyelids obscured by the soul power like clouds and smoke.

There was a huge brown bear in front of him. It looked like it was showing its teeth and claws. It was still scary, but it looked extremely embarrassed.

First, a dull bell hit its face, causing it to stagger, and then a giant hammer appeared, driving it into the ground and creating a deep pit.

The burly giant bear was being beaten around like a ball.

The other party's wailing could even be heard from a distance.

"Why does his voice feel so familiar to me?"

Tang San held his chest and said weakly and suspiciously.

Oscar yawned long and raised the mirror on his forehead: "Who is it? Staying up late at night and making such a big noise?!"

Then, the sky gradually turned dark purple.

Then, it gets brighter and brighter!

It seemed like the billowing soul power was coming towards them.

"call out!"

A pair of huge purple wings flapped by.

The target was flying towards Shrek's back mountain.

"what!"

"Xiao Ao, what's wrong?" Tang San followed his surprised gaze and looked at the pair of purple wings with deep eyes: "This is actually a flying spirit? His spirit power is so strong...!"

"Mistress, close the window, no matter what happens tonight, don't worry about it," Oscar shuddered hastily, hurriedly closed the window, tightly pulled the shabby curtains, and returned to bed with the suspicious Tang San in his arms.

……

Shrek back mountain.

"Both of you, please stop. I wonder if there is any misunderstanding? Can you calm down first? It's also a favor for me, Flanders. How about that?"