When Flander came back, he said to the blade, "Your intuition is very accurate."

Daofeng smiled and said, "You are too famous, aren't you still cultivating it by your dean?"

Flander shook his head and smiled, "That's true."

Zhao Wuji curled his lips disdainfully, saying, "Shameless, it was clearly cultivated by me, Zhao Wuji!

But this is not the time to care about this.

"Blade, you kid will almost end it. No matter how powerful it is, it will not be able to live long after being hit by this poisonous fog."

The blade nodded and walked to the ice bird that was staring fiercely at everyone.

"Hiss~"

"Feel sorry."

With this gentle sound, the person in the blade's hand stabbed and pulled it to end its life.

When the soul ring rose, the blade stroked its eyes.

"rest in peace."

Xiao Wu thought in her heart that this guy didn't seem to be as cruel as he imagined.

Dai Mubai disdained that he was disgusting to the point of hypocrisy.

No matter how others see the blade, the disappearance of life in his hands always makes him feel a little sad.

To Flander, Zao Wuji, and Liu Erlong, the master bowed sincerely and went to the center to absorb the soul ring.

If he is allowed to act on his own, he will probably waste a lot of effort.

Zhao Wuji smiled and shook his head.

Liu Erlong hugged the master's hand and whispered, "Although this kid, Blade, is decisive, his heart is very soft."

The master rarely had no sour thoughts.

Some things can be seen whether they are true or false.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar looked at each other, which was very unreal. After all, they didn't even blink when they were not happy to kill him.

The outer layer of the soul space of the blade.

The gigantic and overwhelming soul of the ice bird saw the blade as soon as it appeared.

He stared at the blade with resentment, and a long roar, an extremely cold breath sprayed towards the blade as small as an ant.

With a wave of the blade, the extremely cold breath dissipated!

In the void, countless sharp swords emerged.

move!

In the sky, the huge ice bird dispersed.

Just a phantom of the residual soul, what's the use? It's okay to scare people.

The blade shook his head, withdrew his consciousness, and went back to control the body's transformation soul ring.

But the easy soul shock that he deals with here is not so easy for Tang San...

Ning Rongrong was the first to end the absorption of the fourth soul ring, and Zhu Zhuqing was the second.

Tang San was still struggling when the blade retreated.

"Blade, what is your fourth soul skill?" Flander looked at Blade with his sharp eyes.

Blade Fen smiled and said, "Introduce me to keep it a secret."

His eyes were on Tang San.

Fland nodded.

The situation of this kid Tang San is not optimistic. Not to mention that the impact of the soul power attached to the soul ring on his body was caused by his body collapse, and even a mere invasion of the soul thoughts might have taken his life.

The one who is most worried is nothing more than the master, Xiao Wu.

But Daofeng still felt that he could not die, and his strange intuition.

Tang San's mental power seemed pretty good to Blade, but his control and application of mental power were too low, otherwise why would he be beaten in his soul space and retreat step by step?

But it is no wonder that he has not received professional training and development after all.

Xiao Wu was already crying anxiously, and everyone was anxious.

If Blade wants to be really at its limit and has not saved itself, just take action.

This is suffering, and it is also an opportunity - an opportunity to peek at the power of the soul!

I don’t know if Tang San can grasp it.

Blade is looking forward to it.

Ning Rongrong looked at the blade and touched his chin with interest and looked at Tang San, this heartless guy!

Wait quietly.

When he saw Tang San's skin start to seep blood, Tang San's soul space was already controlled by a huge spider web.

A huge crypt demon pig was approaching him step by step from the silk thread, with a grim smile on his face.

Dagger said lightly in his heart that this is the limit?

The mental power gathers between the eyebrows...

"Brother!!" The rabbit spirit rushed over and hugged Tang San's body and cried.

Hum? Reversal?

The blade retracts the condensed mental power.

"Xiao Wu, I'm fine."

Looking at the two people hugging each other...one person and one rabbit, Blade felt a pity. After all, he did not see the power at the soul level.

After Tang San coaxed Xiao Wu to the Master and others to express his safety, Dao Feng smiled and said, "Congratulations, Miss San, you have saved your life again on the verge of committing suicide."

Tang San smiled bitterly, indeed.

"It's so enviable!" The blade looked up at the dark green poisonous fog forty-five degrees.

Ning Rongrong knocked his head and said angrily, "Are you still looking forward to the failure of your third brother? Hum?"

Blade ignored her and came to Tang San to squat down, and said to Xiao Wu who was still lying in Tang San's arms, "Sister Xiao Wu, please hug me later. Now let me help the mistress adjust first."

Only then did Xiao Wu realize that the postures of the two of them were really inappropriate, so she jumped up quickly. Her little face, which was not dry, was blushing all over the clouds. She covered her little face in panic and walked to Ning Rongrong's side.

"Blade, I myself..." Tang San looked at Blade with some difficulty.

The blade waved his hand, "Okay, okay, do you think I want to touch you? Look at your dirty hand?"

He grabbed Tang San's hand and said disgustingly.

"Then you still..."

"Did you remember when you helped me take the metacarpal bones in the Rose Hotel? I hate what I owe others the most, understand?" The blade poked Tang San's face and said.

Tang San felt so ashamed that he had to nod his head quickly.

Then Blade nodded with satisfaction, "Give me the other hand."

After grasping Tang San's hands, the soul power flowed into Tang San's body with the palm as a medium to adjust his muscle texture, internal organ position, broken blood vessels, etc.

This large-scale subtle and precise manipulation surprised Tang San.

Looking at the two stinky men holding hands in the field, Ning Rongrong whispered in Xiao Wu's ear, "Xiao Wu, what's going on with the rose tavern that third brother said?"

Of course she knew where the Rose Tavern was, after all, it was a very famous couple hotel in the Tiandou Empire.

How could he go to such a place?

The most important thing is - who did he go with?!

Xiao Wu told him what happened at that time.

When Ning Rongrong learned that Blade was alone, he curled his lips with disdain on his face, "I can go to a couple's hotel alone, this guy is so thick-skinned."

I let out a long sigh in my heart, it was okay.

At that time, Dai Mubai was inevitably mentioned here.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Dai Mubai lightly and then stopped moving. Instead, she felt her heart when she heard that Blade was alone.

Did he have such a down-and-out time?

Half an hour later, the blade let go of Tang San's hand and waved to Oscar, "Oscar, give your sausage to mistress."

O'Aika and Tang San's faces turned black. Is this human word?!

"Brother, this is easy to misunderstand!"

The blade waved his hand and said, "It's almost the same."

After saying that, he didn't care about Oscar and Tang San, and the rabbit spirit who wanted to bite him to death.

Walk to the side, and the blade takes water from the soul guide to wash his hands.

After washing the thirteenth time, he sniffed his hands as delicate and smooth as jade, and found that there was no smell of blood. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

When I turned around, I found that almost everyone was staring at him with strange eyes.

He thought for a while, his head tilted, and he murmured as he looked at everyone, "Have you lost sight of my beauty?"

"Oh, blame me."
Chapter completed!