If it had been someone else, he would have been injured by the Snake Blade that Serpent Cane's tongue blade suddenly spat out when he was caught off guard.
The person who can compete with Meng Yiran is not anyone else, but Tang San who has various secrets. Naturally, it is impossible to lose easily.
Everyone could only see that Tang San's hands seemed to have turned into afterimages, and they hit Snake Blade hard at an incredible speed.
This is Tang San's unique secret code Mysterious Jade Hand. It is perfect for resisting Snake Blade's attack at this time.
Tang San's fingers collided with the tongue blade, and a sound was made like gold and iron intertwining, which surprised Meng Yiran who was determined to win.
"It seems that I really underestimate you!" Meng Yiran looked at Tang San who had already retreated far away, and sneered, "But my Martial Soul is poisonous!"
Tang San calmly raised his hand and opened his palm, only to see that it was smooth and clean, without any poisoning or even scratched wounds.
"Obviously! Your poison doesn't work on me!" Tang San put down his hand and said slowly to the very astonished Meng Yiran.
In his previous life, Tang San, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, often dealt with poisons here, and Tang Sect's Mysterious Jade Hand used poisonous people's nemesis to practice to the extreme. His hands are like mysterious jade, invulnerable to all poisons.
"Then try this again!" The astonishment on Meng Yiran's face quickly turned into anger. He held Serpent Cane tightly in his hand and started to get into a ball with Tang Third Shinobi World War without hesitation.
Meng Yiran's offensive was extremely fierce, but Tang San's defense was airtight.
Suddenly, Meng Yiran let out a sweet shout, and the Serpent Cane in his hand suddenly turned into eight identical phantoms and attacked Tang San at the same time.
These eight afterimages blocked all Tang San's escape routes in an instant, trying to trap the opponent just like Tang San did to Meng Yiran just now.
Madara watched this boring battle with boredom. When he saw Meng Yiran using this move, his eyes suddenly lit up. He thought to himself, "Is it a combination with illusion? Interesting!"
This is also Meng Yiran's trick. Each of these afterimages can be said to be real or fake. Just like Martial Soul, it is generally between real and fake. It can be said that it occupies the edge of illusion.
These eight afterimages are so real and illusory that no one can tell them apart. Even if Soul Saint like Zhao Wuji comes, if there is no way to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones, they can only resist!
But Tang San is definitely not included among those who have no solution.
Even though he was about to be attacked by Serpent Cane in the hands of Meng Yiran, Tang San did not panic at all, as if everything was under control.
"Is it somewhere between true and false? It's amazing, but..." Such thoughts flashed through Tang San's mind, and then he closed his eyes directly.
When Tang San's eyes suddenly opened, they were already filled with brilliant purple. It was Purple Demon Eye, one of the secrets of the Tang Sect.
"Have you used it yet?" When Tang San turned on his own Purple Demon Eye, Madara's eyes burst out with a brilliant light.
He knew that this was one of his brother's secret techniques, and it was also one of the secrets in Tang San's heart.
Under the observation of Tang San Purple Demon Eye, the attack that was originally as fast as the wind became extremely slow, and finally even evolved into a slow crawling snail.
All Serpent Cane's attack trajectories are imported into Tang San's calm and wise brain through Purple Demon Eye.
flaw!
In an instant, Tang San's eyes had caught the flaw in Meng Yiran's world, and he began to crack it without hesitation.
Tang San grabbed one of the Serpent Canes with both hands as fast as lightning. The solid feel made Tang San feel reassured.
The moment Tang San caught the real Serpent Cane, all the afterimages quickly disappeared.
Meng Yiran only felt his hands tighten, and the other end of his Martial Soul was already firmly grasped by Tang San.
Tang San pinches the place, if it is a real snake, it is seven inches! Definitely the key to all snakes!
Even if Meng Yiran's Martial Soul is a device Martial Soul that is related to snakes, it will be difficult to break free even if it is caught at this time.
"It seems that Xiao San is sure to win this round!" The corners of Madara's mouth raised slightly, and even his cold tone could not dampen his joyful mood.
"Hey! Brother Madara, are you not confused?" Ning Rongrong walked up to Madara, raised his hand and waved it in front of Madara's face.
Madara forced the lawless Little Demoness back with his sharp eyes, looked at everyone's puzzled expressions, and snorted coldly, "You are so short-sighted that you can't even see the situation of the battle! Just wait and see!"
After such a period of time together, Madara's temper has been known to everyone by Shrek, but even so, everyone's breath couldn't help but stagnate, and now they are choked by Madara's words.
But there is no way, who wants Madara's strength to be so abnormal? If it had been anyone else, they would have been dealt with long ago!
Tang San itself will not be inferior to ordinary Soul Elder under the training of the Tang Sect. Even if Martial Soul competes with Meng Yiran, the owner of Martial Soul, she does not want to go up or down for a while.
For a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other. Tang San was more powerful than Meng Yiran, but Meng Yiran was the master of Martial Soul.
Next is a pure competition, that is, Soul Power's competition. But obviously Meng Yiran definitely doesn't want it to end like this.
"I have no choice but to use that one! It was originally prepared for that guy!" Meng Yiran gritted his teeth and quietly reached out for several exquisite knives on his waist with one hand.
Tang San raised his hand to block the flying knife from Meng Yiran, which was shot at a tricky angle, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Pfft! I read that right! He actually played throwing knives with Xiao San!" Ma Hongjun laughed out loud when he saw Meng Yiran throwing the flying knife.
"That's right! Tang San is an expert at throwing knives!" Oscar nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said with a look of approval.
"Give it back to you!" As Tang San let go and retreated, the flying knife in his hand also struck Meng Yiran with a strange trajectory.
"I didn't expect that you could do it!" Meng Yiran looked as surprised as Tang San. Then he thought of Tang San as Madara's younger brother, and his face became relieved again. "That's right! You are that guy's younger brother!"
"Then let's compare!" Tang San's surprise turned into eagerness to try. He approached Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night with one hand, looking ready to go.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Although Meng Yiran took back his Serpent Cane, it was obvious that he did not intend to admit defeat, but planned to defeat him openly in this field.
Several rays of cold light shot out from Meng Yiran's hand in an instant, and the cold light went straight towards Tang San.
Tang San raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night's side, received the air cushion and shot it towards the opponent preemptively.
Ding ding ding!
All the flying knives shot by Meng Yiran were hit by Hidden Weapon of Tang San with incomparable precision. What is even more amazing is that all the flying knives of Hidden Weapon were shot at Meng Yiran from all directions.
"What?" Meng Yiran obviously did not expect such a change, and took a few steps back in surprise.
Meng Yiran Slowly open your eyes, you may look at your intact body, and then lower your head to find that all Tang San Hidden Weapons are neatly staring at his feet.
I actually lost again!