Chapter 170 Tang San’s Nightmare

This strange martial spirit is quite gorgeous. The phoenix wrapped around the long bow of Yan Zhuyin's martial spirit is even more like a phoenix than Ma Hongjun's phoenix martial spirit.

If it were just like this, it wouldn't really matter. I could only say that Yan Zhuyin's martial spirit was truly extraordinary.

But the most important thing is the soul rings rising from Yan Zhuyin's body, two yellow...one purple.

Three soul rings, plus a thousand-year soul ring, proved that Yan Zhuyin was a soul master at the soul master level.

In a run-down town like Xiver City, passers-by would exclaim "Great Soul Master" when they see Ma Hongjun, and that Soul Master is even more powerful among the strong.

Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, "Is the Soul Master great? I will become a Soul Master soon!"

Just when everyone thought he was going to stand up and fight Yan Zhuyin, the next second...

But he turned around, fluttered the martial soul wings growing out of his hands, and flew outside quickly.

Ma Hongjun was grateful that he was a Phoenix martial spirit and had the ability to fly, so he could escape quickly.

Although running away is not something worth talking about, Ma Hongjun is not stupid. Facing a thousand-year-old soul master, if he, a great soul master, dares to fight back, isn't that asking for a beating?

There are several stages of a soul master, and they are all stages with huge differences in combat power. Even if there is a difference of two levels of soul power, there is a huge gap. Don't even think about winning against the opponent.

The first stage is naturally the stage of the great soul master and the soul master. First of all, the soul master has a thousand-year soul ring. Even if a soul master has just thirty-level soul power, the great soul master has a twenty-ninth level soul. Power, even level 30 soul power, is only one soul ring short of it.

It is difficult to beat the opponent, unless the soul master does not have a thousand-year soul ring, or is an ordinary soul master, and the great soul master has an advantage in terms of martial soul quality and restraint.

Apart from anything else, when Ma Hongjun saw the appearance and power of Yan Zhuyin's flame martial soul longbow, he obviously knew that the quality of Yan Zhuyin's martial soul was definitely not inferior to his, and it seemed that Yan Zhuyin's martial soul flame was a little more powerful than his. .

This is mainly because Yan Zhuyin took the cockscomb phoenix sunflower, and her martial soul quality and fire power were improved, but Ma Hongjun's phoenix evil fire was still flawed.

There is also a gap in soul power. Naturally, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Evil Fire cannot beat Yan Zhuyin's Martial Soul Flame.

In this comparison, Ma Hongjun is not stupid, so of course he wants to run.

He had just escaped at this moment, and said angrily, "You bitch, when I become stronger, I will definitely come back to take revenge... However, you are really a very good woman, so I will be more generous and marry you as mine from now on." Wife..."

Just as he was fantasizing.

Yan Zhuyin snorted coldly on the ground, "Want to escape without paying any price? It's not that easy!"

The first soul ring on her body lit up in an instant, and then the Luofeng Bow in her hand condensed a huge and solid arrow, "The first soul skill! Fierce Flames Fix the Soul!"

The huge flaming arrow shot out directly from the string. Yan Zhuyin's arrow technique was very accurate, and he hit Ma Hongjun flying in the sky with one strike.

Ma Hongjun instantly felt a huge pain in his back spread throughout his body. Not only that, the Lieyan Soul erupted with dazzling flames at this moment, and he directly felt a spin.

The dizzy effect of Fierce Flame's Soul-fixing Soul was triggered, and he instantly fell from the sky.

Yan Zhuyin snorted coldly. Ma Hongjun, who was a high-level soul master, would naturally not die if he fell, and with his fat body as a buffer.

At most, he was seriously injured and had to lie in bed for half a month.

This was enough. Yan Zhuyin didn't want to kill anyone in public in the city, and she had never killed anyone before.

She just wanted Ma Hongjun to teach him a lesson.

Then, Yan Zhuyin said, "Qingqing, let's continue looking for a hotel..."

Lu Qingqing nodded, "Okay."

She actually still wants to go up and kill Ma Hongjun, a fat, obscene man who speaks foul words. Maybe it's because in the bandit incident she encountered before, she released some kind of shackles after going on a killing spree.

She no longer resists killing in her heart, but her brother Lu Yuan has always warned her not to kill innocent people indiscriminately or to kill indiscriminately.

At least……

If the sin does not lead to death and does not threaten one's own life, then one cannot kill him.

