"That's it? What rubbish!" Ju Douluo looked disdainful and glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, "Old ghost, do it!"
"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of wounds, and the hearts of people are heartbroken after the flowers fall." After saying this, the petals of the strange velvet chrysanthemum spirit in the hand fell off, turning into an ice-gold crescent-shaped blade, spinning and rising, forming a huge golden dragon Scroll, attack Tang Hao in the air.
"Ghost hand!" Also rising at the same time was a huge dark blue hand.
"I can't move at all, how is this possible..." His body was still in the air, Tang Hao was shocked in his heart, but he had no choice but to be helpless and furious in his heart.
In Tong Renzhong, he could only glimpse the fingers holding each other like pillars, and then he felt that his body was cold and ice crystals were spreading.
"This cold...how can the ghostly spirit have cold attributes?"
In confusion, the supply of soul power to the body was interrupted, the shadow of the hammer in his hand dissipated, and the body turned into withered ice.
"Puff puff..." The blades approached, ice shards shot out, and then silky blood and flying flesh flew into the air.
"Tang Hao, if you attack guests in front of the Pope's Palace, you will be punished by Ling Chi."
Ju Douluo's voice was sharp and feminine, but at this moment, no one dared to say anything to make fun of him. They just looked up with dull eyes. Tong Ren looked at the figure in the air that was completely wrapped by the blade with a sense of fear.
Flesh and blood sprayed out, as if being beaten, but no sound could be made.
"Gulu...Gulu..." The Adam's apple surged, and my heart was in disbelief.
This was Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, and he was thrown into the trap without the ability to resist like this.
"Brother Hao!" screamed, and then his mind became dizzy, and Tang Yuehua collapsed on the spot.
"Father!" Tang San's eyes were about to burst and his whole body was trembling, but Ning Xiaotian held him tightly.
"Let me go, let me go quickly..." He shouted hoarsely, and his body twisted wildly, but to no avail.
Heh, the only one to blame is your father for being so stupid. Level 92 dared to scream in front of two level 96 titled Douluo... Ning Xiaotian sneered inwardly, his face pretended to be solemn, and he looked at Ju Dou with a slight frown. After Luo and Ghost Douluo consumed the fairy grass, the quality of their martial spirits was no longer the same. Over the years, he has diligently practiced the skills and techniques in the Samsara Collection, and his strength is now different from what it used to be. The two-pole stasis field displayed was not something that Tang Hao, a level 92 titled Douluo, could withstand. No matter how powerful the Great Sumeru Hammer was, it had to be used by humans after all.
What's more, Tang Hao's injuries were not healed in the first place.
The next second, "Ahhhh..." the field dissipated, and screams filled the air.
"The sky is filled with flowers!" Ju Douluo snorted, waving his hands, and the blade formed by countless petals shot out instantly.
"Puff puff puff puff..." They all fell on Tang Hao's body, and his bones were visible.
"Lao Yan flies away!" His fingertips flicked again, and the four blades shot out again.
"Puff! Puff..." The shoulders and thighs on both sides were almost pierced.
"No... don't..." Seeing his father being seriously injured by the Tang Sect's stunt, Tang San's roar became hoarse.
"Peng!" Not bothering to listen to Tang San's incompetent rage and heart-wrenching cry, Ning Xiaotian chopped him unconscious with a knife on the spot.
This move was met with praise and intolerance in the eyes of the onlookers.
Fainting was better than watching his father being executed by Ling Chi. Master Ning Shao did the right thing.
"Pfft." A clear crashing sound came, and the audience who couldn't bear to watch anymore finally turned around.
More than 30 meters away from Ning Xiaotian, a bloody figure was lying silently in a pool of blood.
"Humph, Elder Ju, put away Tang Hao's body. I will take him to pay homage to the teacher someday." Bibi Dong glanced at Tang Hao's body and said in a cold voice, "When the memorial ceremony is over, you can take Tang Hao with you." Return the ashes to Haotian Sect."
"Yes!" Ju Douluo cupped his hands, fanned his nose and stepped forward.
Turning to look at Tang San who was unconscious on the ground with yellow liquid spilling on the ground, Bibi Dong couldn't help but frown slightly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the culprit, Ning Xiaotian, who had already retreated several meters.
