Chapter 295 Tang Hao goes to death (second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"You little beast, you really don't understand etiquette at all. How did your parents teach you?"
"I'm afraid these two old beasts are old and confused. I am an orphan."
"..."
The simple words left Tang Hao and the two speechless.
After a moment of confrontation, Fang Ling saw clearly the status of the two of them.
Tang Xiao had only consumed a little soul power, but his aura was as usual, while Tang Hao's aura was a little weaker.
He still looked murderous on the outside, and Fang Ling could see that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
Repeated old injuries made him weaker and weaker, not to mention the rapid movement of his soul power just now, and he made a few false turns to miss the person, and then he was severely ridiculed. He couldn't control his emotions.
In his rage, his combat effectiveness has indeed improved, but his accumulated injuries make it seem like he is burning his lifespan every time he strikes with all his strength.
Tang Hao has an explosive ring, but he can only use it at the cost of death.
He is weaker than his brother Tang Xiao, who is level 96, and is the breakthrough point!
With a plan in mind, Fang Ling sneered: "You are all here to kill me and seize my bones. You will not stop until you die. What more etiquette do you need?"
"We are getting back the soul bone, but you are the thief who stole Ah Yin's soul bone!" Tang Hao yelled angrily.
Fang Ling curled his lips disdainfully: "What is stealing? In the wilderness, I picked up my soul bone."
"You call it and see if it responds?"
Under the hateful gazes of the two people, Fang Ling deliberately patted his right leg.
Then he coughed twice and pretended to be serious: "The treasures of heaven, materials and earth are inhabited by the virtuous, and can be obtained by those who are destined to have them."
"You two brothers are old and disrespectful, and you are besieging me, a young man. This is unethical. Since you were picked up by me, it means that you are not destined to have the soul bone of the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old right leg. I am the one who has both virtues and fate. You should obey God’s will and don’t force it.”
"What a shameless thing." Tang Hao was furious.
Fang Ling felt very pleased with his compliment and laughed loudly: "Come and try, see if you can kill me!"
"Only one side can leave today. It's a life-and-death battle!"
After uttering a murderous word, the corner of his mouth suddenly grinned, and he smiled brightly.
The Death Scythe made a sharp whistle in the air, and the rich aura of ultimate death filled the air.
One of the great enemies of life and death is Tang Hao, a ninety-level titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring.
The other one is Tang Xiao, a peak ninety-sixth level Douluo.
Neither of them are easy to get along with. Haotian Sect also has combined attack skills, so they must think carefully about it.
Fang Ling was sure of victory, but still chose to respect Yishou as their funeral.
Thus, he summoned the soul ring for the first time in front of outsiders.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red.
Seven bright red soul rings!
Red represents a hundred thousand year soul ring, which is the top soul ring in today's Douluo Continent.
The Supreme and Noble One can only be seen by the Ninth Ring of Titled Douluo under normal circumstances.
The bright blood-colored light spread in all directions in the dull eyes of the three people, and the powerful power seemed to penetrate people's hearts and go straight into their minds.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't imagine how Fang Ling could have seven hundred thousand year soul rings!
From the beginning to the end, Fang Ling only had that one martial spirit. Although the gray sickle changed its form several times, it still looked like a sickle.
He is not a twin martial soul.
Due to the unprecedented fourth ring of ten thousand years, the world remembers Fang Ling's soul ring configuration when he was the soul king, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black.
Now this has all turned into a hundred thousand years?
The three of them were all stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, Tang Hao sarcastically said:
"It turns out that your sixth spirit ring is actually related to illusions. Are you using it to intimidate and then choose an opportunity to escape?"
"It seems that the brain is not very smart."
Both of them said in their hearts: It is absolutely impossible for anyone to possess seven hundred thousand year soul rings!
This challenges people's common sense too much.
"Your illusion is quite real! If you only let the seventh soul ring transform into a hundred thousand year soul ring, the other six soul rings..." Tang Hao kept chattering.
Fang Ling was too lazy to respond, and his several ridicules made him feel happy at this time.
Now that the war has begun, we naturally have to go all out!
The hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring flashes alternately, and the bright and magnificent, magical and gorgeous red light ripples slightly.
Star Mole Transformation, Spell Breaking Blade, Curse Blade, mental power and soul power fusion combat skills, all the status can be increased, it can be said that he is armed to the teeth.
The last thing to activate was the third soul ring. The Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old flash was enough to cross 100 meters.
The teleportation skill is a surprise.
Fang Ling, wielding the Death Scythe, appeared behind Tang Hao in an instant.
The reason for choosing Tang Hao is simple, he is weaker and richer.
Six soul bones, who else could you choose if not him?
Tang Hao was dealt with in one face-to-face, and he felt more comfortable facing the remaining person.
The plan was very good, but Tang Hao was not as weak as imagined.
Fang Ling's teleportation soul skill was well known to everyone, and he had been on guard against it for a long time.
His senses were fully activated from the beginning, and after the battle between Tang San and Fang Ling, his mental power also permeated around his body, always preparing for a surprise attack.
When he saw Fang Ling's figure suddenly disappear, Tang Hao felt that his spiritual power was touched.
Fang Ling appeared behind him as expected!
The death sickle with multiple superimposed states is extremely dangerous, but Tang Hao's many years of combat experience can't be ignored.