Of course, killing soul beasts does not count. Soul beasts do not distinguish between good and evil in Lu Yuan's eyes. At most, in order to protect the development of soul master civilization, soul beasts cannot be killed indiscriminately, resulting in no soul rings to be obtained in the future.

This matter had to be a minor incident. Yan Zhuyin and Lu Qingqing continued to look for the hotel.

After searching for a while, they almost forgot about Ma Hongjun. They also successfully found the hotel and booked four rooms.

Apart from anything else, Yan Zhuyin is also the eldest lady of the Yan family. Naturally, she has enough money to rent a room, and she has not encountered any special shortage of rooms.

Later, they went to the medical clinic that Lu Yuan had found for Ning Rongrong and met with Lu Yuan.

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"Teacher Zhao, do they pass the test?" Standing aside, Dai Mubai smiled and pointed behind Zhao Wuji and asked him.

Zhao Wuji looked back and saw that the incense he had burned had been extinguished long ago. He snorted angrily, "You have passed the test."

Apart from anything else, with Tang San's strength, he would definitely be able to pass Zhao Wuji's test even without the help of Ning Rongrong, the auxiliary spirit master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit.

Not to mention that he also performed the Blue Silver King's semi-awakening ceremony in advance, was promoted to Soul Lord, and condensed an eight-thousand-year-old soul ring.

Tang San, who had the Blue Silver Overlord Spear and the Crystal Dragon Beard Needle, just like the original text, created some trouble for Zhao Wuji.

At this moment, Dai Mubai looked at Zhao Wuji whose face was covered with blood. He wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. He quickly shouted loudly, "Oscar, Oscar, come here quickly. You have business."

Through the soul power to activate the sound, as long as it is in this academy, I am afraid there will be no one who cannot hear it.

Oscar, who was hawking sausages at the school gate just now, immediately rushed over. Tang San, Xiao Wu and others had all seen him. He was dressed in simple gray clothes, with neat short hair, and a full beard, but he had a pair of big Peach blossom eyes.

"Where is the business? Where is the business?" Oscar's characteristic soft voice came from far and near with a bit of excitement, and soon, he appeared in front of everyone.

Perhaps because he was too eager, he even dropped his cart and ran over alone.

"Xiao Ao, come here." Dai Mubai called to him.

Oscar hurried over and said, "Boss Dai, was it you who called me?"

Dai Mubai nodded and said, "Hurry up and get some sausages out. They are all injured."

Oscar was very happy, "Five copper soul coins each, don't forget to pay to me at the end. I have a big sausage." In his weird soul curse, light flashed in his hand, and a sausage suddenly appeared. Fragrant sausages.

Dai Mubai winked at Tang San, "Eat it. Although this guy's words are disgusting, his sausage is indeed very effective. This is the sausage attached to the first soul ring, which can speed up the recovery of body injuries."

Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately drank his large sausages and small sausages, and Zhao Wuji also ate a portion directly, and his body recovered a lot.

Only Dai Mubai said to Zhu Zhuqing with a rather mysophobic attitude, "Don't worry. I will never let you eat that guy's food. I can't bear it."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned cold and he closed his eyes without even looking at Dai Mubai.

What followed was that Tang San used his remaining strength to help Zhao Wuji take out the plate crystal dragon whisker needle from his muscles, and finally passed out in Oscar's arms.

Looking at Tang San who was unconscious in Oscar's arms, Zhao Wuji frowned slightly and said: "Mubai, you are responsible for letting these four freshmen move in. School starts tomorrow. No one can touch the weapons that Tang Yin has left all over the floor. It's poisonous, wait until he wakes up and let him clean it up."

"It's really unimaginable... such a little monster has appeared. Even if his talent is not as good as Lu Yuan, who has been famous in Tiandou Academy for a long time, it is not much worse." He murmured to himself when he left.

Tang San, who was in a coma, looked like he was in a nightmare, his face turned pale.

In his dream, he dreamed that Lu Yuan and a bloody figure killed his father Tang Hao directly in front of him, and he was helpless and could only watch his father being killed.

Lu Yuan has become his nightmare.

On the other side, after Ma Hongjun fell from a high altitude, he fell directly to the ground. Even though the bones in his body were cushioned by fat, several ribs were broken and the pelvis was misplaced. He passed out and was unconscious for about a few seconds. Hour.

Flanders, the dean of Shrek Academy outside Westville City, suddenly felt something was wrong and sent a teacher to find Ma Hongjun who was unconscious.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Seeing his student's miserable appearance, Flanders was immediately furious.

It's just that we can only find out more about this matter after Ma Hongjun wakes up.