Obviously, even he didn't expect this to happen suddenly, and he was blown away by the smell.
With a hint of disgust in his eyes, Bibi Dong turned to look at Ghost Douluo, "Elder Ghost, freeze Tang San and bring him back."
"Yes!" Ghost Douluo cupped his hands and strode forward. With a wave of his hand, a burst of cold air was thrown out, directly turning Tang San into a piece of ice. Then he used his soul power to control it to float to his side, flew to the front of the Pope's Palace, and placed his back in front of Bibi Dong's eyes.
Bibi Dong didn't waste any time and directly slapped the ice wither with her right hand, causing the cracks to immediately spread to Tang San's back.
Immediately, thread-like purple soul power penetrated along the cracks.
Now that her divine examination has come to an end, her strength has reached the peak of level 99, and a small part of her soul power has been converted into Rakshasa power. She controlled the soul power of the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor to cripple the soul of a soul king and destroy it. His soul bone simply shouldn't be too easy.
Not long after, the purple soul power seeped into it and returned to the original path, retracting into Bibi Dong's palm.
The frozen Tang San didn't even let out a scream, the essence of his twin martial souls had been devoured, and the attached soul bones were also destroyed.
"Sect Master Ning, I'll leave this person to you." As he said that, he waved his hand lightly and Bing Biao moved in front of Ning Fengzhi.
"Ning thanked His Majesty the Pope." Ning Fengzhi responded expressionlessly and waved his hand towards Sword Douluo.
Sword Douluo didn't say anything, he stepped forward and waved his hand, the ice suddenly melted, Tang San collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, and he was still unconscious.
The mistress was abolished, was abolished... Yu Xiaogang, who was watching and catching a glimpse of the whole process from a distance, had a deathly expression on his face. Tong Ren had no focus, and the corners of his mouth were trembling and squirming. The next moment, "Poof!" Blood spurted out from his mouth. When he came out, his body immediately went limp.
"Xiao Gang!" Flanders exclaimed and quickly stabilized himself.
"Qin Ming, you will be in charge of the rest." With that, he turned around and left with Yu Xiaogang.
Qin Ming turned to look at the team members who still had a hint of fear on their faces. He didn't know what to say and could only sigh silently.
Things happened so fast that even he was completely confused now.
Not only him, but almost all the spectators in the venue were in a state of confusion.
What's going on today?
The competition was originally going well, but Tang San suddenly used a hidden weapon trick, which was exposed by Ning Xiaotian on the spot. Ju Douluo took the opportunity to testify and staged a wave of sowing discord, and then Ning Fengzhi wanted to take people away. As a result, Pope Bibi Dong suddenly walked out again, making an even more explosive revelation. Tang San became an evil soul master on the spot, and then Tang Hao appeared domineeringly.
As a result, he held his nerve for three seconds before being immobilized by Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo using martial soul fusion skills, and Ling Chi brutally killed him on the spot.
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You need to be careful when pretending... Everyone secretly thought, but they didn't feel that Tang Hao had any pity.
After all, just admitting personally that he killed the previous Pope Qian Xunji was already a capital crime. Not to mention supporting his son to become an evil soul master and take action in front of the Pope's Palace.
If such a big hammer were to be knocked down, they would suffer.
From a certain perspective, Wuhun Palace's Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo helped the audience resolve a crisis.
As for Tang San, what else could he say if he was an evil soul master? It was good to be eliminated, and it was wonderful to be eliminated. They all supported it with both hands.
All I can say is that today is truly a wonderful and wonderful day.
While the audience was expressing their emotions after the incident, the cardinal, who was signaled by Bibi Dong, had already stepped forward.
"Everyone, the morning game has ended. However, due to unexpected changes, it has brought a lot of experience to everyone watching the game. In order to allow everyone to watch the finals with a pleasant mood, I announce that the final time will be changed to tomorrow. morning."
"Now, everyone can exit in order under the leadership of the guards."
PS: I can only say that Tang Hao, who is still at level 92, is still recovering from his injuries. Facing level 96 Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, whose martial arts and skills have been fully strengthened.
I really don't know how Tang Hao can resist.
