「……」

Listening to Mo Lang's words, everyone didn't have any expressions.

Get used to it.

In their opinion, this is a fool who likes to play tricks.

When the Seventh Elder saw the other party say this, he no longer concealed it, and said murderously, "Since you kid wants to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Immediately, the Seven Elders directly summoned the Haotian Hammer out, and the thick soul power in the body surged wildly, and the Haotian Hammer True Body suddenly unleashed, but unlike ordinary people, the Seven Elders' Martial Soul True Body was split into two in an instant, turning into two Martial Soul True Body Haotian Hammers!

"Is this the martial soul clone, it's still a little interesting, I don't know if I can also use the martial soul real body after the upgrade of my first soul power plucking clone, who are I afraid of at that time?!"

Thinking of this, Mo Lang felt that he had to hurry up and let the Shrek Seven Monsters improve their strength, and then he would also raise the four black soul rings in front of him to a hundred thousand year soul ring!

"The old man is named Lieyang, and the strongest blow is this Blazing Sun Two-Headed Dragon!"

When the Seventh Elder said that he had struck the strongest blow, there was a look of pride in his eyes!

Rumble!

In an instant, the Seven Elders raised two Haotian Hammers with both hands, and swung them, smashing them wildly towards Mo Lang with a furious aura.

In an instant, these two huge Haotian Hammers were wrapped under the Seven Elders, as if they had turned into two huge beasts.

Mo Lang recognized the origin of this giant beast at a glance, it was the ten Blazing Sun Snakes that Tang San had killed in the Killing Capital in the original text!

Of course, now the Inner Dan of the Ten Sun Snakes was already in Mo Lang's hands, but he had forgotten about it.

"Two snakes dare to be called dragons? I'm not afraid to make people laugh off their big teeth!" Mo Lang's expression was still relaxed and comfortable, and it had been a few years since he last abused Title Douluo.

At that time, he would be able to defeat Ghost Douluo and Qianjun Demon Suppression Douluo, let alone now.

He has slaughtered several first-level gods, and a few days ago he also blew up a quasi-god, compared to a ninety-two-level Titled Douluo, he really couldn't be interested.

It's just that who made him pretend to be forced in front of him?

"It's over, it's over, such a good-looking handsome guy is going to die, it hurts!"

"What's the use of being handsome? It's not that he was stupid to death by himself, I see how he punches a Title Douluo!"

"That's it, a ***, if he can punch a Title Douluo, I, Tang Aotian, will swallow the Haotian Hammer on the spot!"

Seeing this scene, many female disciples of Haotian Sect showed regret.

Many male disciples are gloating.

In particular, the male disciple named Tang Aotian looked disdainful, because the Seventh Elder was his grandfather.

But the next second they were dumbfounded.

I saw Mo Lang hand out a punch at random, and the vision, which was originally caused by the Seven Elders, suddenly quieted down, and then a fist light shot straight into the sky as if opening the sky, splitting the sky into two, and crashing into the Seven Elders' two Haotian Hammer Martial Soul True Bodies.

Card rub!

I only heard a slight sound sound, and a crack appeared in the true bodies of the two huge Haotian Hammer Martial Souls, and then this crack spread out in an instant like a spider's web, causing the two Haotian Hammer Martial Soul True Bodies to be damaged in an instant!

Burst!

The power of the backlash brought by the shattering of the martial soul made the Seven Elders feel like they were struck by lightning, and the whole person was more like being hit by a hammer, and fell to the ground from the air on the spot, and a huge pit appeared, lying in the pit coughing up blood, looking at the white-clothed young man with a shocked face.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

Seeing this scene, everyone seemed to have been immobilized, and they were stunned one by one, and even the expressions on their faces froze.

After a long time, there was an uproar, and they all showed shocked looks, looking at the young man in white like a monster.

"How is this possible?!"

"No, what did I see?!"

"Crazy!! The Seventh Elder was unexpectedly punched by a boy who was less than eighteen years old

Fall!!"

"I was shocked! This must be fake! This kid really punches a Title Douluo?!"

"Although I know that I, as a disciple of Haotian Sect, shouldn't say this when I saw that my elder was beaten, that young man is too handsome!"

"It turns out that he is not a fool, but really a Titled Douluo with one punch! It's worthy of the man I fancie, it's amazing!" 藲礿尛裞網

"Tang Aotian, are you going to swallow your own Haotian Hammer?!"

Seeing that Mo Lang defeated the Title Douluo who was the Seventh Elder with a single punch at will, the female disciples of Haotian Sect all became, and the male disciples were also full of surprise that they could stuff into a fist!

Especially the male disciple named Tang Aotian, his face was blue and white for a while, like a dumb person eating coptis, and he couldn't tell if he was bitter.

He never dreamed that the Title Douluo, who was at the peak of the mainland's combat power, was not a young man's one-punch opponent!

If it weren't for the fact that the Seventh Elder was just his grandfather, he would have thought that the other party was playing himself!

It's outrageous!

Not only were the disciples surprised, but Tang Xiao, who had always thought that Mo Lang and his younger brother and eldest nephew had a hatred for taking his wife, was also dumbfounded.

He even rubbed his eyes in disbelief, for fear that he was hallucinating.

But when he saw the Seventh Elder coughing up blood on his chest, as well as the huge pit, he knew that everything that had just happened was true.

This white-clothed young man really punches a Title Douluo!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a deep look of jealousy in his eyes, and at the same time, he was full of questions.

What is the identity of this mysterious boy in white!

"Alas, it's been a long time since I've abused the Title Douluo, I didn't expect it to be so weak, but fortunately I controlled my strength, otherwise you, the old king, would have become a dead king." Mo Lang shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

Hearing this, the remaining four Haotian Sect elders immediately recovered from their shock, and their eyes when they looked at Mo Lang completely changed.

Before, they thought that this white-clothed young man had a treasure on his body, so he was able to take the blow of the Seven Elders without moving, but now they found that the strength of the other party was simply unfathomable!

Titled Douluo is the top powerhouse in the Douluo Continent, even a peerless Douluo can't defeat the Seven Elders with such a casual blow!

But the other party did it, and they had to stop taking it seriously.

"Little ...... Young man, I don't know where the young man comes from?" The second elder looked at Mo Lang and asked.

"You don't know where I'm from, why do you ask so much?" Mo Lang stretched out his little thumb, put it into his ear, dug out the earwax, and then flicked his fingernails and said.

This move did not take the other party into account at all.

Seeing Mo Lang's contemptuous appearance of himself, the second elder held back his anger and said, "Young Xia has such strength at such an age, it must come from some big force, right?"

"Since you want to know, I'll tell you where I came from." Mo Lang showed a wicked smile and said, "I'm from the Holy Soul Village!"

Tang San: "......"

Tang Hao: "......"