Chapter 164: The Wind Sword Sect is dispatched, and the whole city is chasing Tang San. This support is too violent (please subscribe)

"What... this... this is over, hurry up and leave, I will stop him."

Seeing the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had completely transformed into a mad wolf staring at Tang San with a pair of cold eyes, Shui Bing'er immediately raised her hand and used her second soul skill.

"Frost Armor..."

Her second soul skill is a defensive soul skill that can be used not only on herself but also on others.

"Kakakakakaka..."

I saw frost condensing on Tang San's body, and then formed a thick layer of frost armor, which seemed to have strong defensive power.

After her soul power surged, each of Shui Bing'er's soul skills has changed beyond recognition.

"Weird boy, I'm going to use these wolf claws to tear you to pieces."

After grinning fiercely, the middle-aged man in yellow robe, who had completely transformed into a wolf, swung the wolf tail behind him, and his speed suddenly increased. He pounced towards Tang San with a strange smile.

"This frost armor seems to be quite powerful... In that case, I'll play with you."

Tang San, who had already opened his third eye, was not in a hurry. He looked at the frost armor on his body, and then instead of advancing, he retreated and took the initiative to greet the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had transformed into a wolf.

"You are no match for him, run away..."

Shui Bing'er was getting a little anxious. She immediately released the ice phoenix's cold air regardless of everything, trying to freeze the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had turned into a mad wolf again. But at this time, her cold air only slightly affected the yellow-robed middle-aged man's speed and was completely unable to freeze him anymore.

"Since you are seeking death, I, Molang, will fulfill your wish and tear you into pieces."

Seeing that the reckless young man in blue had rushed in front of him, the middle-aged man in yellow robe who had transformed into a mad wolf decisively swung his sharp wolf claws and slapped down, piercing deeply into the frost armor on Tang San's body.

Seeing that the wolf claws had been embedded in the frost armor and were about to pierce the flesh, Tang San smiled faintly, raised his right fist which was surging with deep blue light, and punched down hard at the wrist of the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had transformed into a mad wolf.

"Triple... No, it should be Quadruple Kaio-ken now."

Tang San chuckled lightly as he punched the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had transformed into a mad wolf.

"Boom..."

A loud bang spread in the air, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

"Click..."

Scarlet blood was seen falling from the air, and the middle-aged man in yellow robe who had turned into a mad wolf suddenly fell backwards. He looked at his broken wrist and suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

“Ah… no no… ah…”

Yes, the wrist of the middle-aged man in yellow robe who had completely turned into a mad wolf, which was waving his wolf claws just now, was completely broken. Now only a bare arm was left, and blood was still gushing out of the crack.

The broken wolf claw was still embedded in Tang San's frost armor. Tang San's body shook, and the broken wolf claw was shaken away.

"No, no, no, my wolf claws...my hands."

Seeing his broken wolf claw being blown away, the middle-aged man in yellow robe who had transformed into a mad wolf rushed over desperately, trying to connect his palm.

At this moment, the ice phoenix cold air released by Shui Bing'er had completely enveloped him. His body suddenly trembled and there was a slight pause.

At the moment when the yellow-robed middle-aged man who had transformed into a mad wolf paused, Tang San had already rushed in front of him. At this moment, on Tang San's face, there was still an innocent smile like a teenager.

But to the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, this smile looked like a ghost's smile, which made him shudder.

Then, Tang San suddenly raised his fist and punched the middle-aged man in yellow robe hard on the neck.

bang...

There was another loud noise, accompanied by the sound of frost exploding on Tang San's body. This punch had already smashed the yellow-robed middle-aged man's body flying out.

But is this the end? Of course not.

Tang San immediately used the Divine Invisibility Step, and his body movements became like teleportation. He seemed to have turned into a phantom, constantly flashing, chasing the yellow-robed middle-aged man's body that was smashed away, and continued to swing his fists, one punch after another, constantly hitting the yellow-robed middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man in yellow robe, who had transformed into a wolf, was knocked back to his original form with just a few punches. Blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and he let out unclear screams for mercy.

