Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses over to become the Three Brothers of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 183 The Enraged Tang Hao
Strains of nearly substantial violent red energy suddenly poured into the Xuanzhong Ruler continuously amidst Xiao Yan's soft shouts...

With the infusion of the violent red energy from the surrounding world, I saw that the pitch-black giant ruler with strange patterns turned out a strange dark red at this moment, it looked like a dark red fire ruler generally.

As if sensing the coldness on Xiao Yan's face, Tang San's face twitched a few times, desperately mobilizing the few soul power in his body, those gazes still looked fierce and vicious.

"Xiao Yan, I will fight with you."

A low roar came from Tang San's throat. In his eyes, there was a trace of blood red faintly, and he tightly grasped the handle of the Haotian Hammer. After a moment, his body leaned forward slightly, and with a sudden throw, the huge Haotian Hammer The sky hammer cut through the space, and with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, it directly smashed towards Xiao Yan's head angrily.

The black Clear Sky Hammer rapidly enlarged in Xiao Yan's pupils, and just as it was about to enter within ten meters of his body, the latter stomped the ground fiercely, and swung the mysterious ruler in his hand fiercely forward.

Immediately, a huge dark red chi light several feet in length shot out suddenly with such force as to break through a bamboo.

The moment the dark red chi light shot out, the surrounding space was like a lake thrown into a boulder, and there was a strong fluctuation. A half-meter-wide crack like a spider's web followed the trajectory of the chi light, and there were horrified one after another. In the eyes, it spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

Wherever the dark red chiman passed along the way, the hot energy that overflowed slightly turned the surrounding gravel into powder, and the huge cracks on the ground that spread rapidly towards the surroundings also completely destroyed the site. Ruined to go.

At the moment when the Clear Sky Hammer and the dark red ruler were about to approach, the hearts of the surrounding audience couldn't help but lift up. In such a terrifying confrontation, who can win?

Amid the anticipation and apprehension in everyone's hearts, in midair, the Clear Sky Hammer and the dark red Chiman finally collided fiercely in the next instant.

However, just as everyone mobilized their soul power to form a defense, covering their ears and waiting for the explosion that was about to resound throughout the world, the collision in midair was strange and did not make any sound.

I saw that the Haotian Hammer turned into molten iron at an extremely fast speed after it came into contact with the dark red ruler light, and then fell to the ground with a chichi, the head of the hammer turned into molten iron, followed by the handle of the hammer. Thus, the Haotian Hammer, known as the world's number one martial spirit weapon, was burned into a pool of dark red molten iron by the dark red ruler light released by Xuanzhongru under the eyes of everyone.

This scene made many people feel cold all over. If such a terrifying attack was hit by someone, wouldn't there be ashes left in the end?
Looking dully at the Haotian Hammer not far away that was burnt into molten iron by the dark red ruler light, Tang San's figure suddenly became precarious, with a frightened face, he said in a trembling voice: "No...impossible, absolutely impossible .”

"How could my Clear Sky Hammer be melted?"

"That is the world's number one martial soul."

Staring fixedly at Xiao Yan, Tang San's skin was covered with tiny goosebumps, and fear once again spread from the depths of his heart.

In the midair, all the Clear Sky Hammers were melted, a dark red light flashed, and a crescent moon several feet long, carrying a fiery temperature, fiercely chopped towards Tang San's position.

"Xiao Yan, that bastard wants to kill me, help!" Looking at the scene in front of him, a frightening thought flashed in Tang San's heart, he raised his hand hastily, and shouted for help.

The speed of the dark red chiman was getting faster and faster, until finally, it was only less than ten meters away from Tang San's position, and the surrounding air also twisted at this moment, if it was hit, Tang San would undoubtedly die.

on the VIP seat.

Ning Fengzhi frowned and looked at the changes that had happened in the arena. If Tang San really died, what about the hidden weapon?

"Uncle Jian, help me out." Ning Fengzhi said in a forced voice.

At the same time, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo also frowned slightly as he looked at the dark red ruler in the field. After a while, his expression changed suddenly, he stood up abruptly, moved his body, and disappeared into the in place.

