The wild laughter was extremely harsh.
This is not only true for Shuifeng, but also for all soul masters.
In the minds of all spirit masters, Tang San has changed from a young man with amazing potential to a man with abnormal thoughts...
madman!
right!
This is a lunatic!
Still a madman who wants to drag them all to hell!
If before, they could have pretended that it had nothing to do with them and let Shui Feng, a Contra, fight with the other party...
So now...
They must kill this madman here!
Regardless of casualties!
And as fast as possible!
In this way, Shui Feng, the Contra, can free up his hands to prevent the defense line from being torn apart.
Leave a way for them all to survive!
therefore...
Although Tang San's Ghost Shadow Tracing Steps had indeed reached a new level, and he could indeed dodge a large number of soul skills; but when every soul master faced a life-and-death crisis, they would rush forward without fear of death and try to kill him. At this time, Tang San would inevitably lose his fortune.
What's more, he had to devote part of his mind to holding Shui Feng while dodging!
"Stop it, mistress!"
"If this continues, everyone will die!"
A familiar voice reached Tang San's ears. He turned his head and glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who was shouting hoarsely. A trace of unspeakable resentment and disgust flashed in his eyes.
Moving sideways again, dodging a huge ice pick, the movements in Tang San's hands changed slightly; then, with a look of disbelief on his face, Yu Xiaogang saw a cloud of black needles shooting towards him!
The fishy smell wafted in the wind.
Even if you can't see clearly, you can guess that it is quenched with poison.
certainly...
Even if the poison is not quenched, Yu Xiaogang's cultivation and strength cannot withstand these incoming hidden weapons.
Yu Xiaogang naturally knew this.
Therefore, with a hint of despair, he gave up the unnecessary evasive action.
First, he knew Tang San's methods.
Even if he dodges, he can't get away.
Secondly, his dream was shattered.
From his personal point of view, no matter what, he would not tolerate a disciple who attempted to kill his master to remain by his side.
As for the other party...
This behavior is already showing him: There is no relationship between you and me!
They all showed up to kill their masters...
Is there anything more to say?
Fortunately, a flame shot out from the side and stood in front of the frustrated Yu Xiaogang, forming a scorching wall of fire that melted the incoming hidden weapons into a pool of molten iron.
Technique is technique.
Material is material.
It is normal for these flying needles, which are not very well made, to be melted by the flames.
With widened eyes, Liu Erlong looked at Tang San with a faint murderous intent in the middle, who was being besieged by everyone and turned into a ghost to dodge back and forth.
"I'm going to kill him!"
As he spoke, Liu Erlong directly gave up resting and recovering his soul power, and transformed into a phantom to join the lineup besieging Tang San; he did not see Yu Xiaogang behind him hesitantly extending his hand...
It seemed that he wanted to stay, and he also seemed to want to say something to Liu Erlong.
But no matter which one it was, Yu Xiaogang's backbone, which had been discounted by reality early on, supported him to choose another better way of handling it-leaving the scene without saying a word.
Even if you enter the beast tide...
It's definitely better than staying here and facing the end of death and no life after a while.
after all...
A titled Douluo personally targeted him, and he could not imagine the possibility of a chance of survival!
not to mention...
Tang San has already turned against him!
It's a pity that Yu Xiaogang's thoughts can only stay in his mind after all...
And it stays in my mind forever...
after all...
How could a titled Douluo allow a great soul master that his son wanted to kill to escape? !
Especially since this Titled Douluo is also an extremely protective Titled Douluo!
He never realized that his good teacher had run away; nor did he realize that a man wearing a black robe and smelling of alcohol was silently watching him not far away...
Tang San took a moment to glance at the deputy director of Shenfeng Academy who was spilling blood in the sky. With a slightly crazy smile and voice, he laughed at the spirit masters who were desperately besieging him and said:
"Your death has come!"
Most of the individual soul masters noticed something, and their expressions changed drastically and they began to collapse; only a few soul masters could still maintain their original attack capabilities, and continued to besiege the madman in the middle with their eyes red.
This is the current situation of individual soul masters being uneven.
It's totally up to my heart.
A lot of people still have reason, but there are also a lot of people with emotions.
In other words, the individual soul master only believes in his own choice when faced with life and death, and never obeys the orders of others.
Even if this order was given by a Contra...
There is no way to stop their desire for survival.
Very realistic.
But this reality made Shui Feng almost break his silver teeth out of breath.