There is something wrong with his brain, but it cannot hide the fact that he has excellent fighting talent. The Secret Chamber Douluo is the best proof.
Fang Ling launched the Silver Emperor Flash, and Tang Hao also used an awkward movement to slightly deflect his body and pull back a heavy hammer attack.
Tang Xiao was not idle. The brothers worked together and knew how to cooperate without any discussion.
Then Fang Ling saw another hammer protecting Tang Hao's side. The Haotian Double Star is indeed worthy of its name. The two brothers have not cooperated in fighting for many years, and their tacit understanding has still not faded.
"It's interesting, but it's a pity that the power is too weak." Fang Ling did not continue to teleport.
Yes, but no need.
Their strength is not enough to resist, they can just crush them!
The Death Scythe and the Clear Sky Hammer of the Tang Hao brothers collided fiercely.
In the fierce light, Tang Hao lacked stamina and was directly knocked away.
He also had his own amplifying soul skills, but when he used them in a hurry, he was incomparable to Fang Ling, who was infinitely more powerful and his body was evolving into a divine body.
"Dad!" Tang San clenched his hands, his eyes full of worry.
Purple Demon Eye pushed with all his strength, and he could see that Tang Hao's hand had been cracked open by the huge force.
"How come Fang Ling is as strong as those barbarians from the Xiangjia Sect?"
No, it should be bigger than that!
Otherwise, the father who followed the path of pure strength would never have been knocked away so easily.
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The key now is, can the father and uncle win?
Tang Hao calmed down by talking about illusions, but Tang San didn't think so. With Fang Ling's pride, the seven hundred thousand year spirit rings should not be false.
Because that soul skill does give people a very dangerous feeling.
Moreover, Fang Ling didn't pay attention to the three of them at all. He always looked at them calmly and calmly, looking at them like they were dishes on a plate.
Tang San's eyes moved slightly, preparing to hide further to avoid being affected by the aftermath of the attack.
It would be too cowardly to die like this.
Tang Xiao stopped Fang Ling so that his brother, who had not healed from an old injury, could take some time off.
The body was filled with a layer of domineering dark red gold. The two of them were fighting here, and no one left.
The moves are deadly and the momentum is so powerful that it is a battle that frightens most people.
Tang Hao returned and soon joined the battle again.
The extremely dense and rhythmic sound of metal collision sounded like iron.
Both brothers use the Haotian Sect's secret skill, the Great Sumeru Hammer.
Concentrating all the power of the soul ring on the martial soul, it is precisely because of this that he can rely on his insufficient physical strength to collide with Fang Ling's 60,000 kilograms of force.
At the same time as the collision, Fang Ling was not idle. He released a stream of mental power and carefully sensed the power flow of the Great Sumeru Hammer.
He could learn from Tang Hao's undead, but he was going to try it himself first.
Relying on eyesight, the calculation power provided by the undead, and the excellent soul control gained from the practice of sickle and body techniques, try to learn it by force.
Both Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had no smiles on their faces, and their expressions were extremely serious.
They were not happy at all after fighting side by side for a long time.
Fang Ling's sickle is extremely heavy, and his attacks are as unstoppable as the Clear Sky Hammer.
Not only that, it also has an added layer of sharpness.
The powerful force is enough to control the martial spirit at will. The combination of sickle technique and body technique makes Fang Ling not only a powerful attack spirit master but also an agility attack spirit master.
The world's best nerve reflex speed completely crushed the two of them.
In addition, teleportation, double flash, and triple flash are used from time to time, making it even more difficult for people to react.
The intense attack left no room for breathing.
The two brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao worked together and almost tried their best before they managed to fight Fang Ling at a score of four or six!
Visible to the naked eye, the four of them were actually on the leeward side.
They were injured, but Fang Ling was not.
"Boom!"
The roar continued, and the surrounding groves had long been shattered.
Rocks continued to roll down, dust and haze obscured the place, and were then repelled by the majestic soul power of several people.
The battle lasted less than half a day or so.
Tang Xiao can still fight, Fang Ling is still jumping around, but Tang Hao can no longer hold on.
He felt that the old wounds in his body were being affected and would inevitably explode.
And the next outbreak will inevitably lead to death on the spot, and there will be absolutely no hope of survival!
"Brother, there is no way to go on like this!" Tang Hao's face was heavy. His originally sallow face was now a bit gray withered, and his lips were not very bloody. The breath of life was gradually weakening.
Sighing slightly, he seemed to have made up his mind and said to Tang Xiao:
"I'll blow up the 100,000-year-old soul ring with a ring explosion. You come and take the mistress away."
"Brother Hao, you!" Tang Xiao's expression suddenly changed, trying to stop his dangerous thoughts.
Tang Hao interrupted directly:
"My body's injuries were triggered by this battle and are about to break out."
"I used my soul power to suppress it several times before, but this time I couldn't stop it. It exploded and I died, and my life ended here."
"Xiao San is a twin martial spirit, he is the future of the sect!"
"I will do one last thing for you, don't let my death be meaningless!"
"Now take the mistress and leave quickly!"
Tang Haoyi had no hesitation and looked forward to death. His body instantly ignited with a dark red-golden flame.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly surged, and Fang Ling's eyes lit up with its surging power.
(End of chapter)