The competition stipulates that no one can be killed, if Tang San is really dead, then Canaan Academy will definitely lose the qualification to continue participating in the competition.

In this case, the painstaking efforts he and Xiao Yan had made these days would be in vain.

"It seems too late." Looking at the dark red ruler that was getting closer and closer to Tang San, Dugu Bo's expression also changed suddenly, the eighth spirit ring on his body lit up, and the black light instantly painted his whole body.

Immediately afterwards, a dark green bead spit out from his mouth.

"The eighth soul skill, freeze time!"

A strange scene appeared, everything in the venue seemed to be still, everything around, even the wind, seemed to have stopped in mid-air.

But this state didn't last long, in the blink of an eye, the dark red ruler light released by the Flame Part Devouring Wave Ruler still slashed towards Tang San.

"boom!"

A low-pitched explosion sounded in the field, and immediately a circle of terrifying energy ripples spread out in waves, turning the entire playing field into a pile of rubble, and countless broken stones shot out from the dust , splashed onto the surrounding stands, causing chaos.

"Is this caused by...Xiao Yan?" Looking at the drastically changed arena not far away with dull eyes, Emperor Xue Ye in the VIP seat couldn't help swallowing, and murmured to himself .

Beside him, Ning Fengzhi nodded with a stiff face, and glanced at the thin black-robed boy in the field. He couldn't help but think in his heart, Xiao Yan didn't have a 10-year soul ring on him, but Released a soul skill comparable to 10 years.

Could it be that he has a 10-year-old soul bone on his body?
If so?After this competition is over, won't he be coveted by many people?

"Is he really a soul king? This kind of destructive power is enough to catch up with the eighth soul ability of some assault-type Contras." Ning Fengzhi recovered from the shock, and smiled wryly. What he thought, he said slowly.

Hearing this, the nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire watching the match also nodded their heads.

"Little San, are you okay?"

Suddenly, the master's voice came from the direction of Shrek Academy, and immediately all eyes turned towards the dusty field.

"I want to complain that Canaan Academy is not playing games, but killing people."

"I demand that they be disqualified from the competition."

With the transfer of everyone's eyes, the dust in the arena gradually dissipated, and finally, under everyone's gaze, Tang San's figure first appeared in everyone's sight.

I saw Tang San sitting on the ground with a dull face, his eyes were empty, he must have been frightened, but judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to be hurt.

"What's going on? How come Tang San wasn't injured?"

Seeing that Tang San was safe and sound, the surrounding audience also whispered in astonishment, judging from the terrifying destructive power before, it is impossible for Tang San to be completely unscathed based on Tang San's current strength alone.

However, just when everyone was full of doubts, the dust in the field dissipated completely, and as the dust dissipated, only an old figure was seen standing in front of Tang San, with the seventh and eighth spirit rings on his body. Let go.

"Jian Daochen Xin?" Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in the arena, the surrounding audience suddenly let out exclamations of surprise.

I saw Sword Douluo Chenxin maintaining the posture of stretching his palms out, a huge Seven Kills Sword standing in front of him, the ground under his feet was completely cracked, it seemed that Xiao Yan's previous attack was blocked by him down.

"Cough cough."

With a sudden cough, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was standing on the spot like a tree stump, slowly withdrew his palm indifferently after a while, but after retracting his palm into his sleeve robe, he couldn't help it. A slight tremor.

"A mere soul king, how can one blow be so powerful?" Sword Douluo, who released the eighth soul skill just now to block the Flame Point Devouring Wave Ruler, had a trace of solemnity in his cloudy old eyes, and secretly said in his heart .

Under the eyes of everyone, the referee took a step forward slowly, and after a moment of silence, a soft voice sounded.

"In this game, Canaan Academy wins!"

At this moment, a somewhat unwilling voice sounded: "Why did they win the Canaan Academy? I'm still standing, Shrek Academy hasn't lost yet."

Hearing this, everyone glanced at it, only to find that this sentence was uttered by that Tang San who was sitting on the ground, and the latter seemed to be slightly relieved at this time.