"Ah... no no no no... don't... wow..."

Too bad it's no use anymore.

Covered by the sound of fists hitting flesh and ice bursting, the screams of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe became extremely weak, because at this moment, his neck was about to be broken.

"This, this, this, this... How is it possible... Uncle Mo... Uncle Mo... was almost beaten to death."

Feng Youcai, the young master of the Feng family, who was in the alley, was looking at this scene with horror on his face, his eyes wide open. At this moment, he was already frightened to the point of turning pale and trembling all over.

After all, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe is a level 55 Soul King. On the streets of Tiandou City, such strength is obviously very strong.

With such a guard and a group of lackeys, plus the deterrent power of the Feng family, Feng Youcai has never suffered any loss in Tiandou City.

"No, no, I have to go back quickly, go back quickly... to report to my father."

Feng Youcai's face was filled with fear and his lips were trembling. He was about to run away, but suddenly his whole body trembled, he staggered, and fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, because at this moment, he saw that the neck of the middle-aged man in yellow robe, Molang, had been broken abruptly, and his head flew out directly. The headless corpse was spurting blood and falling to the ground.

"Boom..."

As the head of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe fell to the ground, Feng Youcai, the eldest son of the Sun family, who was lying on the ground, suddenly screamed and quickly curled up backwards, his eyes filled with fear.

“Ahhh…don’t come over here, don’t come over here…”

Because he saw that the head of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe had just fallen into the alley and rolled in front of him, and the pair of eyes full of unwillingness were still staring at him.

Seeing that the middle-aged man in yellow robe was dead, Tang San landed gracefully. He clenched his fists and stretched his muscles a few times.

"You...you actually...killed him."

Shui Bing'er, who came from behind, was so frightened when she saw the headless body of the middle-aged man in yellow robe that her face turned pale and her voice trembled.

"It's okay. The guy's head is still in the alley. Go get your sister out before she gets scared."

Tang San washed his hands calmly. To him, such scenes were nothing new.

Shui Bing'er bit her lip and reacted. She rushed into the alley and brought out Shui Yue'er, who was also frightened.

After entering the alley, Tang San saw that Feng Youcai, the eldest son of the Feng family who had been so arrogant just now, was now so scared that his whole body went limp and he lay on the ground, unable to even get up.

Seeing the young man in blue clothes walking towards him, Feng Youcai's face was filled with fear and he shouted loudly.

“You, you, you…you…don’t come over here, don’t come over here…I am Feng Youcai, the young master of the Feng family, and my grandfather is the eldest elder of the Feng family…If you dare to kill me, my grandfather will not let you go…”

"Oh, really?" Tang San smiled faintly, then kicked the yellow-robed middle-aged man's head to the feet of Feng Youcai, the eldest son of the Feng family.

Feng Youcai was so scared that he screamed loudly on the spot, and a liquid flowed out of his pants. It turned out that he was so scared that he peed his pants.

Smelling the urine, Tang San couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at Feng Youcai in front of him, and said.

"You just said...you want to break my legs and make me crawl in front of you to admit my mistake, right?"

"I...I...I...I was wrong, I was wrong."

Feng Youcai changed his previous attitude, quickly lying on the ground, begging for mercy from Tang San.

"I am blind... I am a bastard, I deserve to die, I will never dare to do it again, I will never dare to do it again..."

As Feng Youcai spoke, he kept slapping himself in the face, completely losing the look of the arrogant and domineering young master he had just had.

Tang San looked at the Feng family's eldest son Feng Youcai with disdain and said.

"You said you would never dare to do it again... Is that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes... I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again. Please, Grandpa, spare my life."

Feng Youcai lay on the ground and kowtowed continuously, like pounding garlic.

"Okay, in that case, you will carry your uncle Mo's head... and crawl back to your Feng family. Do you understand?"

Tang San said, pointing to the head on the ground.

"Understand...understand...I understand. I will climb...I will climb..."

