Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"hidden weapon?"

Looking at the hidden weapon that the man in front of him had taken out of the Soul Guidance Device at his waist, Ming Qiangu frowned, and the Coiling Dragon stick in his hand suddenly became tighter.

He took a step back slightly, those silver-gray eyes stared at the man on the roof tightly, but he cried out of bad luck in his heart. He just didn't trust Ditian's food, he wanted to buy ingredients and cook for his own master himself. Why did he meet such a guy?

As the future leader of Shrek, Ming Qiangu is naturally familiar with Tang Sect and hidden weapons. In the future, whether it is Shrek Academy, Spirit Spreading Pagoda, or Tang Sect, it will be the top power. Even if it declines for some reason, the power it possesses is enough to stay sideways in this era... well, go sideways in the three major empires.

However, the Tang Sect in the future has eliminated the hand-made and pure machine expansion hidden weapons, and all the products used are the combination of the soul guide and hidden weapons. It stands to reason that the hidden weapon in the opponent's hand is nothing but an old-fashioned thing, and the Soul Guidance Device can be easily restrained.

But Ming Qiangu knew that in the history of the Tang Sect, how terrible a soul master was able to cultivate hidden weapons to the extreme, that was a realm that soul guides simply couldn't reach.

At this moment, since the unnamed servant in front of him can be summoned, it shows that his hidden weapon level is also ranked high in the entire Tang Sect history.

This is trouble...

While a series of thoughts flashed in his mind, Ming Qiangu also stared closely at the man standing on the roof to prevent him from suddenly launching an attack. But in the next instant, the figure that was standing there suddenly disappeared!

"Escaped? No, it's a ghost!"

The rich combat experience allowed Ming Qiangu to react quickly. Almost at the next moment when he noticed the opponent's movement, the long stick in his hand hit the ground hard. The vigorous wind pressure suddenly formed, blowing out the many hidden weapons that were quietly flying in all directions.

"It seems that he is a soul master who knows everything about Tang Sect. It's troublesome..."

The man hiding in the dark frowned slightly, where the hidden weapon was strong was the word "dark", and the lethality on the bright side was limited. Facing the opposite soul master who had known Tang Sect, the average Tang Sect disciple would be caught in a protracted battle.

But the man is obviously not an ordinary person. As the [Archer] in the Holy Grail War, his real name is Jixiang, he has been instructed by the sea **** Tang San for a period of time. With the exception of Tang San in the peak period, no one in the entire Douluo Continent can match the single-wheel hidden weapon technique.

"Next, be careful."

With a soft murmur, Jixiang's eyes slowly closed, and when they opened again, their pupils were as clear as amethyst. A gold needle with a short front and a back and a thick middle is sandwiched between the fingers.

The jade-like palm was even more white at this moment, and it was impossible to see how he shot it. As if dozens of palms appeared in the air, all the gold needles in his hand were shot out in an instant.

The golden needle flew from all directions. Although the speed was extremely fast, there was no sound at all, as if there was no air resistance in front of this hidden weapon.

But the people standing on the street seem to have an extraordinary sense of "intuition." They clearly didn’t see the coming of the attack, but they knew the direction of the opponent’s attack by premonition. The gold needles all knocked out.

His eyes swept across the scattered golden needles on the ground, and his pupils shrank slightly through the ages.

"Armor-piercing needle? It specializes in breaking the body and qi... It seems that the soul guide shield can't be used..."

While whispering, his gaze also looked around vigilantly, guarding against a second wave of attacks that might be launched at any time.

Jixiang was not discouraged to see that his offense did not have the slightest effect. After all, the other party is also a follower, and a hero who can make a name in history will be unbelievable when he falls on a piercing needle. What he is doing at the moment is to find out the details of the other party.

"Good at using long sticks, the opponent should be a [Pikeman] rank. It should be similar to [Mind Eyes] and [Intuition] to be able to defend against my attacks this way. So, do you want to attack?"

Although there was a questioning tone in his mouth, Jixiang's hand movement did not slow down. He looked at the surrounding terrain left and right, and frowned slightly after seeing residential houses not far away.

"You can't involve civilians, you have to get this guy away."

At the same time, Ming Qiangu, who was standing in the street, looked around for a week, and his mood became heavy.

"In the Tang Sect's traditional hidden weapons, no matter whether it is poison or gunpowder, the power is not easy to control. Fighting here will inevitably cause damage, so we must draw him away!"

Thinking about this, the two sides acted almost at the same time.