"Damn it, Tang San, it's true that like a teacher, there must be a disciple. You also learn from Yu Laogou, right? You're tough with me?" Looking at the face that was so close at hand, Xiao Yan's face darkened, and immediately A trace of ferocity shot down into Tang San's pupils.

Xiao Yan at this moment was like a demon to Tang San.

I saw Xiao Yan stomping his feet lightly, a deep thunder sounded in the field, and immediately, he turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of Tang San.

"Xiao Yan, what do you want to do?" With a flash in front of his eyes, Tang San was shocked to find that Xiao Yan had appeared in front of him. When his gaze met the latter's pair of dark eyes, he just happened to see one of them. brutality and murderous intent.

"What are you doing? Haven't you lost yet?"

The indifferent words made Tang San's heart shudder, Xiao Yan's face was indifferent, without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly threw out his right foot, with a powerful force, and with a low sonic boom, it kicked heavily on Tang San's lower abdomen superior.

"Ah!" A miserable cry resounded.

Tang San's body flew upside down, drew a parabola of more than ten meters in the air, and finally hit a stone heavily, and immediately a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

Moving his figure again, Xiao Yan was spinning in mid-air, clasping his five fingers tightly, and with the help of his body's spinning force, he blasted towards Tang San again.

"Eight extremes collapse!"

The cold voice made the already injured Tang San's body instantly stiff, and in his pupils, fierce fists magnified rapidly.

"Oh!"

A low, muffled sound suddenly sounded, and the audience in the audience opened their mouths wide.

"what!"

Another miserable howl sounded like a pig being killed.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan punched again, directly knocking out Tang San's front teeth, and with another punch, the subtle sound of Tang San's frontal bone shattering quietly resounded.

"Brother, I was wrong, don't hit me." His gaze fixed on the young man with a long body and a slightly thin body. After a while, Tang San hoarsely said a word: "You win."

With one kick, a muffled sound was heard, Tang San's body flew out again, and finally smashed heavily on the stone wall.

Looking at Tang San who was leaning on the stone wall, trying to struggle to get up, but failed in the end, the whole audience was silent, one after another looked at the black-robed youth in the audience with almost dull eyes, at this moment, countless people's There was a chill in my heart.

This boy who usually has a smile on his face is actually the scariest.

Platinum Bishop Salas, who was in the VIP seat, looked at the scene in front of him with a look of astonishment. After a long while, he murmured in a low voice: "It seems that the two brothers are not in harmony."

Raising his head, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the VIP seats, Xiao Yan coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Announce the result of the competition."

Hearing this, the referee looked at Emperor Xue Ye and the others behind him for a moment, and then looked at Xiao Yan in the field, and said in a more serious voice: "In this game, Canaan Academy will win, but I hope that the next game will , everyone, don’t play such a heavy hand, otherwise, those who go too far will be disqualified from the competition.”

The referee's words clearly carried a hint of warning.

Arching his hands slightly towards the referee, Xiao Yan lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and his body swept up the high platform in an instant, ignoring all the staring eyes around him, and went straight back to his seat.

While the audience was discussing fiercely, "Little San!" The master screamed and ran off the stage.

.........

A few hours later, Shrek Academy.

At the end of the first round of the promotion competition, the master brought the injured Tang San back to the academy for treatment. After taking care of the injured Tang San, he slowly returned to his room.

Bang bang bang.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Seeing this, Grandmaster frowned, except for Liu Erlong, no one would come to him on weekdays.

"Who is it?" The master frowned slightly, and said lightly.

After the words fell, the door opened, and a tall figure came in from the outside. He was wearing a simple black robe, his messy hair was scattered on his shoulders, his old face was full of vicissitudes, and his cloudy eyes were full of murderous intent.

I don't know why, when this person just entered the door, the muscles of the master's whole body tensed up, and the few soul power in his body also spread all over his body unconsciously, and there was a bit of doubt in his eyes.

"You are? Tang Hao?" The master's voice was low and hoarse.

"Yu Xiaogang, your Martial Soul theory is really disappointing." In the room, Tang Hao's cold voice sounded without warning.

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