Chapter 41 Tang Hao: Watch me pretend to be dead [Please vote for further reading]
[Oh no, I didn’t drive. Why was the last chapter blocked again? Oh no, I recommend reading it tomorrow. The last chapter is gone even if I didn’t drive, so it was quite speechless...]
Tang Hao saw two legs from the corner of his eye, stopping in front of him. He endured the severe pain in his crotch, raised his head and roared furiously, "Today, either you will die, or I will..."
"Hoo——"
As soon as a wrinkled black face was raised, he didn't say all the cruel words, and the thick and strong mace was already filled with the sound of violent wind, and it was rapidly enlarging in the pupils.
Young people don’t respect martial ethics!
Tang Hao still has a lot of fighting experience. At this time, he was not suppressed by Lu Xian's second soul skill. His body instinctively dodged and wanted to get away. However, as soon as his legs moved, he used his soul power to suppress the severe pain in his crotch, and then he felt it again. After being redirected, a devilish voice sounded again.
"Yeah yeah shit!"
Tang Hao's mouth and cheeks immediately swelled visibly to the naked eye. The disgusting smell almost restricted his ability to think. The pain mask was put on his face, and his evasive movements were also a beat slower.
"Poof——"
The mace was imprinted on his face in the next second, smashing his mouth and eyes, half of his cheek was rotten, and flew dozens of meters away. The scene was filled with blood and shit all the way. Flying, the ice and rain are the same color as the sky.
With a pop, Tang Hao fell into the mud again and slid for another seven or eight meters before lying there, maintaining a posture without moving.
"Uh..."
The scene where Ollie was flying around just now made Lu Xian feel a little uncomfortable. His stomach was churning. The third soul skill was easy to use. It could hurt the enemy a thousand times and ruin a meal for himself. In Ye Hei's world I almost vomited after eating barbecue and wine...
If it weren't for the purpose of brushing the abstract value, he would really have to consider the usage situation and scenarios for this ability...
"Either you die today, or you die!"
He spat and completed the harsh words that Tang Hao had not finished.
Talk harshly to me, Li Feiyu, do you have the qualifications?
Even if An Lan comes now, he will have to eat a big lump before leaving!
The mace in his hand didn't feel right. Lu Xian raised the mace he bought from Zhetian World and took a look at it. He was slightly surprised. This time he hit hard and hard, and the mace was a little beaten. It was crooked and no longer as straight. Unexpectedly, it was not able to blow Tang Hao's head.
Is the quality of this mace too poor, or is Tang Hao too shameless?
Lu Xian thinks it's the latter. Tang Hao is so shameless. I'm afraid he is not the most shameless Douluo. If he had known it, he would have given it to Xiao Zha San.
far away.
Tang Hao was lying in the mud puddle, motionless. He was pretending to be dead. His combat experience and vision were so rich, and now he thought he had figured out the evil kid's soul skill.
One is the soul skill of kneeling down and picking up the mace with both hands. The last soul skill should be the weird singing voice and the light shield he is carrying. It is most likely a defensive soul skill.
The first two soul skills that he had personally experienced were both very evil. Tang Hao felt that the light shield defensive soul skill was probably not simple either. It would have some evil and disgusting abilities, and it might even be able to rebound damage.
He only has one chance to make a sudden move, otherwise he is likely to be controlled by the evil soul skill that kneels down to pick up the mace. He is accumulating soul power and waiting for an opportunity...
He wanted to take advantage of that kid coming up to check, suddenly get violent, and hit him hard. Even if they both died together, it would still be worth their lives.
This tone must be spoken by Haotian Douluo!
Otherwise, I will die in peace.
Tang Hao lay there for a long time without moving.
Lu Xian really didn't think about pretending to be dead because he was too lazy to think about it that much.
Far apart.
"Yeah yeah shit!"
The third soul skill was activated again.
Your mother——
Tang Hao was lying there, his mouth swollen uncomfortably, but he was pretending to be dead, waiting for an opportunity, and could not be exposed...
If it’s not just Ollie, I’ll tolerate it!
"Yeah yeah shit!"
"Oh shit!"
"Shit!" "Shit!"
Grass!
Don’t you have any other fucking moves?
yue——
"I, yue——I will fight with you, yue——!"
