Chapter 294: The poisonous brat (first update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"What kind of magic did you use!" Tang San looked horrified.
Like a head of ice water being poured down on his head, all the anger in his heart was extinguished in an instant.
He never imagined that even if he tried his best, he would be killed instantly by Fang Ling, who had not activated his soul ring.
The blood is everywhere, the muscles are tangled, the veins are bulging, and the expanded dark golden hammer head covered with magic patterns gives people an irresistible feeling of dominance and invincibility.
This is what Tang San looked like just now.
His momentum skyrocketed, he was full of confidence, and it seemed that the road ahead was unstoppable.
But to Fang Ling, it just looked fierce and was nothing more than a silver pewter spear head that was useless.
The contrast between momentum and result made Tang San look like a funny clown.
After all, who would have thought that the Clear Sky Hammer attached to the six ten thousand year soul rings could not even block a casual blow under the ten thousand catties of force exerted at full strength.
The shameful thing is that he didn't even force out the soul ring!
Fang Ling simply relied on his unparalleled strength and the fusion of spirit and soul combat skills above to suppress him.
Tang San felt his body trembling inexplicably.
The moment he collided with the sickle, a world-beating will to fight crazily invaded his mind, instantly suppressing the cold murderous intent.
He was unable to resist at all.
After two years of hard training by the pool, Tang San was able to completely control his own power, and he never lost control of his martial spirit.
However, this situation, which had never occurred before, occurred again.
Tang San was extremely frightened, his defenses were shattered by this blow, and he did not dare to face Fang Ling again.
"What a great power!" Even though Tang Hao was still seriously injured, he was still a banned person, and he saw more than his own son.
Fang Ling defeated Tang San casually, and did not use any tricks. He followed the noble and righteous path, the most concise and elegant way of defeating all methods with force.
Crush the Clear Sky Hammer where it has the most advantage.
This is purely top-down, unbearable ferocity and force, even if you are facing it, it will be very uncomfortable.
But how could it be so strong?
Tang Hao's brain couldn't understand.
On the verge of breaking out, Fang Ling didn't pay attention to his exclamation and continued to taunt Tang San who had just gotten up:
"If you are defeated by me, your heart will become unstable and you will start talking nonsense."
"Demon magic? I used the strongest attack from the Clear Sky Hammer and defeated you head-on in the direction you were most confident in!"
"You don't even dare to face failure, what kind of genius are you!"
"You!" Tang San's words became a little awkward.
There was not much color change visible on the keloids on his face, but there were small cracks bleeding between the keloids. More blood could be seen spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with blood again.
The soul power on his body was a little disordered, his aura was unstable, and his killing intent was radiating randomly.
Tang San was quite happy when he was angry.
"Mistress, please step away first!"
Tang Hao was a little disappointed with his son's mentality.
In his opinion, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you should remain happy and don't show your emotions. A good mentality can make people go further.
Tang San nodded and walked away in despair.
Next, this place will turn into a battlefield, which he cannot participate in.
"Tang Hao, what do you mean by this? Are you not pretending?" Fang Ling calmly turned the sickle in his hand and called him by his name.
The atmosphere in the venue seemed extremely solemn for a while.
"Did you see it?" Tang Hao's pupils shrank.
Then why was Fang Ling the only one following?
Where is Dugu Bo?
Fang Ling stared at him as if he were a fool:
"What's not obvious about this?"
"Tang San's pimples cannot be repaired by a healing spirit master. I am the only one in the world who has reborn spirit bones from severed limbs."
Tang Hao could see the obvious contempt in Fang Ling's eyes, as if he was scolding him for being stupid.
He was extremely angry and shouted: "Then how dare you come? How dare you come to face me, just a mere soul saint!"
Looking at Fang Ling, the huge Clear Sky Hammer appeared in Tang Hao's hand.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.
Nine soul rings emerged, slowly rotating around the body.
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was different from Tang San's. It was bigger, more domineering, and thicker.
The pure black appearance is as majestic as a mountain, and its powerful power seems to be enough to cover mountains and fill seas.
There is no need for any soul ring bonus, the hammer naturally exudes an unparalleled power.
The white lines in the Death God's Domain were also more complicated than Tang San's.
"Rat." Fang Ling called him a contemptuous nickname.
Anyway, I have already figured it out, so I call you a rat. What can you do to me?
"I can feel the desire to kill me in your heart, so kill me generously to get what you want."
Faced with this title, Tang Hao originally wanted to take action directly, but as if he remembered something, he paused for a moment: "What do you want?"
Seemingly enlightened, he asked eagerly:
"Where is the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone? Did you take Ah Yin away?"
"If it has anything to do with you, tell me and I will let you die a little easier later."
Fang Ling shrugged and provoked: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the hundred thousand year soul bone is in my right leg. It is because of your wife's soul bone that I can repair my broken leg."
"The time when I get the soul bone is when you are on your way to Shrek!"
