Although the Wild Thunder Fierce Leopard's whole body was entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor, the reason why it responded to the task of the Beast God Emperor Heaven was naturally not an ordinary person.

With the blue-purple thunder and lightning armor wrapped around his body, the thunder and lightning were like needles on the hedgehog's body, directly piercing the Blue Silver Emperor, accompanied by the sound of the Blue Silver Emperor breaking one by one, and the agile figure fell to the ground again.

Masters compete, and fighters are fleeting.

Maybe for ordinary people, these few seconds are just for breathing and blinking, but for masters, it is enough to determine life and death!

Like a tiger coming out of the cage and rushing head-on, Tang San used the flying ability of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to rush forward the moment the opponent was limited by his parasitic ability, the opponent was originally rushing towards him, in this case, the distance between the two approached in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's hands circled around his chest, and the Haotian Hammer had already appeared out of thin air, in the eyes of the Wild Thunder Leopard who wanted to choose people and devour, his hands danced the Haotian Hammer, and smashed it down!

"Smack!"

The head of the Thunder Leopard was as fragile as a watermelon, accompanied by red and white droplets, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang, and the lightning armor on its body that had lost control returned into lightning particles and spilled into the air, which was extremely awkward in the picture of the four legs twitching.

If it were in the past, Tang San wanted to deal with a soul beast with a 60,000-year-old cultivation, and he had to rely on the assistance of the Tang Sect's secret weapon, and he could only win after a fierce fight.

However, among the Bombing Heaven Gang, the White Tiger Hall has always been a hall for external warfare, and there are battle maniacs from all over the world gathered in it, and even Tang San's combat level has been gradually improved.

But even so, Tang San didn't have any pride or complacency in his heart.

Because whenever he was proud, the picture of Yang Ming appeared in his mind.

Compared to Yang Ming, he is still too far behind!

Thinking like this, Tang San didn't stop the movements in his hand, the eight spider spears behind him that were as hard as iron and sharp as a cone turned around, like steel pillars flowing with the color of steel, straight and fierce into the soil under his feet.

"Whew!"

Underneath the ground, there was a roar of rage mixed with rage.

With the soil on the surface of his feet fluctuating violently, Tang San stepped on it, and the person flew up like a golden-winged roc spreading his wings, dodging the attack from the ground.

The huge head of the Thousand-Foot Demon Flame Centipede came out of the ground, and the oily green Demon Flame erupted with high temperature and extremely corrosive power, but unfortunately it fell short, and Tang San's powerful spiritual power was the first to perceive it, so as to dodge it.

"Sneer! Snort! ”

The oily green flames rained down on the crimson soil, as if they had ignited on the oil, burning the earth in pitch black, and emitting bursts of poisonous gases.

The Thousand-Legged Demon Flame Centipede raised its huge head fiercely, and it could be clearly seen that several pitch-black holes appeared on its forehead, which were the wounds that had just been pierced by the sharp and invincible Eight Spider Spears, and vicious pus continued to flow out of the wounds, which was extremely disgusting.

The thousand-footed demon flame centipede's breath, it was obviously so close to being able to successfully sneak attack, why did it fail?

It wanted to move, but the next moment, the Thousand-Footed Demon Flame Centipede was horrified to find that it couldn't move!

Eight spider spears are poisonous!

And not poison in general, but poison in general!

The moment the Eight Spider Spear entered the body just now, Tang San poured the poison stored during this time into the other party's body, although the Thousand Foot Demon Flame Centipede could also be regarded as an old poison among the soul beasts, the Demon Flame was highly poisonous, but in terms of toxicity, it was far inferior to the poison of the Eight Spider Spear, and he could only lie on the ground with a frightened face, feeling the vitality in his body pass rapidly.

The three of Tang were in mid-air, and it was the time when there was nowhere to borrow strength.

The three 10,000-year-old soul beasts that took over the task of the Beast God Emperor Heaven, the last one of the Wild Tiger wasted its domineering name, and it was actually as obscene as a killer hidden in the beast tide of the general public, waiting for an opportunity, at this time, after seeing the tragic death of his companion Wild Thunder Leopard and the failure of the Thousand-legged Demon Flame Centipede's sneak attack, Tang San finally revealed his flaws, and the Wild Tiger suddenly appeared.

Wind!

The wind is blowing!

The pale green demonic wind was whistling, as if setting off a gust of eighteenth-level winds, so that Tang San was not only unable to fall to the ground with gravity, but was blown higher by the wind, and could only subconsciously summon the Blue Silver Emperor, and the Blue Silver Emperor with buckets of water was wandering around his body, in order to resist the enemy's attack.

The speed of the Storm Tiger is slower than that of the Thunder Leopard, but it has a special ability, which is that it can temporarily hide its figure in the wind, so that the soul master cannot use its powerful spiritual power to perceive its movements.

Once, with this move, the Windswept Tiger had hunted many powerful soul masters in the Star Dou Great Forest, and the Soul Emperor who died under its claws was not fifty but twenty, and even the seventy-level Soul Saint was planted in its hands.

Ignoring the Blue Silver Emperor who was constantly whipping around Tang San's body, a trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the Wild Tiger, hiding his body in the wind, quietly appearing behind Tang San, and then suddenly attacking!

"Dang!"

A morning bell sounded like a dusk drum.

The Wind Tiger's cunning eyes were messy, and seeing that his killing blow was actually blocked by the Haotian Hammer in front of him, he only felt that his soul beast career had wasted so many years.

"Why ......"

The mouth of the wild tiger is open, and I only feel that there is some leakage.

It wanted to know how Tang San sensed its approach, obviously its ability had always been invincible!

Facing the enemy's doubts, Tang San had no reason to answer, only the ferocious hammer of the Haotian Hammer answered it!

"Bang!"

The head of the Windswept Tiger's head was harder than that of the Thunder Leopard, at least it didn't have a fleshy head, but even so, half of his cheeks were sunken in, and an eye burst out and fell to the ground.

Huge corpses fell from the sky, splashing up clouds of dust.

Tang San held the hammer in one hand, and the blue brilliance of the Blue Silver Emperor Realm was lingering around him, setting him off like the emperor of this realm.

In just one fight, Tang San slashed the chaos with a quick knife, slashing three soul beasts that were no less than 30,000 years of cultivation!

So powerful!

Heart-stirring!

Tang San stepped on the corpse of the Wild Tiger, the little man seemed small in front of the huge corpse, but he had a power that was difficult to match.

Tang San raised a middle finger towards the Beast God Emperor Tian, and the sound spread through the soul power, spreading throughout the battlefield.

"White Tiger Hall Master Tang San is here, accepting the challenge of any soul beast!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but stroke his palm and laugh.

"It is worthy of the Qilin'er of the Tang family, and it is worthy of being the hall master of the White Tiger Hall of my Bombing Heaven Gang."

The Beast God Emperor's face turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot.

Is it so faceless?