Chapter 293 That’s it? (Second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"Do you consider yourself a winner now?" Tang San just sneered, "Don't you think that real geniuses can leapfrog and fight?"
"I have six thousand-year soul rings, and I also possess the world's first martial soul, the Haotian Hammer."
"Fang Ling, you are too proud!"
Facing Fang Ling's contempt, Tang San felt indignant.
If you despised me before and don't take me seriously now, then wouldn't my practice for so long be in vain!
Even if it was his father and uncle who wanted to kill Fang Ling this time, and Fang Ling was already in a certain death situation, Tang San still couldn't help but feel anger welling up in his heart.
His anger grew stronger and stronger, and so did his murderous intent.
Facing this cold breath, the two guards at the door could not bear it and actually trembled and fell to the ground.
"Clang!"
The sound of the weapon falling to the ground was particularly clear.
Fang Ling used his own momentum to destroy Tang San's and said loudly:
"Generally, the leapfrog battle between geniuses only occurs between geniuses and ordinary people, that is, geniuses can defeat people with weaker talents and higher cultivation than themselves."
"I have never heard of anyone being able to defeat someone with greater talent and cultivation."
"I am the world's number one genius, what are you?"
Tang San used the fallen soul master's method to cultivate to the sixty-eighth level!
Fang Ling pretended not to know, and said: "You can practice to the sixty-eighth level so quickly, and you have twin martial souls. Your cultivation talent is not bad."
"But you can't even control your murderous aura well. How can you challenge me by hiding your head and tail?"
The unkind words made Tang San grit his teeth and his eyes trembled.
Damn Fang Ling!
How dare you insult me like this!
Seeing Tang San so angry, Fang Ling was overwhelmed with joy.
He knew that if he pricked Tang San's painful spots with bruises all over his body and disfigured appearance, he would definitely gain something.
This is really interesting.
Pretending to be rigorous, Fang Ling warned meticulously:
"The city of killing affects people's will. This can be seen from your own murderous intention if you cannot restrain yourself."
"You must not become a fallen soul master, otherwise don't blame me for ignoring the kindness of Notting College and I will definitely kill you!"
Even the Death Eye could tell that the vitality in Tang San's body was mixed, and there were also impurities in his soul power.
With Xuantian Kung and Eight Spider Spears like this, he wouldn't have used the Eight Spider Spears to devour them all in the Killing City, right?
Fang Ling thought, it was very possible that this was the truth, otherwise he would never have been able to practice so fast!
Tang San's breathing was a little heavy, and he wished he could beat this bastard to death with a hammer on the spot.
But unexpectedly, he suddenly calmed down: "You said so much because you don't dare to challenge?"
Fang Ling is already dying, and I don't have the same experience as him.
Have pity on him and let him be proud of himself in the last moments of his life.
Fang Ling still responded calmly: "Have you chosen a location? I prefer outside the city."
"You choose the location, so as not to make excuses for the final failure."
The big soul fighting arena is impossible.
If Tang Hao and the others wanted to take action, they would never fight in the city, otherwise they would be provoking the Tiandou Empire head-on.
Although on the surface Tiandou is too weak, provocation is just provocation...
But Fang Ling took the initiative to think about them, seemingly arrogantly, and gave them the power to choose the battle location by himself.
So what if they are two brothers from the "Haotian Double Star"?
I can’t beat you to death!
Fang Ling had not planned to take action against the Haotian Sect. After all, there was no deep hatred.
But since it was the undead that came to our door, we couldn’t miss it.
"What an extremely proud genius, let us lead the way." Tang Hao was extremely lucky that this first step was achieved so smoothly.
The two of them led the way, with Fang Ling following behind.
Dugubo was originally ready to go, but stopped after Fang Ling's message.
"There is a level 96 Titled Douluo ambushing me secretly. It may be Tang Xiao, the brother of Tang Hao, one of the former Haotian Double Stars. There is no guarantee that there will be no one else."
"For the safety of Yanyan and the others, teacher, please don't leave."
"What about you?" Dugu Bo hesitated.
"Teacher, you know that even if you are at level ninety-nine, as long as it has nothing to do with God, it will only take a little effort at most." Fang Lingyi pointed out.
But not everyone is a Snow Emperor.
The Snow Emperor is the ruler of the far north, the incarnation of the ultimate ice-attributed spirit of heaven and earth. He occupies the right time, place, and people, and uses the ice-attributed energy of heaven and earth on a large scale, and then reluctantly takes over a magical skill.
Moreover, he himself was corroded by the power of death.
The Snow Emperor is an ice spirit, but Tang Hao and the others are not.
Although the explosive ring of a hundred thousand year soul ring is powerful, can one still rely on human flesh and blood to resist the divine power of death?
If you are dreaming, you can still think about it.
"Be more ruthless and pay attention to safety." There was a hint of murderous intent in Dugu Bo's eyes.
After a moment, he restrained it again.
"Don't worry, teacher." Fang Ling comforted him, and followed Tang Hao and Tang San in their joy, and soon left the city.
Tang Hao thought to himself: Without Dugu Bo as a disruptor, let's see how Fang Ling, a little soul saint, could survive from his hands.
No matter how powerful he is, he is only a talented soul saint.
Isn't it possible to kill him even though Big Brother is here?
At the same time, Tang San was already dreaming about killing Fang Ling, obtaining the broken limb and reborn soul bone to restore his appearance, then training to become a titled Douluo, and finally marrying Xiao Wu.
Fang Ling followed them.
