Chapter 102 Who is your brother
When Tang Hao saw that the other party did not answer his question, his face suddenly darkened, and his murderous intent suddenly surged.
"Don't tell me, right? When I capture you, I will naturally find a way to make you say it."
"Killing God Realm!"
Invisible murderous aura surged out from Tang Hao's body, condensing a layer of light red mist in the air.
The light red mist quickly spread to the surroundings, covering a radius of more than ten miles in the blink of an eye.
Although Tang Hao was filled with hatred at this moment, he did not lose his mind because of it.
He knows very well that if the other party is really related to Li Ling, then the other party will definitely use that move that he can't forget to this day, which can dissolve the soul skill in an instant.
Tang Hao didn't dare to gamble, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing if the soul ring exploded by then, and he used all his strength to strike, only to be neutralized effortlessly by the other party.
He drove the God of Death Domain, held the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, stepped out in one step, and flew towards the Xueqing River at high speed.
"Chaos Cloak Hammer Method"
Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer, causing bursts of howling wind, and struck Xue Qinghe one after another.
His movements were extremely fast, and in just a few breaths he had already struck out more than a dozen hammers in a row.
The expression on Xue Qinghe's face remained unchanged, and he always maintained a faint smile. The ice blue long sword in his hand slashed out one sword after another calmly, easily and freely defusing Tang Hao's attacks again and again.
"Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, is this all he has?"
Xue Qinghe's face couldn't help but reveal a bit of contempt and sarcasm, and even a hint of disappointment.
I thought that Tang Hao, the titled Douluo who was known as the most powerful person in the soul master world, could kill his own father. What kind of strong man would he be.
Unexpectedly, it was only these two moments, which really made her a little disappointed, and also made her feel a little aggrieved that her father Qian Xunji died.
bite! bite! Ding.
The crisp metal chirping sound kept ringing, and Xue Qinghe easily deflected every attack from Tang Hao, his figure as erratic as a fairy.
On the other hand, Tang Hao was obviously out of breath and sweating on his forehead. His seemingly crazy and fierce attacks, each strike stronger than the last, were always received by Xue Qinghe easily and effortlessly.
"Why, are you planning to defeat me in this way?"
Xue Qinghe looked indifferent, with a little disdain and sarcasm in his eyes.
The more Tang Hao fought, the more frightened he became. Although he had not yet reached the strongest blow of the Luan Cloak Hammer Technique, the opponent had only activated one martial soul so far, not even the soul ring. Obviously, he had not used his full strength either. .
How did he know that Xue Qinghe didn't even activate the martial spirit? She just took out the sword in the angel martial spirit.
In Tang Hao's panic, his offensive became faster and more fierce, and the number of random cloak hammering skills quickly increased to ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers.
"Nine-nine returns to one!"
Tang Hao shouted loudly, held the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, and swung it out with all his strength.
Rumble——
The earth trembled, sand and rocks flew, and the entire space seemed to be unable to withstand this terrifying force and began to vibrate violently.
Thunder and lightning were raging, electric light was beating in the air, and the pressure generated by the falling of the Clear Sky Hammer caused the surrounding space to seem to begin to twist and deform, and the invisible energy mechanism firmly locked Xue Qinghe.
"The final wind is violent!"
Xue Qinghe slashed out with his sword, and suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, the sky was dark, the sky was dark, the wind was strong, and there was lightning and thunder.
The violent gray air flow turned into gray wind blades all over the sky, intertwined into a dense network of attacks, tore through the sky, and rolled towards Tang Hao in a dense manner.
Boom——
It was like thousands of thunders exploding at the same time, deafening, and the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth resounding resounded throughout the sky. The two powerful attacks collided and immediately set off a huge wave. The strong shock wave spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, flowers, plants and trees were destroyed, and the ground was covered with dense and deep pits.
"Poof——"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tang Hao's body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, hitting the mountain peak a hundred meters away, creating a deep crater on the towering mountain peak.
Dust and smoke filled the air, and gravel flew everywhere.
"Ahem."
Tang Hao wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, jumped out of the pit with difficulty, looked up at the Xueqing River not far away, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
I saw Xue Qinghe unscathed, still dressed in flowing clothes, standing not far away with a sword in a calm manner, looking at him indifferently, as if the terrifying attack just now did not hurt him at all.
"How is it possible? How can the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire be so strong?"
Tang Hao was extremely shocked. He stared at Xue Qinghe with his eyes filled with disbelief.
Since Li Ling appeared, he found that the whole world seemed to have become strange.
That's just Li Ling who appeared out of nowhere. After all, he was a Titled Douluo from Jiuhong. It was reasonable that he could beat me to the point where I couldn't fight back.
How come now even a mere prince from the Tiandou royal family can beat him to the point where he is unable to fight back.
How come there are so many peerless geniuses in the world? How come one person can easily defeat himself, the most talented disciple in the history of Haotian Sect, without opening a soul ring?
Is this still the world I know, is I still a Titled Douluo?
Could it be the reason for that technique?
It must be, it must be the reason for that weird technique.
Otherwise, given Prince Tiandou's age, he would not be able to beat himself, a level 97 super Douluo, so easily even if he started practicing in his mother's womb.
I don’t know if Xiaosan has learned that technique.
Xue Qinghe walked towards Tang Hao slowly, shook his head and sighed softly.
"I just wanted to have fun with you and use you to relieve my boredom. Who knew you turned out to be Tang Hao."
"If you only have this strength, then I'm sorry, you may have to die here today."
She slowly raised the sword in her hand, and was about to strike in the direction of Tang Hao, when suddenly an extremely familiar voice came into her ears.
"Keep a man under the sword!"
Xue Qinghe's body trembled slightly and he looked for voice.
In the direction of Tiandou City, a light cyan stream of light crossed the sky and landed in front of her.
Seeing this figure, Xue Qinghe's deep eyes instantly brightened, and he subconsciously blurted out a call.
"Brother!"
Li Ling, who had just landed, couldn't help but his face darkened, he stumbled, couldn't lift his breath, and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
CNM, who do you call brother?
Who is your brother? I am your father.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward and slapped her on the head.
"Who do you call brother? No one is big or small."
(End of chapter)