Take Tang San Head-On with the Eight Spider Lances! Hang Him Up and Swing Him Like a Swing!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"

The Small Balls that should have been dodged strangely curved back and smashed toward Meng Yiran. They were too close to evade.

Hidden weapon technique—Bat Wing Reincarnation!

It made hidden weapons fly back and forth like boomerangs. Unless someone had eyes in the back of their head, they would be caught completely off guard.

Couldn't dodge?

Then she wouldn't!

The Eight Spider Lances behind Meng Yiran exerted force, and her whole body spun at high speed like a top. Her Soul Power poured out in massive quantities, forming a barrier that blocked every Small Ball and sent them flying.

Divine Skill—Eight Spider Rending!

Though it was merely a minor application rather than its complete form, being forced to use her trump card so soon after exchanging blows still meant she was at a disadvantage.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

The Small Balls exploded midair, turning into nets woven from Blue Silver Grass. But since they had been knocked away, they caught nothing.

Instead, as Meng Yiran spun, plumes of purple smoke spread outward. Every strand of Blue Silver Grass it passed withered away.

Poisonous!

Tang San rapidly retreated and continued using his special technique to throw out Small Balls one after another.

But the moment they entered the purple mist, they vanished without a trace.

He was being countered?

Tang San stopped wasting his efforts. He activated Purple Demon Eyes to lock onto his target, his hands whirling like the wind and leaving streaks of afterimages.

A great number of hidden weapons flew forth, shooting straight, diagonally, and circling around from behind as they assaulted Meng Yiran.

Hidden weapon technique—Rain of Flowers!

"Clang, clang, clang!!!"

Every hidden weapon was deflected by the barrier. None could pierce through it.

Meanwhile, the poisonous mist continued spreading, forcing Tang San to retreat