Chapter 32 Dragon God’s Claws, tearing apart martial souls with bare hands [Please collect, please read]
"They are the unparalleled pride of our Haotian Sect. I naturally know our pride."
At this time, the Great Elder did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and stared at Fu Ye with his sinister eyes.
"They tried to destroy my shop again and again, so I brought my pets to destroy your sect. I thought you wouldn't refuse."
Fu Ye looked at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao shivering in the corner, and he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.
Presumably after being tortured by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, they had a long memory.
But you still have to come when you should visit. After all, the first time you can say they are ignorant, but the second time it is a clear provocation.
If Sword Douluo wasn't here, his store and employees would probably not end well.
Fu Ye became angrier as he thought about this.
"Haha, I don't care what kind of store you are, even if you smash the Wuhun Palace, you won't be able to get even half a cent from our Haotian Sect!"
Fu Ye ignored the great elder who only had level 93 soul power, but looked in the direction of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.
"You two come before me now, kowtow three times, and the fun between us will be over."
Fu Ye's voice was very soft, and at this time, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's eyes were full of anger after hearing Fu Ye's words.
But, there is no way, they really can't defeat this monster Fu Ye!
If the sect's hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed because of the two of them, they would not be able to live in peace even if they died.
Next, the dramatic first scene appears! When the Great Elder saw that Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who were known as the unparalleled pride of their sect, actually wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the young man in front of them.
The next moment, a tyrannical force directly knocked the two of them out!
"You two losers! Why did our Haotian Sect have you two cowards who are willing to kneel down to a young man!"
The Great Elder looked extremely angry. Tang Hao and Tang Xiao wanted to say something, but in the end they both kept their mouths shut.
After all, they didn't think highly of Fu Ye at first, but in the end, the other party suppressed the two of them unable to move just by relying on his breath.
That kind of terrifying pressure was something that neither of them, the two recognized most powerful geniuses in the Haotian Sect, had ever felt.
The great elder was furious. At this time, his martial soul's true form had not dissipated. A cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a huge hammer that covered the sky and the sun hit Fu Ye without any warning at the next moment.
"Haotian's secret skill, Ling Tian's strike!"
Seeing that the other party did not follow martial ethics, Fu Ye stopped trying to reason with him!
"Shen Nian Sword Box, come out!"
As Fu Ye finished speaking, a square sword box wrapped in nine colors appeared beside him. The entire sword box looked like a piece of beautiful jade.
There are nine sword shadows of different shapes engraved on it, and each sword shadow carries a completely different ultimate aura.
"Spark."
Seeing that the opponent's Haotian Sect under the true form of Wuhun was about to fall on Fu Ye, the next moment a long sword carrying the terrifying fire element roared out!
"Buzz!!"
However, the remaining three opponents also launched an offensive at this moment.
"The water is cold!"
"Peach God!"
"Zhenyue!"
In the Divine Sword Box, three divine swords were unsheathed again! They faced off against the second elder, fourth elder and fifth elder of Haotian Sect respectively!
"Qiang!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The four divine swords seemed to have self-awareness and poured out their sword intent crazily. The power of their ultimate attributes made the four people facing them miserable!
You must know that Fu Ye is currently launching an offensive solely relying on martial arts and does not use soul rings.
With nothing to do, Fu Ye watched them and his martial arts ink there like a normal person. At this time, the dark evil evil tiger that turned into a black dog used his little dog head to go back and forth at Fu Ye's feet. Friction.
"Bang!"
"Ouch~~"
After one kick, the dog finally stopped, lying motionless like its dead father.
Looking back at the still anxious battlefield and the scarred appearance of the four elders of Haotian Sect, Fu Ye couldn't bear it.
"Tianhong, Zhufeng, Leiji, Ningguang, Dark Scale, go." The remaining five divine swords came out together. In less than a moment, the remaining four elders of the Haotian Sect were unable to withstand it. However, some people just couldn't resist. It's worthy of sympathy, he has tried his best to hold back, but the other party is still thinking of sneak attack on him.
"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul!"
"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul!"
"Hammer technique, mess up the cloak!"
That's right, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao asked them to attack Fu Ye secretly under the instructions of the Great Elder. Although they refused in their hearts, they did not have the right to make a decision now.
But in Fu Ye's eyes, their weak attacks couldn't break his defense even if he stood here.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty.
The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique implements all the force-generating techniques in Haotian Jiujue, and was created by the former sect leader Tang Chen.
It can be said that the quality of the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit is very good, but without these secrets that Tang Chen understood, they are just a group of powerful and talented blacksmiths.
"Sixteen."
"Boom!"
"Thirty-two."
"Boom!!"
"Forty-eight."
"Boom!!!"
"Sixty-four."
"Boom!!!"
"Eighty."
"Boom!!!!"
For Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, Fu Ye used one hand after another. The punch they had accumulated for a long time was not as good as the punch he casually threw.
He said that his punch weighed more than 300 tons. Can you bear it?
"The ninety-nine are in one, the cloaks are in disorder!"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were already in despair at this time. Fu Ye in front of them did nothing. Every time they easily neutralized their attacks, and each of their attacks disappeared without a trace as if they were stuck in a quagmire. trace.
Only now did they know how powerful Fu Ye was!
But not just the two of them, each of the four elders at this time had two divine swords pressed against their throats. If they made the slightest move, blood would be splattered on the spot!
They just watched as the two peerless geniuses of their sect hit the young man in front of them with hammer after hammer, and then were easily blocked by the opponent with their hands.
(Ahem, let’s talk about it here. The artifacts in Dou Yi’s setting are usually 18,000 kilograms, which even Extreme Douluo Bo Saixi can’t lift. In Dou San, Tang Wulin’s strength is almost 20 in the later stage. Ten thousand kilograms, which is equivalent to one hundred and fifty tons. The protagonist possesses the full version of the Dragon God's bloodline and martial spirit, and his strength is twice that of Tang Wulin. It should be reasonable)
"Is this your strongest strength? You are really weak."
Fu Ye's palms turned into nine-color dragon claws, and as the two Haotian Hammers fell rapidly, he heard a buzzing sound and the sound of items breaking.
"Buzz!!! Click."
In the horrified eyes of the four elders, Fu Ye actually tore the martial spirits of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao into pieces with his bare hands!
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who were the pride of the Haotian Sect, spat out a mouthful of bright red blood after their spirits shattered.
At this time, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was still lying leisurely at Fu Ye's feet. After looking at the frightened appearance of the group of humble humans in front of him, he felt extremely comfortable!
Fortunately, he surrendered early. Although he lost his intestines and balls, he is now living extremely well.
You can act coquettishly and act cute when you have nothing to do, but there is no need to talk about cultivation or anything like that.
As long as his master is happy one day, he will have "dog food" (hundred-thousand-year-old soul bones) to eat, and one bone can cover ten thousand years of hard work!
This book is expected to be completed with two to three million words, ranging from Dou 1 to Dou 4. I will tell you the rules for additional updates before it is put on the shelves.
The author would like to thank you all for your support and love!
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