Qian Renxue's thinking did not affect the increasingly fierce conflict between Yan and Tang San.

not to mention...

Maybe this is an opportunity deliberately given by Wuhun Palace?

Eyes slightly lowered, Yan quietly glanced at Xie Yue beside him.

The meaning in his eyes was obvious.

I want to take the initiative.

Although according to the known plan, Xie Yue took the first step to establish his authority; but now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to temporarily change the formation!

Xie Yue also knows.

Therefore, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still acquiesced in what Yan did.

not to mention...

Tiandou's temptation this time went too far!

Xie Yue's sharp-jointed palms gently clenched the moon blade in her hand.

It would be better to let Yan take action.

He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and cut the master and disciple, who did not know whether they were real or fake, into pieces...

After receiving the tacit approval from Xie Yue, Yan couldn't help but excitedly exchange fists, and looked at Tang San not far away with an indifferent expression on his face with a ferocious smile.

"Boy, are you crazy?"

"But you have to be clear..."

"In the face of absolute strength, any skills are useless!!!"

Yellow! Yellow! Purple! Purple!

Four glowing soul rings slowly rose, and an indescribable feeling of heat and a choking smell of sulfur slowly spread in the small restaurant.

Yan's face was unknowingly covered with scarlet lines, just like the cracked earth was covered with rivers of lava; just looking at it made people feel heart palpitations.

Soul Sect!!!

I don’t know how many people, at this moment, subconsciously exclaimed in their hearts.

When everyone of the same age is a Soul Master, or even a quasi-Soul Master, among the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, there is a Soul Sect!

And if the estimate is correct, the other two who can sit with him are also soul sects!

Dragons do not live with snakes.

This is the reason why the remaining four members of the golden generation did not come.

But this is enough to shock everyone!

"Yan, level 43 fighting soul sect."

Confidently reporting his own strength, Yan's eyes held a bit of disdain as he looked at the slightly pale Tang San across from him and said lightly sarcastically:

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance to apologize, and then get out!"

"otherwise..."

"You should know what will happen to you!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned and pulled Tang San.

The difference between Soul Sect and Soul Master is not even a tiny bit.

Tang San has not obtained the third spirit ring so far; what's more, Tang San's spirit Blue Silver Grass has been defeated by the opponent's spirit Fire Lord Tian.

If he really took action, Tang San might not even have a 30% chance of winning!

Tang San naturally also saw the worried look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

But at this moment, he has a reason to fight!

After finding a reasonable reason, Tang San suddenly felt a lot more confident.

Taking two steps forward, blue light bloomed.

Yellow! Yellow!

Two slightly thin spirit rings slowly rose from Tang San's body; at the same time, large tracts of blue silver grass appeared under Tang San's feet, growing and spreading.

"Tang San, level 30 quasi-war soul master."

"For what you said, I can only return it in full."

"Also, I won't bother you with my personal fate; after all, I really want to see what you will look like when you fall down!"

Tang San's extremely calm voice slowly spread.

But the expressions of most onlookers were as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were frighteningly stiff.

Can a useless martial soul be cultivated into a quasi-soul master?

This really touches on everyone’s knowledge blind spots.

As everyone knows, among the various animals and plants that can survive for a long time, none of them will be weak!

Because the weak ones have long been extinct!

Although the route Tang San took was completely deviated, he was indeed right when he said "Blue Silver Grass is not a useless martial spirit".

but...

Even if the martial spirit is not abolished, there is still restraint!

Yan snorted disdainfully, stamped his feet lightly, and large swaths of heat waves, accompanied by little sparks, surged towards the direction of Tang San.

He didn't activate his soul skills.

This is just a simple drive on the attributes of one's martial soul!

Tang San's eyes paused slightly.

After absorbing the centuries-old Mandala Snake Soul Ring, the Bluesilver Grass quickly became tougher, like thin bluesilver vines.

This method really resists the heat wave.

But it also lost the essence of Blue Silver Grass.

"Something interesting."

Yan's condescending comments aroused Tang San's displeasure.

A bit of piercing murderous intent flashed in his eyes, Tang San held on to his belt with a normal expression and said with a smile:

"The next step will be more interesting! I hope you can be prepared..."

At the same time, Tang San silently added the last two sentences in his heart.

"At least..."

"Before you fall, don't die!"

Before he finished speaking, a jade-colored brilliance appeared on Tang San's hand, gently brushing against each gem inlaid on his belt.

But at the next moment, the method changed again!

It was like six more arms appeared in an instant, shaking and moving at extremely fast speeds, even leaving several afterimages in the air!

At a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, Tang San threw out densely packed hidden weapons.

It looks very intimidating.

but...

Yan took a deep breath, and the third soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Hellfire!"

He slammed his hands on the ground, and a stream of magma rushed out, melting many flying hidden weapons one by one into the hot magma.

Seeing this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he turned his wrist violently, a flash of golden light appeared, and then, it was pinched in his hand and flew out from the side in an extremely twisted way.

The battle situation is changing rapidly.

Although Yan's idea was correct, the moment the magma erupted, it not only melted many hidden weapons, but also blocked his sight.

Therefore, Yan didn't notice it until these plate crystal dragon whisker needles, specially made for breaking defenses, approached him.

With a sharp look, Yan's right arm was instantly covered by earth, rocks and hot magma.

Then, Yan waved his right arm vigorously and took the initiative to meet the golden light flying over at extremely fast speeds.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!!!

A series of dense clashes of gold and iron sounded.

Yan couldn't help but have a look of disbelief in his eyes.

However, in the next moment, he suppressed the intense feeling coming from his right arm; he slapped the ground hard with his trembling left hand, and activated his third soul skill again.
To be continued...