After looking at the slippery lunatic opposite, at the scattered soul masters who were currently fleeing, and at the deputy dean of Shenfeng Academy who could no longer hold up, Shui Feng finally made up his mind.
"Everyone stop it!"
At the same time as the voice came out, Shui Feng endured the pain of the martial soul's backlash and had once again activated his martial soul's true form, which was on the verge of being broken.
Powerful pressure spread out, causing the chaotic scene to quickly become quiet.
Swallowing the blood that surged up in his mouth, Shui Feng couldn't help but groan.
But she didn't hesitate, but looked at Tang San not far away who was slowing down and already restrained with strong killing intent.
The huge martial spirit avatar aimed at Tang San's direction and slammed down with unstoppable force.
In Tang San's eyes, it was like a water curtain covering the sky and the sun was falling on him!
There is no way to avoid it!
There is no escape!
Those hidden weapons that he was proud of looked like a bunch of ridiculous toys in front of this water curtain that blocked the sky and the sun.
Don't talk about blocking or delaying...
We can't even buy him time to escape!
Staring intently at Shui Feng not far away, whose face was pale and whose spirit body was extremely dim, Tang San despaired and at the same time couldn't help but laugh crazily.
"How long can you last?!"
"You talk too much!"
Shui Feng didn't have any unnecessary nonsense. After replying briefly, the water curtain had already arrived in front of Tang San, reflecting Tang San's distorted face.
That's the end of it!
Most soul masters think so.
There are even many soul masters who have just fled and are thinking about how to find a suitable excuse to return to the team...
After all, your life deserves respect.
And it is more precious than things like face.
But I didn't expect...
A giant hammer came from across the sky and smashed the water curtain in front of Tang San!
Then, with the sky full of scarlet blood mist and dazzling thunder and lightning, it suddenly hit Shui Feng's Wu Hun Zhen, who was already on the verge of being broken!
Click! ! !
A crisp breaking sound sounded.
The huge martial spirit avatar exploded suddenly, and the huge fragments slowly turned into nothingness in mid-air. Only the pale-faced Shui Feng, who was almost unconscious, fell down from the mid-air as if she had lost all her strength. It hit Shui Yue'er and Shui Bing'er below.
The sudden shocking change not only shocked Tang San, but also made the expressions of many individual soul masters who had just changed their minds change greatly.
You know, even if Shuifeng is very weak now, it can be seen that he is very weak; but...
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse!
The martial soul avatar activated by a Soul Douluo, no matter how weak or on the verge of being broken, is far stronger than the martial soul avatar of an average soul saint!
This is a difference in personality.
This is also why there are very few cases of successful cross-border battles among high-level soul masters!
but...
Just relying on his own martial soul, he smashed the martial soul of a Contra...
A conservative estimate is that the person coming is a Contra!
And there is even a certain possibility that he is a powerful titled Douluo!
But...
Who will be the titled Douluo who uses a hammer?
Most of the casual soul masters looked at a loss. Only a few soul masters seemed to have thought of something. They smiled bitterly and quickly stopped their thoughts.
The red mist gradually faded, and a man wearing a black robe with an unclear face strode over, calmly grabbed the giant hammer that was sunk into the ground, and then lifted the giant hammer with one hand.
Strong murderous intent emanated from the moment the giant hammer lifted off the ground. Many weaker soul masters even noticed the small openings that were constantly opening on their skin!
With pure murderous intent, substantial harm can be caused...
Who the hell is this boss?
Only Tang San looked at the black-robed man in front of him suspiciously. He smelled the faint smell of alcohol on the other man's body, and seemed to realize something. A trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he immediately tried out with surprise and joy:
"May I ask you are..."
Calmly throwing the head in his hand to the ground, the man calmly pulled off his hood, and the face of a slovenly middle-aged man, full of vicissitudes of life, appeared in everyone's sight.
"Xiao San, it's dad."
Tang Hao said this with a rare and slightly stiff smile on his face.
"But...you are not..."
Tang San couldn't react for a moment. He stood there blankly, looking at the familiar man in front of him, and subconsciously asked hesitantly.
Although Tang San's words were not clear, Tang Hao quickly understood what Tang San meant.
Smiling, Tang Hao stretched out his hand and rubbed Tang San's head like he did when he was a child. Then, he looked around at the many soul masters with inexplicable expressions around him and asked lightly:
"Xiao San, do you know what dad's name is?"
"of course I know."
