The battle between Tang San and Dai Mubai is not very good-looking. After all, they are just two low-level soul masters with the second and third rings.

The rough way to use soul skills is comparable to the way of fighting the street gangsters, and the use of their own soul power and soul skills... can only be said to be extremely trash.

Even the nightingale showed disdain.

A boy of this level, even the most trashy depraved person in the City of Killing, is better than the ones they want.

But unexpectedly, Fang Yuan was enjoying it.

"Is that the so-called ghost movies?"

At some point, Fang Yuan's eyes were already blood red. Looking at Tang San, who was constantly dodging under Dai Mubai's fierce attack, was amazed.

Because of the double gap between soul power and martial soul, Tang San, who is currently at a low level and has not awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, is inferior to Dai Mubai in terms of strength, speed, or soul skills.

Therefore, in this battle, Tang San was beaten by Dai Mubai.

But in Fang Yuan's eyes, this is not the case.

In Fang Yuan's eyes, although Dai Mubai's attack was fierce, his attack could not fall into Tang San.

Tang San was obviously not fast, but every time, Tang San was able to avoid Dai Mubai's attack.

The thin body looked like a ghost, and there was indeed some explanation.

"It is worthy of being the secret book that has been passed down for many years in the Tang Sect. It's really good."

Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

The trick is good, but this trick is mine now!

"No, did Dai Mubai play with girls all day long? The Soul Lord of the Thirty-sixth level can't beat Tang San at the twenty-nineth level?"

"White Tiger Martial Soul isn't it that he killed an unawakened Blue Silver Grass? Can this be restricted?"

The battle development in the game soon changed from Dai Mubai to Tang San's fight to Dai Mubai being played with by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

A soul master of more than thirty levels was teased to such an extent by a great soul master of more than 20 levels, Zhu Zhuqing's face became increasingly unsightly.

Obviously, in her eyes, Dai Mubai has been addicted to alcohol and sex all day long since he escaped from Xingluo, and has completely degenerated, completely abandoning her and their fate!

Even Zhu Zhuyun sighed, looking at Dai Mubai with disgust and dissatisfaction.

She turned her head and looked at Fang Yuan who was holding her and Zhu Zhuqing, and suddenly felt a sense of gratitude in her heart.

Dai Mubai is simply incomparable to Fang Yuan!

In terms of qualifications, Fang Yuan is four years younger than Dai Mubai, but his soul power is higher than Dai Mubai.

In terms of background, Dai Mubai, a runaway prince, cannot be compared with Fang Yuan, the Holy Son of the Slaughter City.

On appearance...

Although Dai Mubai is not ugly, but...

Zhu Zhuyun looked at Fang Yuan's handsome face with a Sharingan open, and his body and mind were almost depressed!

For them, becoming a prisoner of Fang Yuan seemed to have become a kind of redemption!

"My blue silver grass is poisonous. You should have already inhaled some of it before, and activated your soul power to send out powerful attack skills to break through my blue silver grass entanglement, which will inevitably accelerate the blood and energy in your body and make the toxins exert faster. In this way, although you don't feel anything, the surface of your skin has actually begun to become a little paralyzed, and you can't find the parasitic blue silver grass seeds. So, you lost."

Tang San released the blue silver grass and wrapped Dai Mubai tightly.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San. His whole body was wrapped in the blue silver grass except for his head. The evil light flashed in his evil eyes, "Okay, what a blue silver grass. If I were like you, only two rings, I would really lose..."

Before he finished speaking, Dai Mubai was suddenly stunned, and a trace of confusion flashed through his strange eyes.

The next second, his eyes were fierce and his soul power exploded, and he broke free from the constraints of the Blue Silver Grass in an instant!

"How can I bind my dai Mubai if I am just blue silver grass!"

"The third soul skill: White Tiger King Kong Transformation!"

The only thousand-year soul ring on Dai Mubai's body shines brightly, and the surging soul power makes the air around him twist.

His evil eyes suddenly turned blood red, and then the blue silver grass wrapped around him suddenly expanded. With a loud bang, all the blue silver grass wrapped around him, including the parasitic blue silver grass seeds, were all fried into powder!

"That's right!"

Fang Yuan's mouth slightly raised.

With such an opportunity, how could he be satisfied with just copying a ghost mystery?

The six unique skills of the Tang Sect, the method of hidden weapons---the hundred secret weapons--the internal skills---Xuantian Technique, the method of practicing hands---Xuanyu hand, the method of practicing eyes---Purple Demon Eye, the method of light body--Ghost shadow mystery, the method of capturing---Control the crane and the dragon.

He wants it all!

"Then this guy!"

Tang San, forced by huge soul power, had no choice but to retreat.

He looked at Dai Mubai in front of him.

Dai Mubai, who activated the third soul skill, changed his appearance, his muscles soared, and his aura became extremely prosperous.

But this is not the point that Tang San is concerned about.

But Dai Mubai's breath!

Yes.

In his perception, although Dai Mubai's aura just now was cold and domineering, he was not hostile, but Dai Mubai was full of murderous intent at this moment.

"Is it because the strength of the Second Ring Road was suppressed by me, so I was so angry?"

Tang San controlled Lan Yincao and tried his best to fight Dai Mubai.

He waved his hands, and the extremely tough blue silver grass shot towards Dai Mubai.

But ten silver lights flashed across the air, and all the blue silver grass was torn and broken in an instant. With one palm, Tang San's pupils contracted, and there was no time to use a ghost ghost under his feet.

However, Dai Mubai's almost certain palm was still lost!

The unique skills of the Tang Sect, the method of capturing - controlling the crane and capturing the dragon!

"Not bad! Not bad!"

Fang Yuan raised his mouth, and the three mittens in his eyes were turning, and he clearly recorded every move and every move that Tang San had just made.

Even every trembling of the muscles cannot escape Fang Yuan's magical eyes.

It can be said that if it was Fang Yuan and not Tang San on the stage at this moment, he could also completely use the ghost mystery that was no worse than Tang San, and control the crane and capture the dragon!

"It's a pity that Xuantian Gong, Xuanyu Hand, Ziji Demon Eyes, and hidden weapons can't be copied directly with Sharingan..."

"It seems that I have to find an opportunity to use the Sharingan to hypnify him and let him vomit it out!"

Seeing Tang San, who was struggling to dodge under Dai Mubai's attack and even ready to use hidden weapons, Fang Yuan shook his head a little regretfully.

If you use Sharingan to control it, it will undoubtedly be troublesome. After all, you have to directly contact Tang San.

Fang Yuan didn't forget that there was still Tang Ritian in the dark at this moment!

Fang Yuan dares not underestimate this guy's level of threat.
Chapter completed!