In the face of this group of strong men who pounced like wolves and tigers, Tang San's face did not change at all, and it seemed to be a stable group, but in fact it was the same stable group.

After all, the early hours of the morning are the time when people's spirits are the most relaxed, just now he quietly touched over and arranged thunderbolts around here, and even had time to plan an escape route.

Yu Xiaogang's landing point, which is the position they are in now, is the only safe area where no thunderbolts have been planted.

Even in order to avoid the thunderbolts that were rushed out in a hurry were not powerful enough, he divided the area of the safety zone to the minimum, and the explosion would affect them later, but it was not so powerful.

Thunderbolts are just a Tang Sect statement, and this thing is actually commonly known as gunpowder.

As a disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect, in fact, he is not too proficient in poison, and the mechanism and gunpowder are what he is best at.

However, in the Douluo Continent, there is a supernatural power like a martial soul, whether the gunpowder can work or not, in fact, Tang San has no bottom in his heart.

This test almost gambled his and Yu Xiaogang's lives.

With Tang San's existing knowledge, Wang Er and Tang Hao's strength was too strong and had no reference value, and only Yu Xiaogang could see the gap.

Twenty-nine, a very embarrassing level, but compared to the strong soldiers who rushed up around him, it was actually about the same.

Comparing Yu Xiaogang's crotch-pulling performance during his trip to the Soul Hunting Forest, Tang San felt that this time he was sure that he was not far from ten.

In addition to the variable of the Notting City Lord, although I don't know what the specific strength is, but after all, it is a city lord, in a world where strength is respected in Douluo Continent, Notting City is a border city, and there are at least two brushes to be a city lord.

Being able to make a thunderbolt in the Douluo Continent, Tang San was quite unexpected, and the power seemed to be beyond his imagination, under the resonance, the dust was everywhere, Tang San was in the safe zone, and his brain was still buzzing.

The sound of explosions was endless, and this was also Tang San's increase in the amount of thunderbolt bombs in order to be safe, in order to avoid insufficient power.

The dust was everywhere, and it was impossible to see at all, Tang San couldn't see the result of the thunderbolt bomb after it exploded, but he felt the warm and moist feeling in his ears, and there was a high probability that it had damaged the eardrum, proving that the power of the thunderbolt was indeed good.

Tang San nervously looked at the smoke that gradually dissipated around him, for fear that after the dust cleared, a group of strong men whose skin had not been scratched off a little bit surrounded him with a sinister smile.

However, as the smoke gradually thinned, Tang San's Purple Pole Demon Pupil could also see some outlines slightly, and a heart that had reached his throat returned to his chest.

There weren't a single standing figure around, so there was no need to worry about the gang ignoring the power of the thunderbolts.

However, at the moment when Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, a burly figure fell from the sky and stepped on Tang San's face.

Originally, this kick that fell from the sky was enough to explode Tang San's head directly as a watermelon, but the owner of this foot obviously didn't want Tang San to die so easily, the strength was well controlled, and most of the force was actively unloaded to the ground, and half of Tang San's face was stepped into the soil.

"Little thief, it's really insidious, he actually killed so many of my subordinates, it seems that Lao Tzu has been the city lord for so many years has come to an end, using his private power, but so many people have died."

It was very surprising that the city lord of Notting actually said these words in a very calm tone, even the bloodshot eyes just now had a look of Gu Jing Wubo.

Obviously, Tang San caused damage again, and even because of too many casualties among the soldiers, it would affect his career.

It stands to reason that he should hate Tang San even more, but he is calm and terrifying at the moment.

In fact, he really hated Tang San even more, and he couldn't wait to stuff Tang San back into his mother's belly and prevent this little scourge from being born.

But everything has already happened, and it's too late.

The son died, and a large number of his soldiers also died, and his career was definitely affected, and he was about to retire at an age, so it is estimated that he will have to retire early.

People tend to go berserk when they are angry, but they tend to be calm when they are extremely angry.

The Lord of Notting is now this calm with suppressed extreme anger, like the dead volcanic rock before the eruption of the volcano.

"Little thief, do you feel that you are the pride of the sky, one day you will be above everyone, I am just the first little boss on your life, and you can kill me with one finger in the future?

If you cause trouble, you don't run, and you dare to come back, do you feel like I'm going to have a mouthpiece, and finally you have an adventure to escape? ”

The Notting City Lord took off his boots, and the foul-smelling feet were not wearing socks, so they stepped directly on Tang San's face, and even one of his toes was still clubbed in front of Tang San's nostrils.

"Lao Tzu will tell you today, what is called reality, everyone thinks that they are the pride of the sky, but they all have to pay for reality, maybe you are talented, but today you are insulted by me as an old immortal.

Don't worry, you won't die so easily, your teacher, your father, the girl you like, I will kill them alive in front of you. ”

Tang San was already so ugly that he was about to suffocate, after all, he didn't wear socks and wore shoes directly, it was still that kind of boots, this kind of foot was simply a biological weapon, and it was still close to his nostrils.

Seeing that Tang San was just rolling his eyes, the Notting City Lord didn't react much, the kind of torturous pleasure was not satisfied, so he stepped up his efforts.

"Little thief, I heard that you killed my son for a girl, that girl should be very beautiful and cute, at your age, you should still be a chick, it's a pity to die like this, I have to train it and send it to my son."

Tang San had already gotten used to the stench a little, and had just regained some of his ability to think when he heard the vicious words of the Notting City Lord, and he actually hit Xiao Wu with his idea.

Although his relationship with Xiao Wu has not yet reached that point, the truth is not as the Notting City Lord said, he killed Xiao Chenyu for Xiao Wu.

But inexplicably, Tang San's eyes were still red, and his breathing was aggravated.

However, this state of extreme anger lasted less than two breaths.

Tang San rolled his eyes, foaming at the mouth and fainted.

The foot on his face was so smelly that his breathing was so heavy that he almost didn't get this ridiculously stinky foot into his nostrils.

"Fart like thunder ......"

Yu Xiaogang, who was extremely weak, opened his eyes and saw his beloved disciple Tang San being trampled under his bare feet at the first glance, foaming at the mouth.

It was just an instant that he understood what had happened, Tang San still came back to save him, and he was captured.

In addition to being angry, I am still happy in my heart.

Transporting the last trace of soul power, he summoned the Martial Spirit Luo Sancang, and released a special move at the Notting City Lord.

The fart was like thunder, and at the same time as it was deafening, a stench more unbearable than the smell of feet swept through the audience, and yellow-brown smoke filled the room.