Tang Hao's hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer had white joints and bulging muscles. Trembling slightly, he already looked ready to go.
He didn't hear the news about Ah Yin, so he suppressed his desire to kill Fang Ling immediately: "What did you do to Ah Yin?"
"...Your wife is awesome." Fang Ling thought for a moment, blinked twice, and licked his lips deliberately.
Seeing Tang Hao stunned, he added:
"Of course, I'm referring to the soul bones, don't think about it."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and an evil and strange smile appeared on Exiled Immortal Linchen's face, giving people a frightening feeling.
Although he said that he should not think randomly, but these few small movements fell into Tang Hao's eyes, how could he not think randomly?
He figured out what this action meant almost instantly.
"Did you eat Ah Yin?" Tang Hao's voice was trembling, like a volcano about to erupt, or like the calm sea.
The surging soul power was out of control, and the surrounding weeds were instantly crushed into a ball of mud.
Even Tang San had to go further at this time.
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Fang Ling said nothing, but kept an intriguing smile on his lips: "How about you guess?"
"Speaking of which, the soul bones have not been properly taken care of for a hundred thousand years. They are just left in an unguarded place."
"I really want to thank you!"
This seemingly sincere thank you made Tang Hao so angry that he exploded. When Tang San heard it, he wanted to rush over and chop Fang Ling to death.
Tang Hao guessed that A Yin was dead.
Ah Yin is dead!
To be eaten by Fang Ling, a bastard who should be cut into pieces and executed by Ling Chi?
Turning into a seed has separated the couple, and now they are separated forever!
Tang Hao couldn't accept this result, his pupils suddenly shrank and trembled, his soul ring flashed, and he directly activated his martial soul avatar.
"I want you to die——!"
Tang Hao's angry shouts echoed throughout the countryside.
As the seventh soul ring flashed, the huge black Clear Sky Hammer behind him suddenly bloomed, intense black light surged, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer faced the wind and turned into a hundred meters away.
The huge hammer head is like a hill.
Lines of red lines emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer.
The only 100,000-year-old red soul ring from Ah Yin suddenly lit up, and the black giant hammer suddenly turned completely red.
"Hahaha, are you angry from embarrassment?" Facing such a powerful attack, Fang Ling just smiled slightly, "The person in the dark is still watching, why don't you come out?"
"Death to me, you little thief!" After the words fell, another violent shout filled with murderous intent came from the void.
A burly figure also held a Clear Sky Hammer and struck from another direction.
It was Tang Xiao.
After hearing the news about Ah Yin, he couldn't help but run out.
He and his brother had originally discussed that if Fang Ling could not be taken down in a short time, he would take action just in case.
But now he was not only exposed, but also stimulated by Fang Ling's words to the point of going crazy.
Ah Yin is his younger brother and sister.
He has unrequited love and never forgets it. This is against ethics, but no matter what, Tang Xiao loves A Yin as deeply as Tang Hao!
Therefore, he almost used all his strength at this time, except for the "Great Sumeru Hammer Secret: Ring Explosion" which was useless, almost everything else was used.
The overbearing and mighty pressure was about to sweep away the world and cleanse the world. Tang San, who was watching the battle from a distance, had to retreat again and again to escape.
He was extremely excited. Is this the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer Titled Douluo?
The endless sky seemed to be shaking, as if the gods were sending down punishment, and the air in this area was sharply compressed.
Tang San was sure that Fang Ling would definitely die under these two attacks.
"It's interesting." Fang Ling raised his eyes slightly.
He didn't even blink when faced with an angry hammer that was about to hammer him into a meatloaf or mincemeat.
There is no use of the Silver Emperor Flash, and the movement technique is no joke.
With just a tap of his toes, his body turned into light, flashing like thunder, and Fang Ling easily escaped from the two men's attack.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's soul power lock was completely useless.
Can this be escaped?
Tang San secretly resented that he was locked, why could he escape?
He saw Fang Ling's mysterious steps.
The profound movement of soul power reminded him of the way Fang Ling, who had only one leg, practiced moving hard at Notting College.
At that time, he could only learn to walk in Handan, and he saw some imitations in the ghost shadows. He never thought that he would actually learn something.
Stealing our Tang Sect's classics will lead to death!
For the Tang Clan, Tang San gained a lot of courage.
In the field, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were stunned.
They were all full-out attacks filled with rage and blood boiling, so naturally they couldn't hold back their power.
In order to prevent their own people from injuring their own people, the two people staggered in time and spun on the spot several times before releasing their power.
Fang Ling did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack. He clapped happily as if watching a monkey show. He had no consciousness of being attacked and praised: "Not bad, good acrobatics."
"Even without a whip, it still spins like a top. You have learned the essence of the random cloak hammering technique. You are truly worthy of being the 'Haotian Double Star' of the Haotian Sect!"
The two brothers were so angry that they couldn't speak. This damn kid had such a vicious mouth.
(End of chapter)