Chapter 9: Feel what despair is
When the giant Haotian Hammer, which was as big as a hill, was about to smash on Xiao He's body, Xiao He smiled faintly, stretched out a finger, and lightly tapped it.
Bang!
At the moment when Xiao He's fingers and Haotian Hammer touched, the ground under his feet instantly sank and exploded.
Pieces of shattered floors shot through the air, and a circle of air exploded in a circle, rolling up dust and smoke in the sky.
After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw Xiao He standing proudly, his left hand behind him, and the fingers of his right hand held the Haotian Hammer firmly in the air with the momentum of the sky.
Those jet-black eyes, full of indifference and domineering, looked down on the ants below like a god from above.
"Don't say that I won't give you a chance, just use whatever you can, and when I make a move, the battle will be over in an instant!"
Xiao He smiled coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, the Haotian Hammer, which was as big as a small mountain, was easily bounced out by him.
"Haotian Hammer is the number one martial soul in the world, I don't believe you can resist it!"
Tang Hao let out an angry roar, and then with a slight move of his right hand, the Haotian Hammer returned to his hand.
"Haotian Hammer: Cloak!"
Without too many words, Tang Hao stepped forward with his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground.
Bang!
In the midst of this earth-shattering noise, Tang Hao's right foot was half-sunken, and dense cracks spread out from the foothold of his right foot in the center.
At the same time, Tang Hao's body was half-turned, his feet were clasped to the ground, and the two calves exposed outside the tattered trousers were instantly tensed, and the whole person was like a tiger ready to attack.
The leg exerted force, the waist turned back, and the Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's right hand slashed diagonally in the air and hit the ground hard.
Immediately afterwards, with the rebound of the Haotian Hammer, Tang Hao turned around quickly, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand picked up again.
There was another loud bang, and the Haotian Hammer fell heavier than before on the top of the small mountain bag.
Bang!
Thundered!
......
The Haotian hammer in Tang Hao's hand smashed on the ground again and again, and the cracks in the ground continued to spread, eventually leaving deep pits on the ground.
And the cracks in the ground are getting bigger and bigger, and even huge gullies have appeared.
The smoke was thick and the dust was billowing off, obscuring Tang San's vision.
In the large cloud of smoke and dust, a figure like a dragon could be vaguely seen, and in the continuous rotation of his body, a large hammer emitting black light flew up and down in his hand.
Gradually, I could vaguely see the black light on the hammer like a black dragon, constantly circling.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the black dragon transformed by the black light let out a strong hum, as if it was roaring, and as if it was showing its terrifying might.
"Cloak of Mess: Ninety-Nine to One!"
Tang Hao shouted, and the "Black Dragon" rose into the sky, hovered in mid-air, and then bit down towards Xiao He on the ground in mid-air.
Looking at the oncoming black dragon, Xiao He's expression remained unchanged, he still stretched out his finger and pointed straight at the black dragon.
Thundered!!!
The black dragon slammed into Xiao He's fingers, causing a violent muffled sound and erupting into a terrifying wave of qi.
A strong wave of air, like a hurricane, scattered at this moment, blowing away the smoke and dust in the sky.
The black dragon with teeth and claws had disappeared at this time, only Tang Hao and Xiao He were the figures.
Xiao He still lost his left hand behind him, and his right index finger pointed at the Haotian hammer that was about to be smashed, looking precarious, but in fact as stable as Mount Tai.
And Tang Hao, who was standing in front of Xiao He, had a dull expression, a blue face, and an incredible look in his eyes, as if he couldn't accept the facts in front of him.
"What the hell are you monster?"
Tang Hao couldn't help but shout freely.
Their Tang family's chaotic cloak hammer method can be stacked eighty-one times, and it is said that even the gods can't take it when it is used to the last hammer.
However, he had already cast the eighty-first hammer just now, but he still couldn't break through Xiao He's defenses.
Yes, not to defeat Xiao He, but even Xiao He's fingers can't be broken!
"It's so boring, I don't have any expectations for your power anymore."
Xiao He shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
As soon as the words fell, I saw Xiao He's left hand raised and slashed at Haotian Hammer out of thin air!
Click!!
The crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the Haotian hammer in Tang Hao's hand was actually broken into two by Xiao He's bare hands!
Click......
Tang Hao took a few steps back, he looked at the Haotian hammer handle in his hand, and the Haotian hammer head that fell to the ground, and there was a tearing pain in his heart.
"Poof!!"
The next moment, Tang Hao's face suddenly turned flushed, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly.
Martial soul and soul master, the two are closely related, the martial soul was directly cut in half, and the soul master was naturally hit hard.
If Tang Hao had just cast his Instrument Soul True Body and merged his soul and martial soul into one, then he would have died by now.
"I've seen your methods, you're really weak!"
Looking at Tang Hao, who was in a low breath, Xiao He smiled coldly, then raised his feet and walked slowly towards Tang Hao, "Since this is the case, then you can die!" ”
Hearing Xiao He's voice, Tang Hao trembled all over, and looked at Xiao He with tears in his eyes: "You want to kill us?" ”
He Haotian Douluo, a man who dared to fight the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, a man who dared to call the Blue Silver Emperor, could even die here?
"What do you think?"
With a mocking smile on the corner of Xiao He's mouth, he approached Tang Hao step by step, and with each step, the monstrous killing intent on his body would be even stronger.
"I don't know who you are, and I know you want me to die, but unfortunately, you can't."
"I want to live, raise Xiao San, and watch him become a peerless powerhouse who suppresses the first generation."
Tang Hao wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he grinned, revealing an evil smile.
"Oh? I think you father and son can go to hell and daydream together! ”
When Xiao He heard this, his brows frowned slightly, he always felt a little strange, but what was strange was for a while, but he couldn't say it for a while.
"Hahaha, you don't want that old man to be blown up!"
"It's less than a hundred meters away from that small village, and if a Title Douluo of my level explodes, a kilometer radius will be in vain!"
Hearing Xiao He's words, Tang Hao suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.
"Ant, are you threatening the deity?"
Hearing this, Xiao He's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes became completely cold.
"Isn't it? Don't you care about that old man? ”
Tang Hao looked at Xiao He without fear at all, and his tone was full of smugness.
After all, in his eyes, it was a very good deal to be able to exchange the life of a civilian for their own.
Even if this commoner has a little kindness to their father and son.