Sixteen silver flashes cut through the air, not only did not hide as before, but made a sharp noise.

Swinging the sticks to fly these bright flying knives, Ming went through the ages like a mistake, and the palm of the Panlong stick trembled slightly, revealing some flaws. At this moment, a flying knife passed through the gap of the long stick and plunged into Ming Qiangu's shoulder.

Suddenly pulling out the lancet on his shoulders, Ming Ming groaned angrily, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, suddenly turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the street.

Seeing that Ming's fleeing direction was not in the city, but at the sparsely populated South City Gate, Jixiang flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, but he also quickly chased after him.

In this dark night, the auspicious figure with its feet on the trail of ghosts and shadows is ethereal like a ghost, but the speed is no less than that of the fast forward. In just a few seconds, the two arrived near the South Gate of Shrek City.

Unlike the other city gates close to Shrek, the world, and the commercial street, although there are houses near the South City Gate, they have been abandoned for a long time. Other locations in Shrek City are too crowded, and the high-levels also want to develop the area near the South City Gate. At this moment, although it was only when the project was established, the nearby residents were also moved away.

At this moment, except for the guards who dozed off at the city gate, no one else existed.

After stepping into this area, Ming Qiangu's gaze swept across the surroundings quickly, and then suddenly exerted force under his feet, the body that had been thrusting forward abruptly stopped, and it rushed behind him like a sharp arrow.

"caught you!!!"

Not far behind Ming Qiangu, the auspicious action of stepping on the ghost and fan chasing after him paused, his right hand pointed diagonally towards the distant house, the claws made of steel shot out, and the sharp claws pierced deeply. Into the wooden roof.

In the next instant, the black spirit ring flickered behind the Ming Dynasty, and while the golden light was shining on the long stick, Jixiang was tossed out in an instant, and escaped the attack of the Ming Dynasty dangerously and dangerously.

"boom--!"

The marble floor trembled for a moment, and the next moment, the terrifying impact spread wildly around the junction between the Coiling Dragon Stick and the ground.

The earth surging like a wave of waves, thinking of the surrounding photos...In just this moment, the traces of the original humans disappeared.

Raising his head in surprise, Ming Qiangu looked at the chain-connected device on Jixiang's arm and couldn't help but spit out.

"Flying claws... Such old antiques are still used by people."

"The one who can beat you will never go out of style."

With the flying claws back, Jixiang stood on the roof, looking down at Ming Dynasty, and once again returned to the initial situation. The next moment, his right hand stretched out, bent into a claw-like shape, and held it to Ming Qiangu who was not far away.

Control the crane... Catch the dragon!

The air, no, the space seems to be frozen at this moment, the original free movement is like sinking into the ocean thousands of meters deep, unable to move at all.

Knowing the Tang Sect skills very well, he naturally recognized this technique at once, but he couldn't believe that this was actually controlling the crane and capturing the dragon.

To put it bluntly, this trick is to shift the attack to the invisible, so that it can grab the target out of thin air and control the enemy. However, although this move is strong, it has limited effect on the strong above Super Douluo, and can often only slow down the enemy's movements for a short time.

But what the **** is this now? The dragon you captured, isn't it Di Tian? !

Seeing Ming through the ages is controlled, Jixiang will naturally not let go of this good opportunity. I saw that his complexion became extremely dignified, his hands folded on his chest, and a long needle that seemed to be in nothingness appeared between his palms.

The breath of killing was instantly pervasive. Not far away, the Ming Dynasty, who was accused of a crane and a dragon from restricting his movement, only felt that his heart suddenly contracted, and then the blood surged, the hair on his body burst, and the cold sweat on the vest unexpectedly appeared, just like Being stared at by an extremely poisonous snake could take his life with just one bite.

How could it be possible that even if I were also an opponent of Extreme Douluo, it was impossible to give me such a sense of oppression. Could it be...

Suddenly raising his head, within Ming Qiangu's body, the three soul cores began to spin violently like a top. The suction power of the spirit power channel that faintly connected to the Great Holy Grail increased sharply, instantly replenishing the spirit power in his body.

All over his body, countless marks lit up. Behind him, spear-like light and shadow appeared, and streamers were betting on him.

Headband, breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, hand armor, waist guard, battle skirt, leg armor, battle boots, eleven parts, also eleven meteors. It was like the same kilowatt incandescent lamp lit up instantly, enveloping Ming Qiangu's whole body in the light.

