Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 199 I Punch a Titled Douluo

"..."

Mo Lang's words directly shocked everyone.

"My God, what did he say just now? How dare he call the elders..."

The disciples of the Haotian School on the side stared dumbfounded at the white-clothed snow-covered youth, but they dared not say the words "thousand-year old bastard", otherwise they would be miserable if they were heard by the elders.

Mo Lang's words were like a slap in the face to the elder of Haotianzong.

Tang San's words just now left them speechless, but Mo Lang's words directly revealed the scars they were least willing to admit.

Although the Haotian School is one of the top three schools, and even has the title of the first school in the world, it is still not enough to compare with a behemoth like the Wuhun Temple.

However, if Haotianzong is desperate, Wuhundian will definitely lose its vitality, but the older a person is, the less he wants to die.

That's why the five elders asked Tang Xiao to close the Clear Sky School, in the name of preserving a trace of blood for the Clear Sky School.

Originally, with their status, they didn't dare to speak out about this matter, but now that their scars have been uncovered, revealing their ugly side, the faces of the five elders immediately turned into a pig's color, gloomy. Water dripped out.

"Tang Hao, could it be that this is your son too?" The Seventh Elder looked at Mo Lang with a sinister look. If he hadn't been afraid of Tang Hao, he would have taken action to teach him a lesson.

"No."

Although Tang Hao wanted to say yes, he knew that once he nodded, even if Mo Lang didn't settle accounts with him, his grandfather would definitely beat him up.

"No? Then who is this kid?" Seeing Tang Hao's denial, the Seventh Elder's expression became even colder.

"I'm just a good boy who can't get used to you old bastards." Mo Lang didn't like these elders at all.

I have no ability but blame others. Although the matter was indeed caused by Tang Hao, but if I have the ability, I will go to Wuhundian.

If they dared to go to Wuhundian, Mo Lang would never interfere in anything.

Life and death are destiny and wealth is in heaven.

Listening to Mo Lang insulting the five elders again as a bunch of bastards, Tang Xiao who was on the side felt very happy.

It's just that the Fifth Elder is also a member of the Haotian School, so to be insulted by an outsider, how ugly is it to spread it?

It's just that there is no one else here, so a few more curses would be good!

Hey hey hey.

"court death!"

Hearing that Mo Lang was not Tang Hao's son, but an outsider, the Seventh Elder immediately waved his hand, and swung it at Mo Lang with strong spirit power!

Tang Xiao looked at the seemingly random blow of the Fifth Elder, but in fact he was hiding his strength. In his opinion, even the Soul Sage would be injured!

But how old is the white-clothed boy in front of him?
Absolutely will not exceed, how can a young man be a soul saint?
It's just that when he saw that his younger brother and eldest nephew were indifferent, and even had a mentality of watching the show, he was a little puzzled?

how?

This kid has a feud with you for taking your wife?

It's just that he was stunned for a second.

When the force hit Mo Lang's body with a howling wind, the opponent didn't move at all, only blowing a few hairs.

"That's right, a few more, I just feel a little hot, fan me." Mo Lang smiled and looked at the Seventh Elder approvingly.

Make a "more" request.

Listening to Mo Lang's words, and looking at Mo Lang's unsatisfactory expression, the Seventh Elder felt that the other party was humiliating him!

Have you worked so hard?

You are not satisfied yet!
What do you mean?
Is it because I am old and useless?
The Seventh Elder looked solemnly at the white-clothed boy opposite him.

It's hard to read some self-doubt.

Not only was he suspicious, but the other elders and Tang Xiao who had seen the Seventh Elder's use of dark energy looked at the boy in white in surprise.

What is the origin of the other party? !

But the blow of the soul-scaring sage was like a spring breeze in front of the opponent?
This is too deep and unfathomable!

"Brother Hao, tell me honestly what kind of strength this kid is?" Tang Xiao on the side asked Tang Hao with his mental strength.

"I don't know either. Anyway, as long as you don't provoke this kid, you'll be fine, otherwise Grandpa won't be able to save you when he comes." Tang Hao said with something in his words.

"..."

But Tang Xiao didn't seem to understand the meaning of Tang Chen's words.

I haven't seen my grandfather who claims to be invincible on the ground for decades.

Maybe it's long gone.

What is the use of him coming?
Who can take away?
"I think the elders of the Tang family only have this level of strength. No wonder they hide here like turtles and dare not go out. After all, if you go out with this level of strength, you can only die. It's better to live than to die. I think you are quite smart." Yes." There was a smile on the corner of Mo Lang's mouth, full of sarcasm.

"Since you sincerely want to die, then show your soul ring, so as not to say that I bully others."

Being so insulted by a brat, the Seventh Elder's eyes were gloomy, and his face was so gloomy that water dripped out. He wished he could tear this eloquent kid into pieces, so that he could end up hating him.

"Hehe, I'll teach you an old man. I don't need to use my soul power yet." Mo Lang sneered and said, "A titled Douluo of level 92, don't brag, I will punch you one by one."

As soon as Mo Lang said this, everyone looked at him like an idiot.

Even the corners of Tang Xiao's mouth twitched.

Isn't this fucking bragging?
It's so awesome that you will blow it up!

Then he looked at Tang Hao and Tang San at the side, trying to persuade them to let Mo Lang stop pretending, but when he saw that these two people still looked like the old god watching a good show, he was stunned.

I am more and more convinced that this young man in white has a deep hatred with his younger brother and nephew.

If this kid hits a Titled Douluo with one punch, I'll fucking eat the Clear Sky Hammer on the spot!
As a result, Tang Hao and Tang San looked at him at the same time, and Tang Xiao felt terrified at the sight of the two.

Can you also hear Lao Tzu's narration? !
"Hahaha." The Seventh Elder looked at Mo Lang with an angry smile and said, "One punch is one Title Douluo, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life, I want to see how you punch one Title Douluo Lo!"

After finishing speaking, two yellows, two purples, five blacks and nine bright soul rings appeared behind the Seventh Elder, and his titled Douluo's aura suddenly erupted, and the wind and rain surged suddenly, many disciples of the Clear Sky School retreated one after another.

Titled Douluo is the highest level of strength in this continent. Now that they can see the Seventh Elder doing something, they also look forward to it, and at the same time have three seconds of sympathy for that pretentious boy.

Why are you so handsome!

"Boy, as long as you can take my punch, I will admit that you are right. If you can't take my punch, you will die!" The seventh elder looked at Mo Lang and said.

It's just that he didn't summon the Clear Sky Hammer, because in his opinion, a punch with all his strength is enough to kill the kid in front of him, using the Clear Sky Hammer is an insult to himself!

"I advise you to use the Haotian Hammer, use your strongest blow, otherwise I'm afraid you will die with one punch." Mo Lang raised the corner of his mouth, confident and flamboyant.

(End of this chapter)