Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

Feng Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Tang San in front of him, and frowned.

"Nothing, I happened to be practicing nearby, and I heard some movement here, so I came over to take a look." Tang San didn't pay attention to Feng Yao's somewhat dissatisfied mood, and said to himself, slowly moving toward Feng Yao. Go.

"Is there anything else?" Feng Yao's body tensed up secretly. The other party's methods were too insidious and vicious, so he had to be wary of Tang San to prevent him from taking action secretly.

Just because of the insulting words the guard had said to him and Jack, Tang San became murderous towards the guard and almost took action.

And he had already started to have a bad relationship with Tang San's master and apprentice, and he even attacked Yu Xiaogang a few days ago.

Feng Yao had no doubt that he had been labeled as a way to die by Tang San.

"Feng Yao, we need a duel!" Tang San stood still, less than five meters in front of Feng Yao, and his eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at Feng Yao.

"Feng Yao, my teacher has wanted to accept you as his disciple several times, but you have refused several times in full view of the public, which has put my teacher's face at a loss."

Yu Xiaogang had talked to Feng Yao several times, and Tang San was by his side, so he naturally understood what Yu Xiaogang was thinking.

"Tang San, what you said is a bit ridiculous, right?" Feng Yao sneered, "Why should I agree if Yu Xiaogang is interested?"

"Forget it, I don't want to talk nonsense to you either!"

"The only reason you want to fight me is because I have done something to Yu Xiaogang before, plus the little thoughts in your heart."

"In that case, let's do it!"

He also wanted to practice, and being harassed by Tang San all the time was not an option.

It seems like my elementary school life is coming to an end!

Seeing that Feng Yao actually agreed to his request for a duel, Tang San couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

Teacher, just watch, I will avenge you for that day!

"The first soul skill - Blue Silver Coil!"

When Tang San saw Feng Yao agreeing, he didn't hesitate, let alone whether Feng Yao was ready or not.

Since you have agreed, you must be prepared, otherwise if you are defeated, no wonder others take quick action.

The Blue Silver Grass martial spirit appeared in his hand, and a yellow spirit ring rose up from the sole of his foot and flashed at the same time.

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, three vines instantly surged out from the ground, two of which shot towards Feng Yao as quickly as poisonous snakes, while the other one was ready to block Tang San in case of emergency.

Feng Yao's eyes narrowed, and he reacted quickly, nimbly dodging the attack of one of the vines on one side of his body. However, another vine quickly wrapped around him like a swift poisonous snake.

At this moment, a burst of soul power burst out from the soles of Feng Yao's feet, and his figure dodged another blue-silver vine.

"What? How is this possible?" Tang San exclaimed in disbelief when he saw this scene.

The speed that burst out just now was actually faster than his own ghost shadow, and the purple devil eyes could only see the shadow, which made Tang San feel solemn.

Tang San frowned slightly and used the Purple Demon Eye with all his strength, not daring to be careless.

At the same time, the third vine also started to move, wrapping around Feng Yao. The two vines that had been avoided were also controlled by Tang San to wrap around Feng Yao.

"Such a trick is useless to me!" A yellow soul ring appeared on the sole of Feng Yao's foot, and a golden sword condensed in his hand.

"The first soul skill - the Diamond Breaking Sky Sword!"

Feng Yao used his soul skill to chop three blue silver vines into pieces by just slashing at random.

"Damn it!" Tang San felt a little angry when he saw that his soul skills were so vulnerable.

Suddenly, Tang San raised his hands, which were instantly wrapped in white jade, and his figure flew towards Feng Yao like a ghost.

"Oh? Are you going to fight me in close combat?" Feng Yao raised his lips slightly, dispelling the first soul skill in his hand, the power lock on his wrist flashed, and his whole body was instantly wrapped in silver-white armor.

"Tang San, your speed has been seen through by my eyes!" After Feng Yao was armed, he allowed Tang San's body shape to change, but in his eyes, everything became clearly visible.

There was a trace of confidence and teasing in Feng Yao's eyes under his goggles. His gaze was firmly fixed on Tang San, as if he could penetrate all the fog and discern Tang San's every move.

"Young master, you are talking nonsense!" Tang San's figure appeared not far from Feng Yao's side. Tang San reached out and grabbed the air, and Feng Yao felt as if his body was being pulled by a pulling force.

Gee, this is controlling the crane and capturing the dragon?

Feng Yao did not retreat but advanced, letting Tang San pull him.

Seeing this scene, Tang San secretly thought something was wrong, alarm bells rang in his heart, he quickly stopped controlling the crane and catching the dragon, and stepped back.

I want to retreat now, but it’s too late!

There was a sneer on Feng Yao's lips, he came first, his figure flashed in front of Tang San, and he punched out.

Feeling the oncoming fist wind, Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, raised one hand to resist, and reached out to Feng Yao's face with the other hand.

But things went counterproductive.

As soon as the two sides collided, Tang San felt that the bones in his hands were about to burst. In spite of the pain, he did not dare to counterattack and used the force to jump back.

But no matter how fast Tang San dodges, he can't escape Feng Yao's sharp gaze and vigorous and swift attack.

"Damn it, why is this guy getting faster and stronger?" Tang San also felt the powerful pressure coming from Feng Yao, and was secretly frightened.

He couldn't help but speed up his speed, and his inner strength of Xuantian Kung was running at full speed, trying to get rid of Feng Yao's suppression.

However, no matter how Tang San changed his body shape, Feng Yao could always accurately catch it and attack.

This feeling of being seen through made Tang San feel extremely frustrated and powerless.

"Tang San, you shouldn't challenge me!"

He suddenly swung a straight punch and hit Tang San on the chest. Tang San was instantly knocked several meters away and hit a big tree. Feng Yao's somewhat arrogant words also reached Tang San's ears at the same time.

"puff--"

Hearing Feng Yao's somewhat contemptuous words, feeling the physical pain and mental frustration, Tang San spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest with one hand, supported the tree with the other and tried to stand up, staring at Feng Yao intently.

Seeing this, Feng Yao chuckled and walked slowly towards Tang San, "Come to think of it, we are all useless martial spirits..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yao suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, but it only passed by for a moment, but it also frightened Feng Yao.

Feng Yao couldn't explain that feeling clearly, he just felt like he was tied to the road, a semi-trailer was rushing towards him, and he was powerless to do anything.

As if he noticed something strange about Feng Yao, Tang San's eyes flashed with joy, he opened his mouth and spat out, and an undetectable silver needle mixed with blood shot out of Tang San's mouth, heading straight for Feng Yao.

Feng Yao was still thinking about what happened just now, when a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye, and he was shocked.

But since he noticed it, he naturally wouldn't fall for it. When the silver needle came, Feng Yao turned sideways, reacted quickly, and reached out to grab it.

"Tsk..."

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