In the space perception, the tall and sturdy man who was two meters away also followed immediately.
Stay far behind to ensure no one spots you.
If it were others, they really wouldn't be able to notice it, but who would let Fang Ling worry about it?
They were all high-level soul masters, and they moved extremely fast, and soon they came to a naturally formed open area.
The soil is thin and rocky underneath. Surrounded by mountains, the trees are lush and the leaves rustle when the wind blows.
Full of natural and harmonious beauty.
It's also a great place to kill people.
Tang Hao said: "Just here."
"That's fine. Should we start directly?" Fang Ling was already very excited when he saw them, but he still pretended, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
Before the two of them could reply, they mocked and said in an instructive manner:
"Tang San, look at your secretive look, what's so shameful about you?"
"Hey, bitch... take off those clothes, take off the mask and have a look."
Tang San sneered, and unexpectedly stopped covering up. He took off his bronze ghost face mask and his black robe, revealing his hairless head covered in pink keloids.
Only then did Fang Ling see what he looked like.
To use an appropriate word to describe it, what is Douluo Continent Deadpool?
Like an evil ghost, it makes people feel sick when they see it.
Fang Ling was curious, would he dare to see Xiao Wu with his current appearance?
"Chi!" Even though he tried his best to endure it, he let out a chuckle of "chi".
He suppressed a smile and said:
"How did you become like this? You used to be a tough and strong man, but now you have become an ugly thing that I hate?"
The sarcastic words made Tang San's brows jump wildly.
This bitch really has a way to kill him. There is no mistake in killing him this time!
And Fang Ling didn't stop talking: "What did you suffer in the killing city? Did you finally fall into the sea of high-temperature magma and blood on the Hell Road?"
"Can you satisfy my curiosity?"
"There is no need for a dying person to know so much!" Tang San was furious, revealing his martial soul, six dark soul rings emitting a deep and dangerous black light.
He desperately wanted his father to kill Fang Ling, but the inner demon theory was not false.
Dugu Bo was not allowed to follow, which meant that Fang Ling was not prepared at all.
He didn't even realize that he was in a dangerous situation!
In this case, before killing him, he should make use of the waste as a resource to improve his state of mind, so as to satisfy the grief and anger that has been suppressed for so many years.
"Come and fight!"
With an angry shout, Tang San was like a bolt of lightning, striding towards Fang Ling.
A white halo of light spread instantly, and the God of Death field was used at the beginning.
The cold murderous intent that penetrates people's hearts even scares the surrounding trees and grass.
They both had the God of Death Domain, so Tang San didn't expect it to have any weakening effect on Fang Ling, he only used the domain to increase his strength.
But surprisingly, it was blocked by a gray light.
The rich death energy in it caused the weeds on the ground to wither instantly, and then turned into ashes. As the soul power circulated and the wind blew, they drifted away like snowflakes.
"In addition to the realm of the God of Death, there is a second realm?" Tang Hao, who was watching the battle, had serious eyes and felt sorry for Fang Ling's talent.
Coming out of the Killing City, he had already acquiesced that Fang Ling existed in the Killing God Realm.
It's a pity that such a genius will die at my hands soon!
Tang San didn't think so much. As he rushed forward like lightning, the spirit ring on his body shone.
The second soul skill is gravity suppression, the fourth soul skill is Sky Hammer, and the sixth soul skill is martial soul clone.
Bright red blood glowed from his body, and his body instantly became stronger, with muscles knotted and veins popping out.
The ferocious face exuded a disturbing blood energy, almost like some forbidden bloodthirsty demon.
After using the fourth soul skill, the dark golden martial spirit was covered with blood-colored magic lines and expanded to a large extent. It was directly transformed into two handles under the action of the sixth soul skill.
I have seen the first two in the Soul Master Competition, but this is the first time I have seen this sixth soul skill.
Martial spirit clones are almost the best skills for weapon spirits. They can release another identical weapon spirit to attack, and soul skills can still be applied to it.
The attack power can be said to be doubled.
Tang San threw the clone's martial spirit.
He had already used gravity suppression and the Haotian Flying Hammer to block Fang Ling's position, and was also ready to receive Fang Ling's teleportation soul skill.
But something unexpected happened——
Fang Ling walked over calmly, the sickle blade in his hand flashing like a star.
It seemed that he didn't take Tang San seriously at all.
Not to mention teleportation, not even the soul ring was opened.
It's just that the sickle blade is covered with a layer of light of combat skills that combines mental power and soul power.
An even more shocking thing happened. He actually used his sickle to easily swat away the flying hammer, just like swatting a mosquito.
Ignoring Tang San's gravity suppression and the strength that was almost over ten thousand kilograms after being superimposed by layers of attributes.
Fang Ling rushed forward with a sickle, like using a bamboo pole to pick up a fragile branch.
"Boom——!"
The huge collision was deafening, and the nearby hills seemed to be shaking.
Fang Ling stood still, blood spurted out from Tang San's mouth, and the scars all over his body were shattered by the shock. He couldn't bear the force and was actually knocked away.
"How is that possible!" Tang Hao's eyes flashed with disbelief.
Even when he faced his son Tang San's attack, he had to be cautious, otherwise he might be like Fang Ling and completely ignore it!
How strong is he?
How long has it been since the Soul Master Competition!
It's only been three years. I thought Xiao San was already powerful enough. How could Fang Ling be so powerful?
"That's it?" Fang Ling said softly.
The disdainful look made Tang San's heart twist like a knife.
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