At this time, the incense was halfway through, but Zhao Wuji was already a little serious.

Zhao Wuji directly attacked Xiao Yi. Zhao Wuji who was serious was not something that several great soul masters could resist. Even if it was an ordinary punch from Zhao Wuji, Xiao Yi could not avoid it. Just when he was about to be hit,

Xiao Yi felt a force coming from his waist. It turned out that the blue silver grass wrapped around Tang San's waist pulled him out of Zhao Wuji's attack range.

Xiao Yi nodded to Tang San, then rushed towards Zhao Wuji. Whenever Xiao Yi was about to be hit, Tang San could pull Xiao Yi back in time. This scene appeared in the scene: When Xiao Yi

In and out, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing surrounded Zhao Wuji and harassed him. Zhao Wuji felt very uncomfortable, like a living target, being attacked by three people. Even if he was a soul saint, he couldn't withstand such torture! There was no way,

Reaction and speed are Zhao Wuji's shortcomings.

"Roar!" Zhao Wuji roared angrily, and the powerful momentum knocked Xiao Yi and the others away. They fell to the ground.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San shouted, looking at Xiao Wu who fell to the ground, and looked at Zhao Wuji with angry eyes.

"Haha, very good, little monsters, you are very good, but the incense has not burned out yet!" Zhao Wuji said proudly.

But Zhao Wuji did not say the next sentence: In fact, you have already passed the test and have exceeded the task limit.

Xiao Yi, who was lying on the ground, stood up shakily and said: "Stop hiding and tucking in, show your strength!"

Zhao Wuji secretly thought: What a good boy, he can actually stand up, he has a good physique, he is a good young man.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were already unconscious, and Dai Mubai dragged them out of the field. Dozens of rays of cold light burst out from the fingers of Tang San's hands, shooting at Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, and heart.

It's the key point, and there is no repetition.

Although Zao Wou-Ki could avoid it, his character refused to do so. There was no word "escape" in his dictionary, and hard steel was the way to go.

Zhao Wuji roared low, and all his soul power burst out, urging the Fudo Ming King's body to move with all his strength.

Ten explosions sounded almost at the same time, and ten cold rays of light pierced Zhao Wuji's body, but in the strong golden light, they were all bounced back and did not cause any harm to Zhao Wuji.

Although no harm was caused, the pain was unavoidable. Zhao Wuji roared and used his soul power to form an invisible wall around him. He blocked the cold light in front of him and made the hidden weapons stay in the air.

At this moment, Xiao Yi raised his sword of judgment and slashed at the hidden weapons still in the air.

Zhao Wuji was a little confused.

Are these kids fighting among themselves? What are they doing with those hidden weapons?

But then, Zhao Wuji realized something was wrong. The hidden weapons that Xiao Yi flew away reflected in the air and shot at Zhao Wuji at a tricky angle.

When Zhao Wuji reacted, it was already too late. Those hidden weapons had already pierced his skin.

"Haha, Teacher Zhao, we won." Tang San said with a slight smile.

"Huh! It just stung me. Even though it's poisonous, the incense hasn't burned out yet..."

puff!

"Uh...! Wha... what?" Zhao Wuji looked back in disbelief.

Xiao Yi's left hand was covered with yellow bones, which spread to the fingertips to form a sharp blade, and the sharp blade had already sunk into Zhao Wuji's back. It was the external soul bone, the left metacarpal bone, that Qian Xiaoyi obtained by absorbing the first soul ring.

It turned out that Zhao Wuji's attention was on those hidden weapons and Tang San just now, and he ignored Xiao Yi, so Xiao Yi quietly came behind Zhao Wuji and used his external soul bone.

Xiao Yi's left metacarpal bone's additional skill - Crush, stabbed into Zhao Wuji's cervical vertebra. Although it could not kill the Soul Saint, it could still paralyze Zhao Wuji. If Zhao Wuji had not been careless, Xiao Yi would not have succeeded in the sneak attack.

But when a soul saint faces three great soul masters, he will inevitably look down upon them.

"Teacher Zhao, we seem to have won." Xiao Yi smiled weakly, then slowly fell to the ground. He had already exhausted too much soul power.

Zhao Wuji stood there blankly, as if he was frozen.

I, actually, lost? How is it possible? Although I only used 30% of my strength, it should be more than enough to deal with them!

Zhao Wuji just wanted to see the abilities of these candidates. His strength was not used at all, but it shouldn't be difficult to deal with the great soul master! He is truly a monster!

The outcome was decided, and the only ones left standing now were Ning Rongrong and Tang San. If Tang San hadn't just feinted in the end, he would have probably been lying down long ago.

"Oscar! Come here." Dai Mubai shouted, using soul power to promote the spread of sound, even a soul master can do it.

"Come on, come on, what's the matter?" After a while, Oscar pushed the car and said calmly.

"Give your fragrance... uh... soul skills to the teacher." As he said that, Dai Mubai pointed at Zhao Wuji.

Oscar didn't really recognize him for a while, and now Zhao Wuji's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Oscar didn't believe that anyone in Shrek could make him like this.

"Teacher Zhao?" Oscar asked cautiously.
Chapter completed!