Chapter 294 The Poisonous Little Devil (First update, 3000 words, please subscribe!)
"What kind of magic did you use!" Tang San was horrified.
It was like a bucket of ice water poured over my head, and all the anger in my heart was extinguished in an instant.
He could never have imagined that even though he had given his all, he would be easily killed by Fang Ling who didn't even activate his soul ring.
Blood was spurting everywhere, muscles were tangled, veins were bulging, and the swollen dark golden hammer head covered with magic patterns gave people a feeling of irresistible dominance and invincibility.
This is what Tang San looked like just now.
The momentum is rising, and he is full of confidence, as if no one can stop him in the road ahead.
But to the opponent Ling, he only looked fierce, but was nothing more than a silver-plated gun tip that looked good but was useless.
The contrast between momentum and result made Tang San look like a funny clown.
After all, who could have imagined that the Clear Sky Hammer with six ten thousand year soul rings attached to it, under the force of ten thousand pounds when fully activated, could not even withstand a casual blow.
The shameful thing is that he didn't even force out his spirit ring! Fang Ling simply relied on his unparalleled strength and the fusion of spirit and soul power to suppress him.
Tang San actually felt his body trembling for no apparent reason.
At the moment of collision with the sickle, a fighting will that dominated the world directly and madly invaded his mind, instantly suppressing the cold murderous intent.
He didn't have the slightest desire to resist.
After two years of hard training by the pond, Tang San was able to completely control his own strength and had never lost control of his martial spirit.
However, this situation, which had never happened before, happened again at this time.
Tang San was extremely frightened. His mental defenses were broken by this blow and he dared not face Fang Ling again.
"What a powerful force!" Even though Tang Hao was still seriously injured, he was still a title holder and saw more than his son.
Fang Ling defeated Tang San easily without any tricks. He followed the upright and righteous path, which was the simplest and most powerful way of breaking all laws with force.
Crush the enemy at the point where the Clear Sky Hammer has the greatest advantage.
This is pure, unbearable ferocious force from above, which would be very uncomfortable even if one were to face it oneself.
But how can it be so strong?
Tang Hao couldn't understand it.
The two were close to a falling out, but Fang Ling ignored his exclamation and continued to taunt Tang San who had just gotten up: "You lost your mind after being defeated by me and started talking nonsense."
"Demon magic? I used the strongest attack of the Clear Sky Hammer to defeat you head-on in the direction you were most confident in!"
"You can't even face failure, what kind of genius are you!"
"You!" Tang San's speech became a little unsound.
There wasn't much color change on his face of keloids, but there were small cracks between the scars that were bleeding. More blood could be seen flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with blood again.
The soul power in his body was a little disordered, his breath was unstable, and murderous intent was radiating randomly.
It's quite fun to piss off Tang San.
"Xiao San, step back first!"
Tang Hao was somewhat disappointed with his son's mentality.
In his opinion, even if Mount Tai is collapsing before your eyes, you should not show your joy on your face, because a good attitude can enable you to go further.
Tang San nodded and walked away in a daze.
Next, this place will turn into a battlefield, and he will not be able to participate in it.
"Tang Hao, what do you mean? Are you not pretending anymore?" Fang Ling calmly spun the sickle in his hand and called him by his name.
The atmosphere in the field seemed extremely solemn for a moment.
"Did you figure it out?" Tang Hao's pupils shrank.
Then why was Fang Ling the only one who followed?
Where is Dugu Bo?
Fang Ling stared at him as if he were a fool: "Is there anything you can't see?"
"The bumps on Tang San's body cannot be repaired by healing spirit masters. I am the only one in the world who has spirit bones that can regenerate broken limbs."
Tang Hao could see the obvious contempt in Fang Ling's eyes, as if he was calling him stupid.
He was extremely angry and shouted, "How dare you come here? You are just a Soul Saint, how dare you come to face me!"
Looking at Fang Ling, the huge Clear Sky Hammer has appeared in Tang Hao's hand.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.
Nine soul rings emerged and slowly revolved around the body.
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer is different from Tang San's. It is bigger, more domineering, and heavier.
The pure black appearance is as majestic as a mountain, and its powerful force seems enough to cover mountains and fill the sea.
Without the need for any spirit ring bonus, the hammer naturally exudes an unparalleled ferocity.
The white lines in the Killing God's domain are more complicated than Tang San's.
"Rat." Fang Ling called him a contemptuous nickname.
Anyway, my true intentions have been exposed, so I just call you a rat, what can you do to me?
"I can feel the murderous intent towards me surging in your heart, so just come and kill me to get what you want."
Faced with this disrespectful address, Tang Hao wanted to take action directly, but seemed to remember something and paused for a moment: "What do you want?"
As if he suddenly understood, he asked anxiously:
"Where is the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone? Did you take it away, Ah Yin?"
"If it has anything to do with you, tell me and I'll let you die more easily later."
Fang Ling shrugged and challenged:
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the 100,000-year soul bone is in my right leg. It is also because of your wife's soul bone that I was able to repair my broken leg."
"The time I obtained the soul bone was when you were on your way to Shrek!"
