Chapter 353 Hidden Weapons White Tiger The Smelly Blue Silver Grass The Mental Oppression of Double

"Hmph, whatever you want."

Hearing Tang San's words, the disdain in Dai Mubai's one eye that had just faded away due to the indiscriminate fist and kick fight with Tang San resurfaced again.

As a soul master, he didn't use martial arts to fight. Instead, he relied on external objects as an active means, putting the cart before the horse. In Dai Mubai's opinion, Tang San was just using heresy.

He didn't need to take Tang San seriously at all.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai, who was possessed by the white tiger, immediately rushed towards Tang San at a very fast speed.

In response to this, Tang San also used Ghost Shadow to retreat without hesitation. While keeping distance from Dai Mubai, countless hidden weapons flew out from his hands.

"call out!"

The next moment, a flying knife from a willow leaf was seen cutting Dai Mubai's right arm. The flying knife, blessed by the soul power of Tang San's Xuantian Skill, was extremely powerful. In an instant, it cut Dai Mubai's right arm and brought up a flower. Blood flowers.

Actually broke the defense? !

Dai Mubai couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Thanks to his rich practical combat experience, he immediately used his tiger arms to block the vital points of his body. At the same time, his first soul ring flashed, and soon a white light shield appeared in front of him, which would follow one after another. All subsequent hidden weapons were resisted.

Then, Dai Mubai suddenly opened his mouth, and with a roar of a tiger, a ball of milky white light spurted out from his mouth.

The first soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier!

The second soul skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!

"boom!"

But seeing the fierce white light shooting out from the overwhelming hidden weapons, all the subsequent hidden weapons that had not hit the White Tiger's protective barrier were destroyed, and there was even a lot of spare energy to rush towards Tang not far away with lightning speed. Three dozen to go.

Tang San, who had already opened the Purple Demon Eyes early, was somewhat prepared for this. Even if he had no time to avoid it with ghost shadow, he immediately activated a large number of blue silver grass that grew out of thin air and exuded a foul smell to resist. As expected, the current strength of the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit was broken by the white tiger's fierce light wave in just an instant. He had no choice but to raise his Xuan Yu hand to resist it and retreat in embarrassment.

"This is... the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit?"

Opposite him, Dai Mubai looked at the weapon that didn't have purple snake patterns like in the original work, and the overall appearance looked like a blue-black thick vine, but rather disgusting like deflated seaweed, with putrid and horrible gray-white lines on the surface, but it still had Many thin vines with the characteristics of Blue Silver Grass looked left and right, and just now they could vaguely see Tang San's martial spirit, but he frowned again.

"Why does it stink so much?"

"snort."

Opposite me, Tang San snorted coldly, and then spoke loudly.

"I will show you today, there is no useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master!"

When Dai Mubai heard this, he laughed mockingly again.

"Oh, so you also admit that your Blue Silver Grass is recognized as a useless martial soul? As for you, a left-field soul master who relies on foreign objects... you do have something."

When Tang San heard Dai Mubai's words, he was about to get angry, but in the end he fell silent again.

Tang San stopped talking nonsense, and two circles of white and yellow soul rings quickly rose under his feet, and the next moment the two soul rings flashed at the same time.

The first soul skill, smelly entanglement!

The second soul skill, stench parasitism!

"Uh-huh!"

Tang San's blue silver grass was seen extending, twisting towards Dai Mubai at an neither fast nor slow speed. Dai Mubai's face was filled with disdain, but he tore the blue silver grass into pieces with a casual swipe of his tiger claws.

"That's it? A waste martial soul is indeed a waste martial soul."

Hearing this, Tang San lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth curled up vaguely.

Not long after, as Dai Mubai tore up the bluesilver grass that attacked him one after another, the debris scattered in the air, and something invisible stuck to Dai Mubai's body, and then suddenly grew.

"vomit!"

"What the hell is this? It stinks!"

In an instant, Dai Mubai's face turned dark. He looked at the blue silver grass that suddenly grew on his body, as well as the gray-white mixed with some disgusting yellow gas that floated and spread from nowhere, and he felt his stomach churn.

Admittedly, he still easily shattered the bluesilver grass on his body, but the stench seemed to cling to him and lingered for a long time...

Tang San's second soul skill, Odor Parasitism, is actually similar to the parasitic ability of ghost vines. After using this soul skill, the blue silver grass will faintly emit countless tiny seeds while growing, which will directly parasitize the enemy. Then as long as Tang San provides soul power, the foul-smelling bluesilver grass seeds will grow on the host. Although the bluesilver grass can easily be torn apart by soul masters of the same level or even lower levels than himself, it can spread at the same time. An unusually smelly gas.

In short, this is a soul skill that is not very harmful, but extremely disgusting.

And the reason why Tang San used this soul skill at this time... He looked across from Dai Mubai, who was surrounded by the stench and started to become a little irritable and unsettled even though his body was fine, and he seized the opportunity and immediately used it again He threw out countless hidden weapons, such as lancets, money darts, locust stones, bone-penetrating nails, and so on.

"Damn it, you succeeded in irritating me!"

Not long after, Dai Mubai once again opened the white tiger's protective barrier to resist Tang San's subsequent hidden weapons, but his body already had many wounds cut by Tang San's hidden weapons. His one eye flashed fiercely, and then, the purple third soul ring symbolizing the thousand-year level suddenly lit up.

The third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

The majestic aura instantly dispersed, and Dai Mubai's body became stronger and stronger. His one eye was covered with a layer of blood red, and black horizontal lines appeared on his skin. He walked towards Tang San step by step.

Tang San continued to generate blue silver grass and threw hidden weapons, but they were all blocked and crushed by Dai Mubai, and then he continued to move forward.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Tang San frowned slightly.

This Dai Mubai has already used his third soul skill, isn't he still planning to end the battle?

If this continues, he may overturn...

In fact, when the fighting reached this level, Dai Mubai should have stopped from then on, if he was the Dai Mubai in the original work.

In this time and space, Dai Mubai once experienced the cruel and inhumane experience of having his eyes gouged out when he was young. Although he has now hid in Soto City and resigned himself to depravity, that incident had a great impact on his character.

Ever since he lost his double-pupil eye, Dai Mubai began to become impulsive and irritable.

Coupled with the fact that Tang San had left a long-lasting stench on his body through his soul skills, he didn't even have the mood to fly together later, he simply wished he could kill Tang San right now.

"you……"

Seeing Dai Mubai gradually approaching, showing no intention of stopping, Tang San couldn't help but take a half step back. Just when he thought that he had to continue to use the ghost shadow to entangle Dai Mubai with hidden weapons, his body suddenly became unable to move.

Tang San's pupils shrank, and he raised his eyes to meet Dai Mubai's gaze. That one eye actually shocked his spirit!