"Poof!"

In the arms of the armor, Sima vomited blood again and again in his mouth, his cheeks were no longer bloody, and his breath was extremely weak.

Especially the chest part that was hit by Tang Sanyi's hammer, the clothes were deeply sunk into the flesh and blood, blurred, and the internal organs that could be faintly stirred together a little, the appearance was extremely miserable.

"That little guy from Tangmen really won!"

"Is the final word just now the soul technique of one of the 100,000-year soul rings, the momentum is so fierce!"

"Level 56 with serious injuries and level 68, this is the most challenge I know of to skip the level!

"I'm already starting to waver a little about the champion of this competition! Looking at this Tang Sect's momentum, maybe they can really defeat the seed team of the Martial Spirit Palace!"

"I don't know if we can win or not, but what is certain is that after this battle, the battle of this group of children's army will become the talk of the entire continent before and after dinner. ”

......

Looking at Sima, who was constantly coughing up blood in his mouth, everyone in the stands was stunned at first, and after reacting, the noise arose.

"You're damned!"

The armor glared at Tang San fiercely, infinite killing intent surging in his eyes, but he didn't rush to make a move, but first held Sima and quickly swept towards the auxiliary mage named Miyamoto.

I saw that the staff in Miyamoto's hand lit up with a blue circle of light and stuck to Sima's chest.

"How is he?" Armor looked at Miyamoto with some anxiety.

"He was seriously injured, and he probably couldn't continue the next fight. Miyamoto said with a frown.

"It's good if it's not fatal. The armor chief exhaled, his gaze returned to Tang San's body, and his voice was cold: "As for dealing with those guys, I am enough alone!"

"I didn't expect it to cost soul power. Tang San played with the Haotian Hammer in his hand, the last hammer before had almost drained one-tenth of the soul power in his body, but fortunately, this effect made him very satisfied.

With one hammer, seriously injure a level 68 Soul Emperor!

As for the secret of the twin martial spirits, he used to hide that he was worried that someone would use it for experimental research. But now, the Tang Sect has been established, and his master is the true god who defeated the sea god, even if someone covets him again, he doesn't have to worry.

All this stems from the fact that he already has a strong enough backer who is so powerful that the entire Douluo Continent is invincible!

"What a Tang San!" On the rostrum, the White Tiger Emperor stood up and clapped his hands, he never thought that this little guy would have another identity, the direct line of Haotian Sect!

The Snowy Night Emperor and Ning Fengzhi's expressions were also stunned, and Yu Tianhao glanced at Wu Fang with resentment, as if he was complaining that the latter was deliberately pitting his soul bones.

"Twin martial souls, one of them is the Haotian Hammer, and the other is the Blue Silver Emperor ......"

Qiandaoliu's cold gaze fixed on Tang San's body, his mouth kept murmuring, his eyes gradually turned blood-red, and a violent aura suddenly erupted and swept away. In the endless killing intent, the marble bricks under his feet spread out dense cracks like spider webs.

"Great Offering, what's wrong with you?"

Feeling the heavy killing intent and the terrifying soul power fluctuation that permeated Qiandaoliu's body, the White Tiger Emperor, the Snow Night Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao looked at Qiandaoliu in disbelief at the same time, with puzzled eyes in their eyes.

They didn't understand that they had never been out of the Douluo Hall all year round, and they had always only asked the Thousand Daoliu of the Martial Spirit Palace, how could such a terrifying murderous aura suddenly emerge at this moment.

"He's Tang Hao's son!" Qiandaoliu took his eyes off Tang San's body and landed on Wu Fang's body, his cold voice carrying monstrous hatred.

"So what? He's my apprentice. Wu Fang turned his body and calmly looked at Qiandaoliu with bloodshot eyes and exposed blue tendons on his forehead, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He—he—must—die!" said one word at a time, and four syllables came out of his mouth.

"Until then, you'll die. Wu Fang's tone was calm, and his calm and calm appearance seemed to be chatting with people casually.

Hearing the conversation between Wu Fang and Qiandaoliu, the faces of the White Tiger Emperor, the Snow Night Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao on the side changed suddenly, and their hearts instantly flooded with violent waves.

At this moment, their already no longer calm state of mind was pushed to a supreme point.

For a moment, the four of them looked at each other, no one spoke, and finally they all squirmed their throats in order to digest the information they had just heard.

Tang San, the disciple of the master of the Tang Sect, turned out to be one of the two heroes of the Haotian Sect who had disappeared for many years and had once been famous in the continent, the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

With the status of the four of them, they naturally knew what happened back then.

Qiandaoliu's son, Qianxun, was the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall of the previous generation, and Qianxun hit the Blue Silver Emperor with his idea for the 100,000-year soul ring, that is, Ah Yin, the wife of Tang San's mother Tang Hao.

In that battle, Ah Yin sacrificed to Tang Hao in order to protect Tang Hao and the newborn Tang San.

In that battle, Tang Hao was furious, and with the help of the 100,000-year soul ring sacrificed by Ah Yin, he killed two Titled Douluo and seriously injured Qianxun until he died.

It can be said that although Qiandaoliu and Tang San have never met, they have a common enmity before!

One side is the hatred of killing the mother, and the other side is the revenge of taking the child!

"You want to stop me?" Qiandaoliu stared at Wu Fang, and with a cold snort, the void around him twisted violently, and the crackling air explosion continued.

"Nope. ”

Wu Fang first shook his head, then his smile retracted, and his eyes suddenly froze: "If you dare to do it, I will kill you." ”

The flat voice fell, and a layer of lilac light appeared outside Wu Fang's body. In an instant, the void rippled with layers, and where the ripples passed, the void froze violently.

A domineering momentum that reigned over the world spread out, and even the Snow Night Emperor and the White Tiger Emperor, who sat on the dragon throne all year round, couldn't help but be suppressed by this momentum.

This inexplicable momentum does not have the slightest fluctuation of Yuan force, but it contains a lot of inexplicable coercion that shakes people's hearts, a kind of king breath that has been in a high position in the world for a long time!

"Want to try it?"

The deep voice fell, and nine soul rings lit up on Qiandaoliu's body, and three pairs of six golden wings appeared behind him. At the same time, the soul power aura on his body climbed to an unparalleled height.

The fluctuating terrifying soul power rushed down like a turbulent river, surging towards Wu Fang.

Wu Fang smiled indifferently, facing the huge soul power that came from the thousands of streams, there was not the slightest panic between his eyebrows. I saw that the corners of his clothes were straightened, and the purple light on his body was permeated, and a terrifying aura also burst out from his body.

The two extremely strong breaths converged and blended in the air in an instant.

For a moment, the air on the rostrum froze.

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