Chapter 163 Shooting Emperor Xue Ye
Under Xiao Han’s ruthless attack, Yu Xiaogang’s world seemed to collapse.
Liu Erlong's death filled his heart with endless grief and despair.
Just when he was immersed in the pain of losing his beloved and unable to extricate himself, an ice arrow containing the aura of death whizzed towards him.
“Xiaogang, let’s go!”
Flanders saw this and shouted loudly.
He knew that without the martial soul fusion skills of the three of them, in a battle of this level, Yu Xiaogang, whose soul power was less than level 30, would have a slim chance of survival.
Although he was also seriously injured, Flanders still stepped forward resolutely and tried to fight for a chance of life for Yu Xiaogang.
However, his efforts seemed to be in vain, as the ice arrow directly penetrated Flender's defense and continued to approach Yu Xiaogang.
At this moment of life and death, a blue light and shadow, like lightning piercing the night sky, appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang at an incredible speed.
The person coming was none other than Tang San.
The moment the ice arrow was about to hit Yu Xiaogang, Tang San took action.
His movements were as fast as lightning, making it almost impossible to see the trajectory. He instantly snatched Yu Xiaogang from the hands of death and took him away from this dangerous battlefield.
"Teacher, let's go!"
Tang San's voice was a little anxious.
Yu Xiaogang was shocked when he saw Tang San.
"Xiaosan, you...why are you here?"
"Teacher, I will explain later. I will take you out of here first. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
< br>Tang San activated the flight ability of the one hundred thousand year right leg soul bone, and quickly evacuated with Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang looked back for the last time.
Behind him, Flanders had fallen into a pool of blood.
“No! Flanders”
Yu Xiaogang shouted in despair.
I just experienced Liu Erlong’s death, and now even Flanders has left him.
In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the golden iron triangle.
Yu Xiaogang's shouts echoed over the battlefield, but he never received any response. The despair surging in his heart overwhelmed him like a tide.
"Why...why did it become like this..."
"Flanders...Erlong...I am useless..."
Yu Xiaogang His voice was trembling, his vision was blurred by tears, and the self-blame and regret in his heart were cutting his heart like a sharp knife.
He remembered the promise he had made to his two close friends, to enter the world of soul masters together and to face all difficulties and challenges together.
But now, he could only watch them leave him, helpless.
Tang San could feel the coldness of the teacher's palms and the trembling of his body, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
He knew that no words could comfort the teacher's broken heart at this moment.
Only by leaving here, away from this battlefield full of death and despair, can the teacher slowly come out of this shadow.
"Teacher, we have to go."
Although Tang San's voice was firm, he could not hide the anxiety in it.
He knew that Yu Xiaogang was in extreme grief at this moment, but the situation did not allow them to stay.
There are too many strong men in the Wuhun Palace, and they are coming fiercely. The Tiandou Empire may really be destroyed.
When he learned that the visitor was Tang San, Xiao Han's lips curved into a smile.
This kind of large-scale battle is not something a soul master of Tang San’s level can participate in.
Xiao Han knew that with Tang San's character, he must have been hiding in the dark for a long time. Seeing that Wuhun Palace was too powerful, he was too timid to take action.
Qian Renxue also saw Tang San and mocked:
“Tang San’s shrunken turtle ran quite fast.”
“That guy is a success. Regardless of the weather, leave him alone. Capture the thief first!" Seeing that Tang San had fled far away with Yu Xiaogang, Xiao Han drew the bow string to full capacity again.
His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he was locked on Emperor Xue Ye, who was protected by layers of guards.
As the hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone of his right leg shone, an azure arrow of silence came out from the string, with a sound of breaking through the air, and shot towards Emperor Xue Ye.
The cold arrow was not only entangled with powerful soul power fluctuations, but also blue thunder and lightning rhythms.
The Contra-level guards surrounding Emperor Xueye reacted quickly and released their own defenses in an attempt to block this fatal blow.
The Azure Silence Arrow drew a bright trajectory in the air and crashed into the seemingly airtight group defense.
"Boom!"
The arrow collided with the soul power of the guards, causing a deafening sound.
A Contra-level guard was blown away by the terrifying power carried by the arrow. He vomited blood and flew out upside down.
When Emperor Xue Ye saw this, he was so frightened that he peed his pants.
Sword Douluo was dealing with Light Ling Douluo's attack and was distracted by protecting Ning Fengzhi, unable to escape at all.
Tang Xiao was also engaged in a fierce battle with Demon-Conquering Douluo and had no time to pay attention to him.
Xiao Han's attack did not stop. The moment the bowstring was loosened, a Azure Lock Divine Arrow was shot out.
The azure-locked divine arrow that contained the aura of death, and had a mental locking effect, hit Emperor Xue Ye's chest accurately.
A trace of surprise and unwillingness flashed in Emperor Xue Ye’s eyes.
But, it was too late.
The arrow penetrated his armor and penetrated deep into his body, taking away his last vestige of life.
“Plop!”
The body of Emperor Xue Ye fell weakly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed until it went out.
A generation of emperors fell under Xiao Han's arrow.
Xiao Han held a long bow and scanned the battlefield with cold eyes.
Some people had realized that Emperor Xueye was dead and stopped what they were doing.
Some people are still fighting.
Gorphyry Douluo is in a fierce battle with the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect. His main method is poison attack. Under the powerful attack of the Clear Sky Hammer, he seems to be a little powerless.
"Martial Spirit Hall, give back my son's life!"
The Seventh Elder waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed it at the Array Douluo like crazy.
Seeing that the Array Douluo was defeated, Xiao Han rose into the sky and shot an icy-cold arrow at the seventh elder.
The arrow pierced the sky, with a whistling sound, and hit the seventh elder's Clear Sky Hammer hard.
Boom!
The moment the two collided, the space seemed to be torn apart.
The seventh elder was shocked. He felt a huge force coming from the arrow, which made his hands numb, and the Clear Sky Hammer almost came out of his hands.
He staggered and took several steps back in the air, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How is it possible...that boy's attack is so powerful?"
The seventh elder muttered to himself.
Although his strength is not at the top of the Haotian Sect, he is by no means average.
But the power of the arrow just now made him feel an unprecedented threat.
Xiao Han stared at the seventh elder coldly, the seventh and eighth soul rings on his body shone at the same time, and the long bow in his hand was fully drawn again, ready to give him a fatal blow.
Looking at the two hundred thousand year soul rings blooming with red light, the seventh elder was shocked again.
If Tang San, who possesses twin martial souls, is a genius, then the young soul master in front of him is the genius among geniuses.
(End of this chapter)