A glance from the corner of his eye made Yu Tianheng suddenly regret the words he had said to Yang Yunhai earlier.
But the situation was urgent, so there was no time to dwell on it. He quickly shouted, "Xiao Hai!"
Yang Yunhai pulled at once.
"Heh, too late! The Tang Sect's hidden weapons combined with soul skills are far beyond your imagination. And trying to drag three people away at the same time,how fast can your retreat possibly be?" Tang San sneered inwardly. Truth be told, he hadn't felt much of the supposed power of the Blue Silver Grass soul master before him.
As the thought passed through his mind, his right hand lifted. Arm and wrist moved in unison, flicking out with force. A blue glow shot forth.
"Third Soul Skill, Web Restraint!" Just as expected, the blue light reached Yu Tianheng's retreat path first, and countless vines burst forth.
"Pupupupu," The vines created by Yang Yunhai clashed against Tang San's vines, slicing through many of them.
"How is this possible? How can his thorns be so sharp?" Tang San was shocked.
However, the sheer number was overwhelming, and the resistance far too strong. Yang Yunhai had only managed to pull a short distance, cutting a few vines, before he could no longer move them. Their retreat was quickly cut off. Helpless, Yang Yunhai had to withdraw his vines and focus on defense.
Playing both teammate and opponent at the same time,it was exhausting!
"To pacify the outside, one must first settle the inside." Yang Yunhai suddenly found himself agreeing deeply with this saying from his previous life.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!" Without hesitation, Yu Tianheng unleashed his first soul skill.
With the third soul skill's power enhancing it, a giant dragon claw formed quickly in his hand, then smashed forward, striking at the vines.
This disadvantageous situation was created by his own misjudgment,he had to turn it around no matter what!
Yufeng reacted quickly, pursuing at once.
"Second Soul Skill, All or Nothing." Tielong immediately hurled his iron hammer.
Yufeng tilted his body, wings flapping, dodging swiftly.
Yet, the hammer seemed almost alive. It turned in the air and came back. Hearing the sound of it cutting through the air, Yufeng instinctively dodged again. "This soul skill even has a homing effect?" he thought in surprise, though his face grew solemn as he stared at Tielong.
"You won't get through!" Tielong caught his hammer back, eyes locked on Yufeng.
"Damn it!" Yufeng grew anxious. Looking up, he saw that the others were already heading toward Yang Yunhai.
"First Soul Skill, Wing Blade!" His wings shook violently, and he charged at Tielong.
Meanwhile, on the ground,
"Boom boom boom!" The Thunder Dragon Claw smashed through the growing vines, shattering them.
Yu Tianheng immediately led his team forward through the opening.
"Heh!" Watching out of the corner of his eye, Tang San sneered.
The sixth principle of the Xuan Tian Treasure Record: remain calm when Mount Tai collapses before you; show no fear when the Yellow River bursts above your head. A true master must maintain composure at all times. Clearly, the Emperor Team's captain, Yu Tianheng, lacked such composure.
The moment things slipped out of his control, he panicked.
"Fatty." With a calm expression, Tang San turned to Ma Hongjun.
"Got it!" Their plan had worked, and Ma Hongjun was delighted. He gathered his soul power and opened his mouth.
"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!" Flames burst forth, forming a wall of fire that blocked the path ahead. At the same time, Tang San noticed that an unknown powder spread across the ground was scattered by the flames, but it didn't burn away completely.
"What kind of soul skill is this? Even Fatty's flames can't destroy it?" Tang San was secretly startled.
"Damn it!" Seeing Yu Tianheng and the others blocked by fire and completely out of sight, Dugu Yan grew furious.
She instinctively raised her hand, lips parting.
In the audience, Qin Ming shot to his feet, panic flashing on his face.
"???" Shi Mo and Shi Mo, sitting beside him, were utterly confused. Why was the leader so worried about the opposing team's safety?
"Yan-jie, don't!" Yang Yunhai immediately noticed Dugu Yan's intent and quickly stopped her.
"The enemy still has a fire-attribute soul master. Even if you use your third soul skill, it won't help. Don't waste your soul power. There's no need to panic,the auxiliary effect of food-type soul masters' creations lasts for a while. Just wait."
As he spoke, his right hand pressed against his chest. Strands of Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly, spreading into vines that stretched behind him.
At that moment, Tang San's team arrived overhead.
"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Light Wave!" Dai Mubai's tiger mouth opened wide, unleashing a beam of milky-white light.
"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!" Ma Hongjun, pale from overuse, followed up, both attacks targeting Ye Lingling.
Do soul skills really need to be shouted out loud? Yang Yunhai thought, activating his third soul skill.
The parasitic spores he had earlier planted on himself, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling were instantly triggered. Blue Silver Grass sprouted, twisting into vines that climbed upward, coiling into three spiraling flower-like barriers that enveloped them.
A defensive soul skill? The Shrek team immediately thought so.
Was this desperate and reckless? Using plant vines to resist fire? Their faces showed doubt, puzzlement, even disdain.
But in the very next second, their expressions turned to shock.
"Boom!" The white beam, reinforced by blazing fire, smashed into the vines, making them tremble slightly.
But they didn't burn. Not even the surface was damaged.
"???" The Shrek team's hearts trembled, faces full of disbelief.
"How is this possible?" On the stage, Yu Xiaogang's expression also changed drastically.
"The flight time is almost over." As the maker of the flying sausages, Oscar spoke with a grave tone.
"Ahh," A scream came from behind. Yufeng, flying too fast, was far stronger than Tielong. The latter's soul skills couldn't even touch him, and he was only barely defending with his martial soul. But now, at last, he could hold on no longer. Struck repeatedly by Wing Blades, his body staggered, plummeting toward the ground.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!" On the ground, Yu Tianheng, growing anxious, smashed apart the fire wall with his claws.
"Down to the ground!" Tang San decided instantly. He dove first, Eight Spider Lances unfurling from his back.
"A soul bone!?" In the distance, Yu Tianheng and his teammates' faces changed drastically. They broke through the fire wall, retreating quickly.
"I'll break that control-type soul master's skill. Xiao San, you follow up with an attack. Boss Dai, you handle the others." Xiao Wu spoke as she ran forward.
"Alright!" Dai Mubai replied immediately, thinking of Xiao Wu's second soul skill. He turned and charged straight at Dugu Yan.
"It's up to you all now. I'm almost out of soul power," Ma Hongjun said weakly, his face pale.
After unleashing the Phoenix Fire Line so many times, especially in continuous bursts, his soul power was nearly drained.
"I can only make one more sausage." Oscar looked helpless. Without the flying sausages as an escape tool, he felt the situation was unfavorable.
If they couldn't use this opening to eliminate the three enemy support-type soul masters, their team would soon be surrounded.
"I need more time to recover," Ning Rongrong admitted weakly, feeling utterly drained after casting six soul skills in a row.
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