Chapter 32 Tang San Blacksmithing in Sotuo City

"Sacrifice!"

Huo Feng answered directly without thinking.

【Ding! 】

[Zhao Wuji’s sacrifice was successful! 】

[Hidden mission completed! 】

[Task rewards have been distributed! 】

[Reward the host’s soul power to increase by five levels! 】

[Sacrifice points increased by 1,500 points! 】

Huo Feng didn't have time to analyze what the system in his mind said to him.

His attention was entirely on Zhao Wuji.

At this time, there was a sharp pain like a needle pricking in my waist. I didn't expect these bastards to be so cruel!

He was just about to get rid of the people around him, but who would have thought that a sense of dizziness suddenly hit him at this critical moment.

The time is very short, only about two breaths.

But just this short interval caused his body to lose balance.

"Bang——~!"

Under the combined efforts of Huo Feng, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, Zhao Wuji fell heavily.

Because the latter was extremely tall after being possessed by the martial spirit, the gravity it endured was also quite large.

This caused Zhao Wuji's head to sink completely into the soil.

"Hiss——~!"

Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle not far away, gasped when he saw such a scene.

This group of people is really terrifying!

Although Teacher Zhao did not release soul skills, it was just a simple martial soul possession.

But these four guys were not only able to break through the defense of the powerful diamond bear, but they also made Teacher Zhao look like this embarrassed person now.

"I'm afraid you're going to be miserable."

Dai Mubai glanced at the stick of incense stuck on the ground. It was already two-thirds of the way burning.

In other words, they only need to persist for one-third more time to pass the assessment.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji got up from the ground in disgrace.

He lightly patted the dust on his body, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Originally, he was playing against four kids in their twenties and thirties just for fun.

Who would have thought that because of his carelessness, he, a level 76 soul saint, would suffer a loss on his opponent.

"Come on, keep going!"

Zhao Wuji shouted and continued to assume a defensive posture.

Huo Feng and the other three looked at each other and understood each other's intentions.

"The third soul skill, Light Wings Continuous Slash!"

As the voice fell, the black dagger in Huo Feng's hand changed again.

A dazzling golden light flashed past.

The golden giant sword shimmered with dazzling light, as if bathing in the sun.

The golden giant sword was very heavy, and it was difficult for Huo Feng to lift it.

At the same time, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing rushed out again.

"Shua——~!"

Three sword beams emitting golden light shot out instantly, approaching Zhao Wuji.

The dazzling light caused the latter to temporarily lose consciousness.

At this time, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the same time.

After Zhao Wuji reacted, he directly slapped Xiao Wu with his palm.

However, Xiao Wu suddenly changed direction, and the former's palm naturally failed.

Instead, he was kicked hard on the shoulder.

The two yellow soul rings under Zhu Zhuqing's feet lit up at the same time, and his two-color pupils, one blue and one green, suddenly stood up.

Her speed increased sharply in the next second.

"The second soul skill, Hundred Claws of the Netherworld!"

Relying on the rapid rotation of the body and the sharp and penetrating attack power of the cat's claws.

The Nether Hundred Claws can attack the enemy hundreds of times in a very short period of time.

The most terrifying thing is that every attack is at the same location, and the power is extremely amazing.

It was like a rapidly rotating gear, rapidly cutting through Zhao Wuji's back.

At this moment, three light wings hit Zhao Wuji's chest from the front.

The terrifying power caused three shallow scars to appear directly on the latter's body.

And accompanied by a very obvious burning sensation.

"Ho-~!"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and a roar suddenly sounded.

The first of the seven soul rings at his feet suddenly lit up.

A strong golden light burst out instantly.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing beside him were directly ejected.

Huo Feng quickly rushed forward and caught them both with one hand.

The strong shock caused blood to surge in their chests.

You can even feel the faint smell of blood in your throat.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing behind, was a little anxious when she saw this scene.

But as an auxiliary soul master, there was nothing she could do.

What Zhao Wuji just released was his first soul skill.

Although it is only the first soul skill, the power released by a seventy-sixth level soul saint is still extremely terrifying.

Huo Feng glanced down and saw that the stick of incense stuck on the ground had only the last tail left.

But now Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are obviously no longer suitable to continue fighting.

That being the case

"The first soul skill - Sword-Breaking Slash!"

"The second soul skill - ignite the prairie fire!"

"The third soul skill - Shadow Strike!"

Put the two women aside.

Huo Feng's three soul rings lit up at the same time, directly bombarding Zhao Wuji.

A look of surprise flashed in the latter's eyes.

From the beginning of the battle to now, this kid has hardly stopped.

He didn't expect that he would have so much soul power left to support him in releasing three soul skills in succession.

When he came back to his senses, two completely different sword lights produced by Huo Feng's first soul skill and second soul skill had already reached his eyes.

Zhao Wuji stretched out his huge palm and slapped it fiercely.

The two sword rays instantly turned into energy points and dissipated into the air.

When he looked up, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

Huo Feng is missing?

"Pfft——~!"

Almost at the same time, an extremely familiar pain came from the back of my waist.

Zhao Wuji's face darkened, this boy's tricks were so sinister!

There were so many places, but he chose the two waists where his defense was weakest.

Which man can bear this horse riding?

After the sneak attack was successful, Huo Feng dodged and retreated five feet away.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, and his second soul ring suddenly lit up. Just as he was about to take action, Dai Mubai's voice came from the side at the right time,

"Teacher Zhao, it's time for a stick of incense."

The former was stunned for a moment, then turned around to see that the stick of incense stuck on the ground had indeed burned out.

He could only nod helplessly,

"You guys are lucky!"

After saying that, he covered his waist and left without looking back.

At the same time, in an ordinary blacksmith shop in Soto City.

A boy about twelve or thirteen years old was sweating profusely while blacksmithing.

His skillful technique attracted admiration from the shopkeepers nearby.

Such a young child has such forging skills.

What a malleable talent!

If Huo Feng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the young man who was blacksmithing.

It was Tang San!