Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect dug out Yu Xiaogang

The Haotian Hammer flew towards Yang Zhengjin with the support of Contra's Haotian Nine Jue and the deadly flying hammer.

The flying Clear Sky Hammer had a destructive force. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees turned into sticky powder. Tang Ya, who was behind Yang Zhengjin, seemed slightly worried. After all, in her opinion, the Clear Sky Hammer was the best weapon in the world.

Soul, can it be evaluated as the best martial soul in the world? Is it simple? The answer is definitely not simple.

Qingluan took Tang Ya's little hand, patted it gently, smiled lightly at her, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

After listening to Qingluan girl's words, Tang Ya felt a little relieved. In her heart, although the master of Tianji Pavilion was a little weird, in the end he was still her benefactor, otherwise she would still be thinking about that bullshit Tang Sect.

To carry it forward. But

Tang Ya, who was hiding behind Yang Zhengjin at this moment, looked directly at the man who threw the fatal flying hammer at Yang Zhengjin with a pair of scarlet eyes filled with incomparable hatred. She wished she could rush forward and stab that man dozens of times.

, and then cut off his head.

The Clear Sky Hammer attacked Yang Zhengjin with an unstoppable and devastating force, and Yang Zhengjin looked at the flying Clear Sky Hammer and smiled indifferently.

The pan martial spirit in his hand was immediately thrown out, and the direction was exactly the direction in which the Clear Sky Hammer continued to move forward.

There was a sound of "touch." and an explosion.

The collision between the hammer and the pot instantly exploded next to a big tree. The terrifying energy turned the big tree into sticky powder. Everything within the five-meter diameter range of the explosion disappeared completely. At the same time, there were still things on the ground.

A big pit. The Clear Sky Hammer spirit shattered instantly. But the pan returned intact along the way to Yang Zhengjin's hand.

And the Soul Douluo who used Haotian Jiujue to throw the martial spirit out suddenly looked up to the sky and spit out blood, and was filled with anger, "Impossible, this is impossible. The Haotian Hammer is the number one martial spirit in the world, how can it be possible?

He was blocked by his broken pot." He was unwilling to give in, because his martial spirit was now broken. And what caused all this was the frying pan in the hands of the man he had to save if he wanted to attack the enemy.

"I'll fight." Yao Haoxuan didn't let go of such a good opportunity. Since everyone was vomiting blood, it seemed a bit unreasonable for him not to help others drain more blood. He twisted Wuhun and pushed towards Contra's legs.

Say hello, break his legs first, lest he still thinks about running away.

But when Yang Zhengjin arrived with Qing Luan and Tang Ya, Yang Zhengjin was speechless when he saw the Contra in the pit.

"Old gangster, what are you talking about?" Yang Zhengjin had a headache and thought to himself, "Looking at the old gangster's attitude just now, it was enough to break two of his legs, but now he has broken five others' legs."

Yao Haoxuan shrugged indifferently and said, "Who wants this guy to think about running even if he has two broken legs?"

"Stop explaining. No matter how much you explain, you can't explain your evil deed of breaking someone's fifth leg, haha." Yang Zhengjin shrugged indifferently.

"Master, does he have five legs?" Qingluan asked Yang Zhengjin like a curious baby. But her question was embarrassing. Yang Zhengjin really didn't know how to answer, and he didn't want Qingluan to

Xiao Nizi learned badly.

Yang Zhengjin gently rubbed Qingluan's head and said, "Girl, you are still young. I will tell you when I grow up."

After saying that, Yang Zhengjin sat down on the bumpy ground, not caring about whether the ground was dirty or not. Fortunately, Yao Haoxuan didn't use any cloak when he fought with the Contra. Otherwise, there would probably be turf here.

Right no more.

After listening to her young master's words, Qingluan girl lowered her head slightly, but she could still see her feet, and thought to herself, "I'll eat more in the future."

Then several people lined up and sat on the grass, watching the battle between Qian Renxue and the titled Douluo in mid-air.

Tang Ya, however, had a pair of scarlet eyes, staring closely at Haotian Sect Soul Douluo who was lying in the pit with all five of his limbs broken, thinking that if the Pavilion Master agreed, she would rush forward without hesitation.

Holding the short sword inside her soul guide, she stabbed the hole in Contra's body.

Although she wanted to, Yang Zhengjin didn't speak, so she couldn't do that.

Yao Hao

Nemesis, God of Angels.

Yang Zhengjin put his hands behind his head and lay down on the turf.

Lying down and watching the battle between the little angel and the opponent. He knew in his heart that the little angel now was just playing with the opponent and did not use his full strength at all. Even the previous eighth soul skill, the angel's virtual image, did not kill the opponent.

That is to take revenge properly. After all, if you take out the Holy Angel Sword and kill the ninety-first-level Haotian Sect Titled Douluo, it won't be a matter of minutes.

In this regard, Yang Zhengjin had nothing to say. As for the Haotian Sect, this sect has no meaning at all in the Douluo Continent and must be destroyed sooner or later.

Yao Haoxuan watched the battle of Titled Douluo, but then he sat up cross-legged, as if he had some enlightenment in his heart. But he slowly closed his eyes and started practicing.

Tang Ya stared at Yao Haoxuan with a pair of scarlet eyes. She felt that it was inappropriate to practice under such circumstances. After all, there was still a war in the sky, so she was very worried about the relationship between Qian Renxue and the titled Douluo.

The battle will affect Yao Haoxuan, the benefactor who helped her avenge the destruction of her family. She is afraid that something unexpected will happen to Yao Haoxuan, and then she, whose martial soul is still sealed, will have nothing to do.

In mid-air, the titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect was beaten by Qian Renxue's angelic image. The golden feathers that were shaken off like sharp swords were already scarred with scars. Several deep scars were visible on his arms and legs.

The scars on the bones and the flesh were rolled up, which was obviously seriously injured by the angel's virtual image.

Titled Douluo, holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, asked weakly, "Who are you? I don't seem to have any grudges against you. Why are you so aggressive?"

As people age, this extremely ugly Titled Douluo from the Haotian Sect is already nearly eighty years old, and his talent has been exhausted, which means that he has reached level ninety-one, which is already his limit.

But he doesn't want to die. It's better to die than live. He understands this truth.

He expressed extreme dissatisfaction with Qian Renxue, a girl with an angelic martial spirit.

"Well, you are right, there is no hatred between us." Qian Renxue nodded, the six beautiful golden wings on her back flapped gently, and she said with a hint of amusement on her face.

Chapter 105: Qian Renxue’s playful smile