Although Feng Youcai was already scared to death at this point, compared to the head, he was more afraid of the young man in front of him who looked like the god of death.

"...Uncle Mo, I'm sorry."

Feng Youcai's face was filled with fear and he was shouting loudly. He suppressed his fear and picked up the head of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe with one hand, then crawled out of the alley little by little.

Seeing Feng Youcai, the eldest son of the Feng family, holding the head of the steward Uncle Mo and crawling out of the alley little by little, Tang San originally wanted to break Feng Youcai's legs and let him crawl back, but this guy was already scared to death, and he felt disgusted if he tried again.

Thinking in his mind, Tang San stepped on the ground, grabbed a stone that bounced up from the ground, and then flicked his finger at Feng Youcai's slowly moving legs. The stone hit Feng Youcai's right leg at an extremely fast speed.

Then came Feng Youcai's pig-slaughtering scream. It was obvious that one of his legs was broken, but in order to save the other leg, he did not break his promise and crawled even faster.

Considering that the young master of the Feng family was almost frightened to the point of insanity, Tang San did not cripple his other leg.

Tang San walked out of the alley only after Feng Youcai had gone far away carrying the head of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe.

At this time, some passers-by outside had witnessed this scene, including the few lackeys who had not died just now.

But Tang San didn't care. He would be Qian Renxue's man soon anyway. Even if anything happened, Qian Renxue could help him solve it.

Tang San touched his nose and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the side.

"wait……"

Tang San stopped and turned around, only to see Shui Bing'er, who was wearing a blue short skirt and showing her white beautiful legs, looking at him and said hesitantly.

"No matter who you are, thank you for what happened today. My name is Shui Bing'er, and you are?"

"My name is Tang San."

A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face.

Looking at the boy in front of her who suddenly became very gentle, Shui Bing'er suddenly felt a little scared again. She felt that he was completely different from the violent guy who had just knocked off the head of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe.

Biting her cold lips gently, Shui Bing'er continued.

"Tang San, no matter what, today's incident was caused by my sister. If, if the Feng family starts hunting you down... you... you can come to Tianshui College to find me. I will do my best to keep you safe."

"Oh, thank you so much. I will come and play when I have time."

Tang San chuckled and nodded.

Of course he would go to a good place like Tianshui College.

After saying that, Tang San walked towards another street on his own.

But he didn't expect Shui Bing'er to follow him. She walked beside Tang San with her beautiful eyes blinking gently and asked in a low voice.

"Tang San, my spirit power suddenly increased just now, is it your spirit skill?"

Tang San nodded and said.

"Yes, that is my second soul skill: double soul power. Actually, I am a support soul master..."

"What? You are an auxiliary spirit master..."

Shui Bing'er's beautiful cold eyes widened and she spoke with an exaggerated expression.

"Your support... is too violent, isn't it?"

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风家
When Feng Youcai, the eldest son of the Feng family, carried the head of the housekeeper Uncle Mo and crawled into the house howling, the entire Feng family was in an uproar.

Inside the meeting hall.

Feng Wangba, the head of the Feng family, had a gloomy expression on his face, and the elders beside him also looked heavy.

The head of the butler Uncle Mo was placed on the table between the people.

After a while, a maid came in and whispered to Feng Wangba.

"Master, the doctor said that the young master is not in danger of death, he is just frightened, but I am afraid that one of his legs may not be saved..."

"Asshole."

Feng Wangba slammed the table and shouted angrily, knocking the head of the butler Mo Shu off the table.

Feng Wangba took a look at Molang’s head, his old face twitching with anger, and shouted loudly.

"Molang is just a dog. It's fine if he dies, but that Tang San... actually dared to cripple one of my son's legs."

After saying that, he turned his old face and looked at one of the elders and said.

“Second brother, notify the Fengjian Sect immediately and have the entire city hunt him down, no matter what background that Tang San has… If I don’t kill his entire family, I, Feng Wangba, am not worthy of being the patriarch of the Feng Family.”

(End of this chapter)