Bear with your mother! ! !
Tang Hao couldn't bear it any longer. While vomiting, he took out a silver sledgehammer that was taller than a man, soared into the sky, holding the hammer in both hands, he made a powerful move to chop Huashan.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Xian swung down the wolf-tooth steel needle sword in his right hand, and his second soul skill was 100% activated with his bare hands.
Tang Hao, who had just jumped into the air, threw the silver-white sledgehammer raised above his head. The nine soul rings that had just appeared on his body were held back again. Then he bent his knees and made a "plop" from an altitude of more than ten meters. , hit the ground heavily, and began to slide forward.
His whole face was now deformed. You must know that there were countless nails stuck into his knees at this time.
Once again, Tang Hao's palm turned into a hornet's nest again. The fine blood holes and the bloody flowers sizzling out all told the miserable things he had experienced.
"Eat me in prison and hit me with the big fang head!"
With a bang, the steel needle of the mace in his left hand was embedded in Tang Hao's brain. This time, his eyes were bulging out of their sockets, scarlet red as if they were going to explode on the spot.
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Lu Xian was still worried, fearing that he wouldn't die, so he pulled out the mace embedded in his head and hit him seven or eight times with bang bang bang bang forcefully, until his head was smashed into his chest. Only then did he throw away the severely deformed mace, withdraw his martial spirit and suppress it, ending this thrilling battle!
As Tang Hao's body fell into the mud with a plop, Lu Xian also breathed a sigh of relief and put away the few soul bones he exploded. The hot chicken was a little spicy, but he could also sell some gold soul coins.
"The strength of Titled Douluo is indeed terrifying. I didn't expect that he could be so... resistant to being beaten."
"Fortunately, I am more skilled!"
"I, Lu Xian, am today's strength only because of my own hard work and persistence!"
Lu Xian was a little proud that a strong man like Tang Hao had been killed by him, so he asked, "Return!" have! ! who! ! !
"Huh?"
He noticed Shushu's gaze and turned his head to look in the direction of the hut.
The missing door frame of the hut was now moving up and down, with two heads sticking out, silently observing him for who knows how long.
Seeing his glance coming over, Ning Rongrong was so frightened that she immediately retracted her head.
This man is so cruel and terrifying.
He actually used a mace to forcefully knock the head of a titled Douluo into his chest. This is a devil!
Woohoo~ She really wants to go home...
Zhu Zhuqing looked calm, nodded to him from a distance, returned to the house and led the horse over.
Only then did Lu Xian suddenly realize that a touch of fish belly white had appeared on the horizon, and the rustling light rain had almost stopped, leaving only a few swaying raindrops.
It's dawn.
"Aren't you going to ask anything?"
She shook her head, "I don't want to ask. The more powerful you are, the safer I will be. You won't hurt me anyway."
"Tsk! I just like your temperament."
Lu Xian smiled and took the reins of the horse, turned over and stretched out his hand with a gentle smile, "I passed by the city of Notting in Fasno Province today and I want to give you a gift!"
She blinked her beautiful eyes, took his hand and kissed the little black horse.
Two figures rode away quickly on little black horses in the first ray of dawn on the horizon.
As for Ning Rongrong, you know, a real man never looks back at an ordinary person.
Thanks to brother Xiao Lei Xue (or is it my sister?) for the reward. I also want to make more updates, but my strength really doesn’t allow it. I rummage through nearly a thousand abstract memes every day, and then select the ones I need to use and code them into the plot. Try your best to make this chapter interesting and reasonable. It is really not that easy. Two chapters a day is the limit, unless one day the inspiration suddenly bursts, and then there may be an extra chapter to be saved.
The current pursuit is 1800+, and the real pursuit is 900+. The PK recommendation is that the first and second rounds should be stable. I am currently playing the first round, and there is a certain probability of getting into the third and fourth rounds. After that, it will be Sanjiang. I have not been in it for so long since I wrote the book. Sanjiang, the brother who wants to raise books Brother, I beg you that the new book period has passed. Please read it after it is on the shelf. The early stage of the recommendation position is so important. My dream is to go to Sanjiang. I should read it every day, especially on Tuesday when the PK results of the recommendation position are announced. I must pursue it. Xiaopujie would like to say thank you first!
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