The black light in Tang San's left hand surged, and an inconspicuous small hammer was clenched by his two hands.

Then, condensed his soul power, with his legs and waist, with his belt on his back, and with his arms, the whole person was semi-rotating in the air, carrying the sound of breaking the air and slamming into the man in Tsing Yi who was wrapped in light armor.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to sense the crisis, his eyes glanced at the small hammer in Tang San's hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the next moment, the thickness of the light armor outside its body surface increased by another point.

Click----!

The little black hammer hit the man in Tsing Yi fiercely, and with a bang, a huge gap appeared in the light armor of the man in Tsing Yi where it was smashed.

"It's... It can't be!"

The man in green looked at the little black hammer in Tang San's hand in horror, he never thought that this little black hammer could actually break through his strengthened defensive light armor.

Not to mention a level 56 Soul King, even a level 65 Soul Emperor would not be easy to break through his light armor.

Seeing Tang San pick up the little black hammer again, the figure of the man in Tsing Yi flashed and immediately retreated.

However, Tang San's second hammer seemed to be closely connected with the first hammer, and the man in Tsing Yi had just retreated less than half a meter when the little black hammer slammed over again.

"Demon Breaker Moon Blade!"

Seeing that the little black hammer was approaching again, the second soul ring of the man in Tsing Yi flickered, so he simply stopped defending and held the red moon blade in his hand to meet it.

Bell Bell Bell –

In a few breaths, the small black hammer in Tang San's hand fought with the moon blade in the hand of the man in Tsing Yi for more than ten rounds, and the violent collision sound continued to roar like rain hitting plantains.

"Then Tang San can actually rely on his own strength to fight Sima head-on, and he is not weak! This Sima is a level 68 soul emperor!"

"Where did the hammer in his hand come from? I didn't see that he had a soul guide on him!"

"You don't notice that the hammer he swings is regular, giving people the feeling of hammer after hammer, not the kind of random and random shots. ”

"This Tang San is really surprising, I don't know what other hole cards he has. ”

......

In the stands, the eyes of the spectators froze, and their hearts trembled as they watched the battle between Tang San and Sima.

How did the little black hammer come about, why did it have such a great power, it could actually cross more than a dozen levels of soul power!

In mid-air, the man in Tsing Yi named Sima and Tang San became more and more frightened, and every time the small black hammer in the opponent's hand swung again, the power contained in it would increase by one point.

At first, he could easily block the small black hammer in the opponent's hand, but gradually it became more and more difficult, until now he was almost pressed and beaten.

He tried to slow down, but found that he couldn't. The hammer in the other party's hand seemed to have a special stickiness, sucking at his body.

He himself was one of the most outstanding geniuses in the Martial Spirit Palace, and he also had a proud backbone. Fighting a six-year-old child and asking him to turn to his companions for help, he really can't do it, and now he can only grit his teeth and continue to carry the opponent's attack.

He was praying, praying that the other party's incessant hammer would end soon. Of course, he also regretted it very much, so he shouldn't have been the first to make a move.

"That hammer is not the weapon he carries with him, but his martial spirit!"

"This martial spirit is... It's Haotian Hammer!"

In the VIP seat, someone recognized the origin of the little black hammer in Tang San's hand, and couldn't help but get up and exclaim. ”

"It seems to be really Haotian Hammer!"

After the shouting of the first person, the rest of the people reacted one after another, and a look of astonishment appeared in their eyes one by one.

The shocked expressions of everyone seemed to be unable to connect Tang San with the sect that had been hidden for many years.

Haotian Hammer, which has created countless brilliant martial souls in the entire soul master world, has the most powerful strength and attacks, and the existence at the top of the pyramid in the martial soul.

It represents the most powerful sect of the three sects, and it represents the sect that once had the peak Douluo!

"Isn't its martial soul the Blue Silver Grass? No, it should be said that the Blue Silver Emperor who has the Blue Silver Realm has become the Haotian Hammer again?"

"Could it be... Could it be that he is a twin martial spirit!"

Thinking of this, the expressions of everyone in the VIP seat became more and more shocked.

"This little guy is using... He's not messing with the cloak hammer method! He is not only a disciple of the Tang Sect, but also a direct descendant of the Haotian Sect!" Ning Fengzhi's gaze locked on Tang San, as if he had seen something, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wu Fang glanced at Ning Fengzhi and smiled faintly.

The ability that Tang San was using now was the Haotian Sect's unique sect soul technique, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method.

When the chaotic cloak hammer method is practiced to the extreme, you can swing the ninety-nine eighty-one hammer without interruption, and the power of each hammer will increase compared to the previous one. If you can swing the eighty-first hammer, under the god realm, there will be no opponent!

Of course, not all the disciples of Haotian Sect can cultivate the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method, to be exact, there are very few people who can cultivate, because only the direct line of the sect master has the qualifications to cultivate!

This chaotic cloak hammer method was naturally not taught by Wu Fang, he just flicked it slightly, and Tang San had an epiphany, closely linking the hammer method of striking iron for many years with the Haotian hammer.

Thundered!

In the sky above the fighting platform, the sound of fierce collisions continued.

I have to say that Sima has enough fighting talent, even if he is always at a disadvantage, in the back and forth switching of the six soul skills, he still took Tang San's 40 hammers.

"Final word!"

Suddenly, Tang San shouted, and the four soul rings on his body lit up.

At the moment when Tang San's shouts fell, everyone in the stands and VIP seats stood up straight, their eyes wide and their expressions numb.

"Four... Four 100,000-year soul rings!"

"Monsters, real monsters!"

"A person, with six hundred thousand year soul rings, how the hell did he do it!"

"What did the master of the Tang Sect do to him? If he can take me as an apprentice, I am willing to live a short life of ten years!"

......

The expressions of the spectators were sluggish, and they were speechless to describe the shock in their hearts.

They saw too much incredibleness in the little guy in front of them, and too much impossibility.

"Sima, retreat!" the armor not far away immediately exclaimed, and at the same time, a figure flashed from the void.

The young man named Sima couldn't help but sketch a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth when he heard the voice of the armor.

Looking at the hammer in Tang San's hand that released a terrifying black glow and swelled several times in size, he also felt the terrifying energy contained in it.

However, the other party's weird hammer method has an inexplicable stickiness, and he wants to get rid of it, but his strength doesn't allow it!

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the Haotian hammer smashed steadily on Sima's body. It shattered the light armor on its surface for a split second, and then landed on its chest.

At this moment, the armored figure arrived, but it didn't have time to stop the fall of the Haotian Hammer, but it was able to catch Sima who was shooting into the distance like a cannonball.

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