Chapter 69

"Miss Zhao, it's not so easy to catch me." Tang San looks indifferent. Now he is the only one left in the team, but he calms down.

Fight head on, not your opponent. But if it's just delaying time, Tang San thinks he can still delay for a while.

The ghosts and shadows of the unique skills of the Tang clan are not blown out.

Ghost tracking is not speed footwork, it is good at avoiding, and the change of body shape is unpredictable.

From the name can be seen, ghost and trace, are changing the meaning of the body.

Unless Zhao Wuji can directly use the third soul skill to press Tang San down and move, otherwise, Tang San feels that he has the ability to struggle.

"Oh? I'll see how hard it is Zhao Wuji Hun didn't care about the smile, stride straight toward the Tang three rushed in the past.

"The second soul skill, vigorously Vajra palm."

As he got closer, Zhao Wuji's second ring of soul lit up slightly. The soul power on his palm gathered in an instant, forming a palm fan like energy fingerprint, which was photographed toward Tang San's chest.

Tang San's eyes did not have the slightest panic color, full of calm. He had done a good job in the moment Zhao Wuji raised his hand.

At this time, seeing Zhao Wuji's action, Tang San's feet changed and quickly retreated. At the same time, the first yellow hundred year Soul Ring on his body flickered. Several strong blue silver grass vines quietly spread around Zhao Wuji, blocking Zhao Wuji's progress on the road.

Although these blue silver grass can't stop Zhao Wuji and break his earnings, he can still delay Zhao Wuji for a moment.

With the help of blue silver grass and Tangmen body method, although Tang San is not as fast as Zhao Wuji, it is not easy for Zhao Wuji to catch Tang San.

This is Tang San's plan.

However, the plan has not kept up with the changes.

Zhao Wuji saw that the boy was as slippery as a loach. His powerful Vajra palm was shot empty several times, and he just happened to slip away from his hands every time. He could not help but be impatient.

On the field, one of the two figures suddenly stopped.

Looking at a little gasping, not far from himself is Tang San, who also stops to rest. Zhao Wuji laughs and scolds: "good, you little loach, but it's really slippery. If you don't solve you quickly, you may not have enough time to deal with that boy." Words fall, Zhao Wuji teeth itchy cast eyes, far away is sitting watching the play Ye Zhiqiu.

Tang San also looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a wry smile. He had been supported by Zhao Wuji's third soul skill for so long. He was nearly to the limit and consumed a lot of physical strength.

Glancing at the Tibetan incense, Tang San suddenly smiles when he is unable to return to the sky.

Incense has already burned two-thirds. I'm dragging myself for a while. Ah Qiu should be able to carry the last point.

After all, in the past, he and Xiaowu were not rivals of ah Qiu. Now, ah Qiu is expected to be stronger, and it should be OK to drag the incense to the end.

Zhao Wuji naturally saw that two-thirds of the incense had been burned, and his heart was not anxious.

Ming Wang, who is still in charge of his own, is so hard to deal with several children who are only 12 years old. That spread to the ears of other teachers in the college, but they still don't laugh to death.

Think of here, Zhao Wuji decided to take out the real ability, his body of the fourth soul ring light up.

In the purple light, the thousand year old soul ring actually flew out, catching up with Tang San, who was trying to avoid, and put it on him.

"The fourth soul skill, location tracking."

Zhao Wuji slightly squatted, his strong legs suddenly forced, the whole person actually jumped up from the ground, a jump more than ten meters high.

It is like a meteor falling towards Tang San.

If this is smashed solid, Tang San's small body can't be killed by a butt.

Seeing this scene, ye Zhiqiu stood up slightly, and the purple, black and red three soul rings fell from the top of his head in a circle and wrapped around his body. This scene is very handsome. Unfortunately, everyone is paying attention to the confrontation between Zhao Wuji and Tang San, but no one has noticed this scene.

If Tang sanruo can't hold on, ye Zhiqiu plans to go out and exercise. Injuries are not good.

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Tang San looked at the figure of Zhao Wuji jumping down, his pupils contracted for a while, and hurriedly transferred his position. However, he was surprised to find that Zhao Wuji in the air turned with him and still hit him.

This move, has locking effect? Tang San didn't have time to think about it. All the soul power in his body suddenly burst out. Countless blue and silver grass rose from the sky and stabbed Zhao Wuji, who was sitting on his butt.

At this moment, the soul power in the three bodies of Tang Dynasty was completely exhausted. Unable to stand any longer, his legs trembled and he sat down directly on the ground.

"Don't move the Hades." Zhao Wuji in the air drank a lot, and the familiar virtual image of Wolverine bear emerged again, smashing the BLUESILVER grass towards him into powder all over the sky.

Zhao Wuji himself is to continue to hit Tang San down.

This move, can't hide, Tang San some tired closed his eyes."Junior..."

"Teacher Zhao is merciful..."

...

several people watching the war from afar looked anxious.

"Boom..." Tang San was shaken out of a big pit. At the end of the year, the splashing stones and some dust covered Tang Sany.

With no pain coming, Tang San secretly opened his eyes and saw Zhao Wuji, who was smiling at him, relieved. Did he seem to survive?

At the last moment, Zhao Wuji relieved his soul skill and slightly changed his direction, otherwise Tang San would definitely be killed by him.

In fact, Zhao Wuji just wanted to scare him. He was so slippery that he got angry.

"You're eliminated, too." Zhao Wuji picked up the soft Tang San who was the same as the beach mud, and threw him to Dai mubai, who was watching the battle in the distance, and sent him out of the battlefield.

"Ah Qiu, I tried my best. The rest is up to you." Tang San, who was flying in the middle of the sky, looked at the figure on the big stone in silence. However, his eyes were staring at him. If it wasn't for Zhao Wuji's swing, he would have to fall from the sky on the spot.

Dai mubai jumped in the air, or took the Tang San down and sat on a corner. Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing were surrounded.

"Let's let..." Tang San struggled to get up, pulled out the small dance in front of him, and looked at the big stone again. He wanted to see if he had lost his sight.

However, ye Zhiqiu is no longer on the big stone. Tang San looks at Ning Rongrong's position in a hurry. Sure enough, ye Zhiqiu is there. At this time, he is feeding Ning Rongrong to eat watermelon.

He didn't see what he wanted to see. Tang San was a bit stunned. Was he really wrong just now?

Looking at Tang Sany's surprise, Xiaowu is a little worried, won't his brain be broken?

"Xiao San, are you ok?" Xiaowu asked with concern.

Tang San lowered his head tired, "it's OK." Suddenly, Tang San seemed to think of something, and quickly looked up, "little dance, just now ah Qiu's three soul rings are purple, black and red, do you see it?"

Purple black red? After that, Xiao San's brain was really damaged...

Xiao dance was so anxious that she almost cried. I didn't know what to do.

Dai mubai beside him has a look of mental retardation. Looking at Tang San, even Zhu Zhuqing has some question marks on his face, wondering if Tang San has been hurt.

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