Tang San nodded affirmatively, and then seemed to realize something. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Tang Hao in front of him in disbelief.
Tang Hao!
It's a common name!
But no one can deny that one of the owners with many names is a titled Douluo who is famous throughout the continent!
Haotian Douluo——Tang Hao!
Tang San had naturally heard of this name.
But all this time, I have never thought about it deliberately.
Perhaps, in his impression, his father was just an ordinary blacksmith.
But when the facts were put in front of him...
Thinking of Tang Hao's sudden disappearance back then, and then thinking of his twin martial souls, and then thinking of the blacksmithing skills that Tang Hao gave him before setting off...
Everything seems to point to a common and most incredible result:
His father is Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!
Seeing the look of understanding in Tang San's eyes, Tang Hao didn't say anything more, but slowly focused his gaze on the pale-faced Shui Feng.
"Do you know your guilt?"
Hearing this sentence of accountability, Shui Feng, who was already seriously injured and coughing up blood, almost didn't choke on his own blood.
The slap in the face came so unexpectedly that she really didn't expect it.
But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
However, sometimes, when someone is under the roof, even if he chooses to bow his head, the other person will not let him go.
Weakly leaning on Shui Yue'er and Shui Bing'er, Shui Feng's lips trembled violently for a few times. In the end, she did not answer Tang Hao's question. Instead, she sighed to Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er who were crying:
"Feel sorry..."
The two sides have formed a deadly feud.
Either she dies or the madman dies.
Since the lunatic cannot die, even if she apologizes, she cannot escape the fate of death.
not to mention...
Even if she apologizes, the other party will not allow her two daughters to live.
She believed that most soul masters would understand the principle of eradicating the roots.
But even so, she still wanted to know...
"May I ask your surname?"
Squinting his eyes, Shui Feng weakly spat out these words.
If your skills are not as good as others, there is nothing you can do.
But at least she doesn't want to die without even knowing her opponent's name!
Tang San on the side glanced disdainfully at the woman who was about to die, sneered, and took the initiative to answer for Tang Hao:
"You talk too much!"
"This is what you just said!"
"Now I give it back to you, I guess you don't have any objections..."
"right?!"
The bright red lips twitched slightly, but Shui Feng didn't say anything in the end. She just made up her mind in her heart and would never let this lunatic taint her body and her daughter's body.
This is not unfounded.
There are indeed some soul masters with abnormal thinking who will do such outrageous things.
So, just in case, she was mentally prepared in advance.
pity...
Looking at her two daughters supporting her, Shui Feng couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Unfortunately, this choice is too cruel for Bing'er and Yue'er...
Looking at Shui Feng, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, the malice in Tang San's eyes dissipated a little.
Great revenge must be avenged.
The hatred in my heart will naturally be much less.
but...
"I don't know if she has any objections..."
"But as a titled Douluo, I don't even dare to leave a name..."
"Tang Hao, you are really getting better and better as you live!"
Faint words suddenly sounded along with chuckles, and the joy in Tang San's eyes suddenly solidified, and then turned into hysterical madness.
"Lu Yuan, you bastard, do you dare to come out in front of my father?!"
"You just dare to be like a mouse, hiding in a dark place forever, jumping out from time to time and biting me hard!"
In the horrified eyes of everyone, a figure walked out of the void and stood calmly in front of Shui Feng, opposite Tang San and Tang Hao. There was no sign of anger at all, but he retorted with a smile. :
"No no no!"
"You're not entirely right."
"If you thought I was a mouse six years ago..."
"Then I'd like to thank you for looking at me."
"After all, to Haotian Douluo at that time, I could only be regarded as an ant on the roadside."
"but now..."
"As a human being, I have no interest in biting an unknown wild dog again."
"It's like I'm here today."
"Civilization made me give up drinking Maoru blood."
"Civilization taught me how to cook dog meat."
"Barbecue, braise, or steam..."
Slowly, he took off the bamboo hat made of silk by Tianmeng Iceworm, and took off his coir raincoat made of various dragon scales. On one side, he stuffed these things into his own little world. On the other hand, Lu Yuan Smiling, he looked at Tang San with a distorted face not far away, and slowly added:
"I have never tried the above three methods of making dog meat..."
"I hope you can help me fulfill my wish to cook with my own hands."
"how do you feel?"
Fresh ingredients are often more difficult to catch.
For this reason, he must be careful to prevent the precious equipment on his body from being damaged.
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