She knew that it was not that the eldest brother, as the sect master, could not compete with the elders, but that Tang Xiao was giving Tang San a chance, and it was also taking the opportunity to test Tang San's ability.

Tang San looked at the Seventh Elder quietly and said indifferently, "Don't you dare?"

The simple four words were like a slap in the face of the Seventh Elder. The laughter stopped abruptly, as one of the five elders of the Haotian Sect, this seventh elder had an extremely high status in the sect, even Tang Xiao had to give him three points. At this time, he was so provoked by a junior of the next generation, how could he bear it.

Just as the Seventh Elder was about to speak, Elder Changmei said lightly: "Young people can be arrogant, but they can't be arrogant. You have never returned to the sect, and you are not a member of the sect now, so I will not punish you with the rules of the sect. However, if you despise this sect, the sect will not stop there. Where is Tang Hu?"

"Second uncle. A sturdy man who looked to be about forty years old walked out of the crowd. When he walked out of the crowd, the three generations of disciples made way on their own, which showed his status in the sect.

Elder Changmei said lightly: "You can have a discussion with him, although Haotian Sect is in seclusion, it is not something that anyone can provoke." Obviously, he never admitted that Tang San was a member of Haotian Sect.

A subtle voice sounded in Tang San's ears, "This Tang Tiger's strength is not inferior to mine, his soul power has reached level sixty-four, you be careful." "The voice belongs to Tang Long, this three-generation chief who looks rough on the outside, but his mind is very meticulous.

But to Tang San's surprise, the elder with long eyebrows actually glanced at Tang Long, as if he had also heard Tang Long's words that were forced into a line.

Tang San looked at Elder Changmei, "Elder, if I win, do I have the qualifications to challenge the Seventh Elder?"

Elder Changmei glanced at him, his eyes were as calm as the ocean, this elder didn't show any breath on the surface, but Tang San vaguely felt that he seemed to be more dangerous than his uncle Tang Xiao.

"Yes. ”

The Seventh Elder snorted disdainfully. "Tang Hu. Lost the local language. I'll keep you locked up for a year. ”

Tang Hu did not speak. It's just the opposite of Tang Longdi's wildness. This third-generation elite of the Haotian Sect looked very gloomy. The face is as old as water. The whole person was unusually quiet. Tall but not stout. There were no mood swings because of the words of the two elders. Tang San knew. I'm about to face the ground. By no means an easy opponent to deal with. He was once the most outstanding disciple of the first sect in the world for three generations. It's not that easy to deal with.

"Tang Hu. Level 64 Powerful Attack is the Battle Soul Emperor. Please. He made a gesture towards Tang San. In terms of etiquette, Tang Hu is very personable.

"Tang San. Fifty-nine level control system battle spirit king. Please. "Tang Sandi's movements are elegant and natural. It seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth. On the side, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but smile and nodded. This is the result of one's own teaching. When he heard Tang San say his earth soul power level. The disciples of Haotian Sect in the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar. Look. Tang Sandi is much older than Tang Hu. Even if it's Tang Long. It was only at the age of thirty that he broke through the sixtieth level.

"Wait a minute. Brat. How old are you?" the seven elders who were shouting before suddenly asked.

Tang San turned his head to look at him. Although he didn't have a good impression of this Seventh Elder. But considering the pain of losing his son in the first place. I can understand his mood at the moment. "Just turned twenty. ”

The surroundings were quiet, and Tang Hu, who was standing opposite Tang San, twitched his facial muscles slightly. Before Tang San came to the sect. Although Tang Yuehua didn't boast a lot for him, it was only limited to Tang Xiao and the three generations of disciples closest to Tang Xiao. As for the elders and the other three generations of disciples, they naturally didn't know about him. What Tang Xiao wanted was Tang San's amazing uh effect today.

Just turned twenty. A few simple words moved the five elders at the same time, and the five of them glanced at each other, and they all had some judgments in their hearts.

At the beginning, Tang Hao was already known as a rare genius in Haotian Sect for a hundred years, but his son in front of him seemed to be even better than he was at the beginning.

Twenty years old and fifty-nine levels, plus a god-killing realm. He does have arrogant capital.

Elder Changmei waved his hand and said, "Let's start." "The level of soul power is important, but it doesn't mean everything, not to mention that Tang Hu is also a big level higher than Tang San, and has one more soul ring. The higher the level of the soul master, the more the difference in the strength of a soul ring is. What's more, Tang Hu's martial soul is also Haotian Sect's unique top-level martial soul Haotian Hammer. He still didn't believe that Tang San could make up for the gap with Tang Hu with just one God Killing Realm.

