Tang San's Stinky Maggot Entanglement-Invincible Among His Peers?!

Tang San's stinking maggot Blue Silver Grass.

It solved Dai Mubai and the other two, and its momentum did not wane.

It surged straight toward Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing in the rear!

No! Don't come over!

Ning Rongrong's little face turned ashen with terror, her legs going weak as she collapsed directly onto the ground, almost failing to hold the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank to pinpricks, and without a thought, she flashed over, grabbed Ning Rongrong, and retreated fiercely backward.

Yet that Blue Silver Grass was extremely fast, and the fishy, foul wind had already rushed to their faces; if they retreated any further, they would be entangled sooner or later.

We surrender!

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and shouted in a deep voice.

As her voice fell, the sweeping Blue Silver Grass abruptly stopped in midair and slowly retracted.

Tang San stood in place, looking at the three people who had fainted on the ground.

Then he looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, whose complexions were pale, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

What? This! This!!

Yu Xiaogang, standing at the edge of the arena, watched with eyes that lit up even more.

He walked forward briskly, looking at the three fallen people.

Then he looked at Tang San, his tone carrying suppressed excitement.

Although this Soul Ring stank a bit, this combat power was simply unimaginable!

With Tang San's previous strength, how could he possibly knock down Dai Mubai and the other two simultaneously?

Was this any trash Soul Ring? This was clearly... clearly a top-tier divine skill!

Good, good, good! As expected of this Grandmaster's disciple!

Trembling with excitement, Yu Xiaogang endured the strong stench to step forward and grab Tang San's shoulders:

*Xiao San! Do you believe this