Tang Hao's knuckles turned white as he held the Clear Sky Hammer, and his bulging muscles trembled slightly, as if he was ready to strike.
Not hearing any news about Ah Yin, he suppressed his urge to kill Fang Ling immediately and asked, "What did you do to Ah Yin?"
"...Your wife is so great." Fang Ling thought for a moment, blinked twice, and licked his lips deliberately.
Seeing Tang Hao was stunned, he added: "Of course, I mean the soul bones, don't let your imagination run wild."
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, an evil and weird smile appeared on the face of the exiled immortal, giving people a frightening feeling.
Although he said not to think too much, how could Tang Hao not think too much when he saw these tiny movements? He almost instantly understood what these movements meant.
"You ate Ah Yin?" Tang Hao's voice was trembling, like a volcano about to erupt, or like the calm sea.
The surging soul power was out of control, and the surrounding weeds were instantly crushed into a ball of mud.
Even Tang San had to go further at this time.
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Fang Ling didn't say anything, but kept an intriguing smile on his face: "How about you guess?"
"Speaking of which, the 100,000-year soul bone was not properly kept and was left in a place where no one was guarding it."
"I really want to thank you!"
This seemingly sincere thanks made Tang Hao so angry that he exploded. When Tang San heard it, he wanted to rush over and hack Fang Ling to death with a single blow.
Tang Hao guessed that Ah Yin was dead.
A Yin is dead!
He was actually eaten by Fang Ling, a bastard who deserves to be cut into pieces and tortured to death?
Being transformed into a seed had already separated the couple, and now they were even more separated forever! Tang Hao couldn't accept this result, his pupils suddenly shrank and trembled, his spirit ring flashed, and he actually directly activated his martial spirit body.
"I want you to die--!"
Tang Hao's angry roar resounded throughout the area.
As the seventh soul ring flashed, the huge black Clear Sky Hammer behind him suddenly blossomed. Intense black light surged and the huge Clear Sky Hammer stretched out in the wind and unexpectedly became a hundred meters long.
The huge hammer head looks like a small mountain.
Red lines emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer.
The only 100,000-year red soul ring from Ah Yin on his body suddenly lit up, and the black hammer instantly turned completely red.
"Oh, are you angry because of shame?" Facing such a powerful attack, Fang Ling just smiled slightly, "The person in the dark is still watching, aren't you going to come out?"
"You little thief, die!" As soon as the words fell, another roar filled with murderous intent came from the void.
A burly figure also holding a Clear Sky Hammer came attacking from another direction.
It was Tang Xiao.
After hearing the news about Ayin, I couldn't help but run out.
He and his brother had originally agreed that if Fang Ling could not be captured in a short period of time, he would take action just in case.
But now, not only was his fault, but Fang Ling's words also provoked him to the point of madness.
Ah Yin is his younger brother's wife.
He was unrequited love, and he never forgot her, which was unethical, but no matter what, Tang Xiao loved Ah Yin as deeply as Tang Hao! So he almost used up all his strength at this time, except for the "Great Sumeru Hammer Secret: Exploding Ring", which he used almost everything else.
The overbearing and overwhelming pressure was about to sweep across the universe and cleanse the world. Tang San, who was watching the battle from afar, had to retreat again and again in order to escape.
He was extremely excited. Is this the real power that the Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Hammer possessed?
The endless sky seemed to be shaking, as if the gods were sending down divine punishment, and the air in this area was drastically compressed.
Tang San was sure that Fang Ling would die under these two attacks.
"Interesting." Fang Ling raised his eyes slightly.
He didn't even blink when faced with the angry hammer that was almost going to beat him into a meat patty or a mince paste.
Even though the Silver Emperor Flash was not used, his body movements were no joke.
With just a tap of his toes, his body turned into light, like a flash of lightning, and Fang Ling easily escaped the attack of the two people.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's soul power lock was completely useless.
How can he escape? Tang San secretly hated himself. He was already locked in place, how could he escape?
He saw Fang Ling's mysterious steps.
The profound operation of soul power reminded him of Fang Ling, who had only one leg, struggling to practice moving when he was in Notting College.
At that time, he could only learn to walk by imitating the tricks of the puppet show "The Mysterious Case of Ghost". He never thought that he could actually learn something from it.
If you steal my Tang Sect’s classics, you will be sentenced to death!
For the sake of Tang Sect, Tang San gained a lot of courage.
In the field, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were stunned.
They were all filled with rage, their blood boiling and they attacked with all their might, so naturally they couldn't contain their strength.
In order to avoid the mistake of one's own people hurting one's own people, the two men staggered in time and spun several times on the spot before releasing their power.
Fang Ling did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. He clapped his hands happily as if he was watching a monkey show. He had no awareness of being attacked at all. He praised, "Not bad, not bad. The acrobatics are very good."
"Even without the whip, it can still spin like a top. You have mastered the essence of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique. You are truly worthy of being the 'Haotian Twin Stars' of the Haotian Sect!"
The two brothers were so angry that they couldn't say a word. This damn kid has such a vicious mouth.
(End of this chapter)
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