After transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, I became the favorite of the group

Chapter 91 Battle against Zao Wou-Ki ([-])
Offense is the best defense, at this time passively being beaten, let Zhao Wuji fully display his own strength, they definitely have no chance, they might as well use offense instead of defense, maybe they can delay for a while.

Naturally, Luo Qingyue would not let go of such an opportunity, "The first soul skill, cremation."

This time, Luo Qingyue didn't hold back, and used all the power of the first soul skill to attack Zhao Wuji.

Zao Wou-ki raised his eyebrows, "Little girl, do you use the same attack twice? I can easily defuse you the first time and the second time."

"Oh~ is that right? But I didn't intend to defeat you with the first soul skill~ Our purpose is just to delay time~"

As soon as Luo Qingyue finished speaking, a large blue flame lit up around Zhao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wou-ki frowned, "Why is it different?"

"hiss--"

As soon as the blue flame touched Zao Wou-ki's skin, it was burned black. The pain he hadn't felt for a long time made Zao Wou-ki gasp.

And Zhu Zhuqing originally wanted to see the right time, so she went up to attack, but at this moment, seeing Zhao Wuji's situation, she didn't dare to attack rashly.

Zhao Wuji held back the severe pain, "The sixth soul skill, Vigorous Vajra Roar!"

"Roar--"

The huge sound wave energy dispelled Luo Qingyue's first soul skill again.

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt his whole body tense, the vines full of thorns had crazily wrapped around his body, whether it was arms or legs, they were all wrapped tightly.

The vines tightened extremely, and a strong paralyzing toxin was released suddenly.

At the same time, the vines rising from the ground pushed his body up, causing his feet to leave the ground.

No matter how strong a person is, he cannot stabilize his body without roots under his feet.

Zhao Wou-ki's body immediately spun in the air.

At this moment, Tang San's blue silver grass was still wrapped around his body, like a big blue-black rice dumpling.

With the assistance of Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Tang San's spirit power at this time has already exceeded the level of thirty.

"Turning around is quite fun." Zhao Wou-ki's voice sounded in the air.

With a bang, the vines all over Zao Wou-ki's body shattered at the same time, flying in all directions, and his feet stood firmly on the ground again.

Zhao Wuji raised his hand, ready to attack the little girl who set fire to him, but he didn't find her.

Zhao Wou-ki frowned and said, "That little girl who set fire, don't you plan to come out?"

The ethereal voice sounded again, "Did Teacher Zhao realize that I didn't come out?"

Zhao Wou-ki snorted angrily, "I just broke your first soul ability, that kid wrapped me in grass, how can I have time to see you?"

"Hahaha, since Mr. Zhao misses me so much, then I'll come out~"

Behind Zhao Wuji, countless sparks are gathering together, forming a figure, and finally Luo Qingyue appears behind him.

A strange red light lit up in Luo Qingyue's eyes, even Tang San was dazed for a second when he saw it, "Teacher Zhao~behind~"

Zhao Wuji was surprised when he heard the voice, when did this girl run behind him?

As soon as Zhao Wuji turned around, Luo Qingyue quickly approached, raised his fist surrounded by blue flames, and punched him in the stomach.

boom--

Without moving the hammer, Luo Qingyue quickly took a step back, and looked at him strangely, "Mr. Zhao, is your stomach made of iron sheets?"

Zhao Wuji only felt the tingling pain for a moment, and he didn't take it seriously.

He said quite proudly, "I am Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji! Your strength is just scratching an itch."

A smile flashed across Luo Qingyue's eyes, isn't it~

(End of this chapter)