The black light shone, and the aura on Tang Hu's body suddenly became condensed, and in the rich black light, the hammer handle was about three meters long. The hammer head was as big as a bucket of water, and the Haotian Hammer appeared in his right hand with a thick black light. Two yellow, two purple, two black. The six soul rings were neatly and orderly arranged on the Haotian Hammer.

As soon as the Haotian hammer came out, Tang Hu's temperament immediately changed. Compared to the gloom before, he was now like a solid granite, standing there without any flaws.

This was the first time Tang San had faced an opponent with the Haotian Hammer, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, and released his Blue Silver Emperor.

A crystal blue silver emperor appeared out of thin air in Tang San's right hand like a long whip, and under the strong sunlight, the golden thread inside the Blue Silver Emperor was clearly visible.

"Wait a minute, his martial soul is not Haotian Hammer, who put him into the sect's land, where was the rotating disciple yesterday?" The Seventh Elder let out a loud shout, interrupting the competition between Tang San and Tang Hudi again.

Without waiting for the rotating disciple to come out, Tang Yuehua stood aside and said lightly: "Seventh Elder, haven't you heard of the twin martial souls, a proper term in the soul master world?"

The disciples of Haotian Sect are better, in their understanding, Haotian Hammer is the best martial soul in the world, and there is nothing comparable to Haotian Hammer. However, the faces of some of the older third-generation disciples and several elders had changed. Even more surprised than hearing that Tang San had reached level fifty-nine at the age of twenty.

If you say that cultivation can also be improved through hard work and luck. Then, the twin martial souls are talented, unique talents.

Elder Changmei stared at Tang Yuehua, "You mean, he is the same as the current Martial Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong, he is also a twin martial soul?"

Tang Yuehua nodded, "Tang San inherited his father's Haotian Hammer and his mother's Blue Silver Emperor. Little three, show the elders your hammer. ”

The Crystal Blue Silver Emperor quietly recovered, and Tang San hadn't even had time to release the soul ring before. The left hand was spread out, and the foot-long Haotian Hammer lay calmly in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, black light surged around the Haotian Hammer.

The people present were all direct descendants of Haotian Sect, so they naturally recognized that this was Haotian Hammer.

"Let's go on. Elder Changmei waved his hand, but there was already a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The Haotian Hammer was replaced by the Blue Silver Emperor again, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black, and five soul rings hovered out. Quietly rhythmic around Tang San's body.

"Be careful. As soon as Tang San's words fell, the fourth soul ring on his body had already lit up.

Without any warning, sixteen blue silver emperors with a glittering crystal luster rose from around Tang Hu's body and instantly condensed. Blue Silver Emperor's fourth soul technique, Blue Silver Cage.

Compared to before, not only did Tang San's Blue Silver Prison Cage not have any time to prepare, but each Blue Silver Emperor was even thicker. When the cage was formed in an instant, countless spikes had already begun to grow from the Blue Silver Emperor, stabbing directly into Tang Hu's body.

"Hey-" Tang Hu let out a low roar, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand was horizontal, and it had already smashed on top of the blue silver cage.

With a bang, the spikes that were stabbing at him shattered, but to Tang Hu's surprise, the solid blue silver cage did not change in the slightest. You must know that his Haotian Hammer weighs more than 1,000 catties, and with his own soul power, this blow is more than 2,000 catties. Moreover, he had already used his first soul skill to amplify the Haotian Hammer. However, the blue silver cage was extremely tough and resilient. The spikes were shattered, but he couldn't break through the cage in front of him.

The second awakening of the Blue Silver Grass turned into the Blue Silver Emperor, and what evolved was the whole, and the Blue Silver Prison in front of him was the power that the Blue Silver Emperor could really show. As a 10,000-year-old soul ring technique, and the only Blue Silver Emperor in the world, how could it be so easy to break through.

A layer of blue light quietly spread from Tang San's feet, and the light soon encompassed the entire front yard.

The people of Haotian Sect only felt a trace of vitality, but Tang Hu's feeling was completely different. The blue silver cage in front of him suddenly burst into golden light, and the golden thread that converged inside the blue silver grass instantly enlarged, and the third soul skill he had just gathered bombarded it, and it was actually blocked back.

Tang San's hands had already been raised at the same time at this time, both in the direction of Tang Hu, just restricting the opponent was obviously not enough to win. Tang Hu's strength was strong, and it was not something that could be injured by the spikes growing on the Blue Silver Grass. Not even with the increase in the blue silver field.

At the right shoulder, the blue silver grass coiled out of Tang San's arm, each of which was only the thickness of a thumb, and under the rapid coiling, Tang San's arm had been completely covered in the blink of an eye, and the fifth soul ring on Tang San's body was derived from the black light of the fifth soul ring condensed by the blue silver king's soul power.