Zhao Wuji subconsciously closed his eyes when he was hit by the sun.

"not good!"

He thought it was not good and immediately possessed the martial soul.

His martial soul is the beast martial soul, the powerful Vajra Bear.

After possession of the martial soul, Zhao Wuji grew a thick layer of brown hair on his body.

His height suddenly rose a little higher, his muscles rose, and a domineering aura was released from his whole body.

Su Qi's death sickle cut on this thick layer of fur, and could only cut off a few hairs, leaving a few white marks on Zhao Wuji's body, but could not break the defense.

Zhao Wuji stretched out his palms that had soared around and hugged Su Qi directly.

"Wait a minute!"

Before being hugged by Zhao Wuji with "scent" , Su Qi quickly reached out to express his pause.

Zhao Wuji stopped and said in a muffled voice.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of giving up?"

"That's not."

Su Qi leaned the Grim Reaper's Scythe behind him and grabbed his face speechlessly.

"But are you serious? A level 76 war soul saint fights five great soul masters, and they still have to hold on for one stick of incense? It would be almost the same if it were five soul kings. It would be enough to graduate at this level!"

Zhao Wuji grabbed his face with his wide bear paw and said unhappy.

"I am the vice president of Shrek College, I have the final say here! If you don't plan to pass the test, you can leave!"

"Don't worry, I'll just make sure with you."

Su Qi aimed the skull on the Grim Reaper's scythe at him.

He twisted his right hand, took off the skull, and smiled at Zhao Wuji.

"If you come true, then my mistress and I will be serious."

"Haha, this is the first time I have heard such interesting words when a great soul master was speaking in front of the Soul Saint."

Zhao Wuji smiled arrogantly and waved to Su Qi.

"Come on. Let me see how monsters this year's little monsters are!"

"Xiao Wu, back up."

After hearing what Su Qi said, Tang San used the purple demonic eye and Xuan Yu hand.

His eyes turned purple, and his arms were like white jade.

Su Qi smiled and put on the skull that he had taken off the Grim Reaper's scythe.

This skull is like a mask, just matches Su Qi's face.

After putting on the skeleton mask, his entire face was wrapped, revealing only his eyes and the breathing mouth in front of his nose.

"Mutational twin martial souls, death mask!"

As part of the Death Scythe, although it is a twin martial soul, the Death Mask cannot be used to qualify the soul ring.

It has only one use: it allows Suqi to see the "dead line".

It's like a devil's eyes are dead.

As the level increases, the deadlines that Su Qi can see will become more and more.

At the same time, the deadlines in Su Qi's vision are also divided into levels.

The black dead line can be killed after being cut, but the red dead line is only seriously injured.

There is also a white deadline, and it is only the level of ordinary damage to break the defense.

Su Qi, who is only at level 30, now he looks at level 76 Zhao Wuji, who is only at level 76, only two red dead lines on his body.

One is in the throat, the other is in the vagina.

The throat is still very blurry and can only be seen vaguely.

There are more white dead lines, with seven or eight distributed in Zhao Wuji's joints, eyes, ears and other positions.

After Su Qi put on the death mask, everyone else consciously stepped back, and only Tang San and Su Qi were still there.

From the two of them, Zhao Wuji actually felt a sense of danger.

"Can the two great soul masters actually make me feel dangerous?"

"Miss, let's go!"

Su Qi shouted loudly, attracting Zhao Wuji's attention.

When he set his eyes on Su Qi, Tang San suddenly burst out.

Ten cold lights shot out from his hands, shooting towards Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, lower body and lower abdomen.

Zhao Wuji was shocked.

"drink!"

He roared, urging his first soul skill to not move the body of Mingwang.

A layer of golden light bloomed from Zhao Wuji's body and turned into defense.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji stretched out two huge bear paws to block his vital points one by one.

Dingding Dingding Ding Ding!

All of these ten cold lights bounced away, and they were a hidden weapon called bone-transmissive nails.

After Tang San's attack, Su Qi's body flashed like a ghost and quickly came to Zhao Wuji.

The dead line in Su Qi's eyes changed again after urging the unmoved King.

The red lines at his throat and lower vagina disappeared, and the white lines at his joints became dim.

Su Qi lifted the God of Death Scythe upside down, leaned into Zhao Wuji, and slashed hard at the white line on his wrists.

Puff!

In Zhao Wuji's surprised and painful expression, the blood vessel on his wrist was torn open by Su Qi, and blood suddenly surged out.

"This little monster actually broke my body of the immovable king?"

Zhao Wuji's hands were condensed, and his extremely thick muscles and fur were squeezed heavily, which stopped a large amount of blood loss, and only a little blood flowed down from the wound.

He raised his elephant-like right leg and kicked Su Qi, but Su Qi put away his sickle and a lazy donkey rolled around to avoid it.

At the same time, Tang San took out two machine brackets in his hand.

Accompanied by the clicking sound, the six poisoned crossbow arrows flashed with cold light and shot towards Zhao Wuji's face!

Zhao Wuji was startled, quickly lowered his head, aimed his head ahead, and caught Tang San's hidden weapon.

Su Qi was on the ground, and the Death Scythe in his hand swept across with the sharp wind, slashing hard at the numb tendon position on Zhao Wuji's left leg.

No matter how strong Zhao Wuji is, he is not as strong as conditioned reflex, and he staggers forward.

His right leg had just been retracted, and he couldn't stand steadily and almost fell to a big side.

He was furious and angry when he was teased by his two children. The third soul ring under his feet, and a purple soul ring lit up.

“Gratility enhancement!”

In an instant, Su Qi felt the air around him suddenly become sticky.

His legs seemed to be pressed into the mud, his body was much heavier, and his flexibility and speed were greatly reduced.

Su Qi raised his head, his eyes chasing in the air, and soon found a black line.

Su Qi knew that the gap between him and Zhao Wuji was too big and could not kill the opponent's soul skill, so he interrupted him.

However, he can kill the soul skills that act on him!

He injected his soul power into the Death Scythe, and the blue blade on the blade suddenly grew apart and slashed hard into the air.

"Look at me to cut off this gravity!"

Zhao Wuji looked at Su Qi's sudden slashing action, not knowing what was going on.

He stretched out his bear paw and slapped Su Qi, and at the same time he also retracted a lot of force.

"See how you hide!"

However, after this slash, Su Qi's movements suddenly became much more flexible.

He crossed the sickle in his hand and blocked Zhao Wuji's palm.

Although Su Qi's figure was still knocked away, he rushed several times in the air to dissolve Zhao Wuji's power.

When Su Qi landed on the ground, there was no other injury except for his tiger's mouth being torn and hurt.

In the distance, Tang San also felt the increase in gravity.
Chapter completed!