The light dissipated, and Ming Qiangu's arms wrapped in the gorgeous armor shook, and the crane-controlling dragon who had been able to restrain him firmly before was smashed in an instant.

Four-character battle armor-Yunlongyuan heart.

This is one of the works that will be at the peak of the Soul Guidance Device even for the next 10,000 years or even tens of thousands of years, and it is also a symbol of the Soul Master's maximum power. Such a creation can already be called an [artifact]!

At this moment, Auspiciousness, who was already accumulating soul power, moved. His hands folded horizontally on his chest, a slender golden glow shot out. Wherever he went, there was not the slightest ripple, not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air, if it was not observed very carefully, there would be no way to see it at all.

Ming Qiangu's face was full of Shen Ning. When the golden light flashed, his soul felt a tingling pain. At this moment, he felt as if he was locked, as if there was an invisible line connecting him and the needle.

This is a blow that cannot be dodged at all!

The dragon pattern on the Panlong stick twisted, as if it had come alive, and at the same time it roared, it turned into a light and shadow and rushed towards the golden light. However, Ming Qiangu himself released a series of soul guidance shields and defense system soul abilities, trying to block this blow.

The dragon shadow collided with the almost invisible golden color, but couldn't delay even the slightest amount of time, and was wailing and dissipating. In the next instant, this golden light came to Ming Qiangu.

"哧—"

The powerful energy released by the Soul Guiding Shield and Soul Ring Soul Skills in front of Ming Qiangu suddenly burst like a pierced leather ball, turning into a large white halo to the surroundings.

Even if the golden light was dim, it still existed stubbornly, piercing the heavy breastplate with difficulty, and piercing into Ming Qiangu's body.

Ming Qiangu snorted suddenly, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood he spewed out was extremely strange. After it was spurted, it immediately turned into countless blood arrows flying around, making a series of "chicking chicks" in the air, and falling on the ground, unexpectedly pierced out one by one. Hole.

But this was not over yet, Ming Qiangu's body staggered and almost fell to his knees. In front of his eyes, there seemed to be two extremely cold and strange figures.

Both of them wore tall hats. One was tall and thin, with a pale face and a long tongue; the other had a fierce face, wide and fat, and a small black face. The two of them held shackles and handcuffs, and smiled at Ming Yin Yin through the ages.

"...The Pursuit of Souls and Death...Sure enough, a well-deserved reputation!"

Ming Qiangu gave a dry cough, and the fading color on his face suddenly disappeared. Behind him, countless lights and shadows suddenly appeared. One of them suddenly walked out of the void and submerged into Ming Qiangu's body. Immediately afterwards, his dim silver-gray eyes lit up again, and the phantom in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The purple-black smoke escaped from the body of Ming Dynasty, was ignited by the flames from the void, and burned to ashes. He raised his head, looked at the auspiciousness with an incredible look on his face, and slowly stood up straight.

"However, it is not fatal for me."

Inherent skills: pioneer.

As a pioneer who opened the way, he can exempt the latecomers from a certain ability within a certain limit.

The Tang Sect still exists in the future, and Yan Wang Tie is not the patent of the predecessors. At this moment, the exemption is naturally the most daunting point in Yan Wang's post-poison.

Hades told you to die for the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

But pioneer, don't be insulted!

Looking at the corners of Ming Qiangu's mouth, Jixiang was silent for a moment, and those purple eyes slowly narrowed.

"It seems that you are not unscathed. Also, you don't really think that Yan Wang's post is my strongest method, right?"

"Oh?"

Ming Qiangu was also unwilling to show weakness, and coldly snorted: "Then let me see, you who came from Tang Sect, what else can you do!"

Just as the atmosphere between the two was tense again, the earth suddenly fluctuated. Discovered in Shrek Academy, a yellow light burst into the sky.

"Shrek's Xuan elder?" Although his gaze still didn't look away from Jixiang, Ming Qiangu still felt the aura as thick as the earth. He who had seen the battle before naturally recognized who that person was.

"It seems that there is no way to have a good fight with you."

Ming Qiangu sighed, the battle armor on his body slowly dissipated. He stationed his long stick and looked at the opponent on the roof who was dissipating again. He said to himself, "I hope that next time, the winner will be determined."

After speaking, his body suddenly turned into particles and disappeared in this clearing.

In the dark corner behind him, Jixiang slowly walked out, confirming that the other party had really left, and then retracted the bone needle he had pinched in his hand into the Soul Guidance Device.

"Have you used Lingshu? Really decisive."