Douluo's death sickle

Xue Beng, the best actor of the Tiandou royal family, the final winner.

Like Xue Qinghe, he is his cousin, but Xue Qinghe is dead, but he is still living a life of acting.

Unfortunately, he was so involved in the drama that he regarded himself as a playboy, so much so that he would search for a sense of presence on the street, and then met the person he should not mess with.

"Boy, I'm talking to you, don't think you can look serious just by wearing black!" Beside Xue Beng, a dandy with blond curly hair came forward. He didn't know which noble family he was.

"Show your face, I suspect you are a flower picker who has been wandering around recently!" Another person had already raised his hand, ready to lift Xue Yu's hood.

Uh-huh...

There was a flash of blood, and the hand that the man stretched out had been cut off, and blood flowed all over the ground like running water.

"Ah——" The man reacted, and the pain made him scream like a slaughtering pig.

"How dare you hurt someone? Come on, arrest this flower picker!" Xue Beng was also shocked, but if he ran away, his face would really be lost.

"Get out of the way!" A group of city guards pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in.

Passers-by who had long been accustomed to Prince Xue Beng's bullying of good people kept away from him, for fear of accidentally hurting themselves.

It's not that no one has resisted before, but they are all civilians with no power. How can they fight with the prince? This man is miserable.

"Your Highness the Fourth Prince!" The captain of the city guard came respectfully to Xue Beng and bowed in salute.

Two people carried the injured person out and prepared for treatment.

The others raised their spears and surrounded Xue Yu.

"Take it!" Xue Beng, as the fourth prince of the Tiandou Empire, has the right to command the city guards to do this. Anyway, this is not the first time.

"Yes..." The captain hesitated, but still agreed, and then ordered his subordinates, "Take it!"

Imperial soldiers do not need a reason to arrest a civilian, or in other words, any reason is sufficient. This is the difference between nobles and civilians.

Xue Yu's arm hidden in the cloak stretched out, raised his palm, and pointed it at the soldiers in front of him, including the captain and Xue Beng.

With such an action, everyone was a little confused, wondering what he was going to do? Or was he raising his hand to surrender?

Hidden in the darkness, Tang Hao's heart tightened. Those wastes couldn't feel it, but he could feel a very special wave of soul power.

It was a different feeling than when he released ordinary soul skills, his soul was throbbing.

"What are you still doing? Take..." The city guard captain's words stopped abruptly, his mouth was still open, and his face did not change at all.

Like him, there were three soldiers blocking Xue Yu, plus Xue Beng beside the captain.

It seemed like something black flashed past, but when I looked carefully, I didn't find anything.

At this time, Tang Hao's face was quite ugly. Others could not see clearly, but he saw clearly that it was a soul skill that directly attacks the soul.

If he hadn't seen this scene by coincidence, wouldn't it have been very dangerous when he had a decisive battle with Xue Yu?

Thinking about it, Tang Hao's cold sweat soaked his coarse clothes, and a sense of joy at surviving the disaster made his hands and feet weak.

This kid will die today. If he continues to grow, he will no longer be able to control him.

The scene was quite strange. Everyone was silent. This made the few soldiers still alive panic. The captain was talking, do you want to take action?

Xue Yu ignored these guys with trembling hands and walked out directly from the surrounding.

Obviously, they didn't receive the order and still didn't dare to take action against this mysterious guy.

It wasn't until Xue Yu disappeared from everyone's sight that they realized that their captain and the fourth prince were still standing there without any reaction.

The first to fall were three soldiers. Just as the others turned their heads, the city guard captain and Prince Xue Beng also fell straight down.

Outside Tiandou City, in a forest that was not too dense, Xue Yu chose this place as Tang Hao's burial place.

"It seems that you already know that I am following you." Tang Hao stood on the branch of a towering tree, his cloak behind him rustling in the wind.

"This is a good place, as Haotian Douluo's place of death." Xue Yu didn't look back, just looked around, and chose to take action here, which was a way to give the other party face.

"Hahahaha, think of this as the burial place of Tang Hao, do you think too highly of yourself?" Tang Hao smiled arrogantly, his whole body soul power surged, nine soul rings lit up, the most dazzling one,

It is the bright red ninth soul ring.

"You are wrong, I have no intention of burying you here." Xue Yu opened his hood, revealing his handsome face, and looked back at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao snorted coldly, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly grew in size. The next second, the towering tree under his feet was crushed by the huge weight, and the hammer also hit the snow feathers on the ground.

Xueyu clenched her right hand, her right foot lit up, activated her soul bone skill, and her strength increased by 100%. The moment the giant hammer fell, the noble's arm was fierce.

A death scythe no less big than the Clear Sky Hammer appeared, and the two collided with each other. Suddenly, violent red and black air currents swept around, directly razing the originally beautiful woods to the ground.

The huge sound was still echoing in his ears, and the shocking light slowly faded away. Tang Hao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the other party was just a soul emperor, but his power could actually rival his own.

Xue Yu's figure rushed towards Tang Hao before the aftermath of the impact dissipated. The death sickle was waved in his hand, and the bloody sword light cut out shadows one after another.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer returned to normal size and blocked Xue Yu's intensive attacks. Clear Sky Douluo, who had always used force to overwhelm others, actually began to retreat under the attack of a junior.

Blocking Xue Yu's attack again, Tang Hao flipped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and successfully forced his opponent back. He spun his body and swung out the hammer fiercely.

Wow...

"Quack, quack..." The crows' cries made Tang Hao secretly sigh. Xue Yu's soul skill was too troublesome. Unless ten crows were eliminated at once, the opponent could use this soul skill to avoid most attacks.

Xue Yu's figure appeared behind Tang Hao, and Tang Hao turned around and swung the hammer again.

The Death Scythe and the Clear Sky Hammer collided again, and the impact caused Tang Hao to take a few steps back, while Xue Yu spun around in the air and landed some twenty meters away from Tang Hao.

"The warm-up exercise is over, boy, just die!" The nine soul rings on Tang Hao's body lit up at the same time, Haotian's body was activated, and a huge humanoid shadow appeared, swinging a giant Haotian Hammer that looked like a mountain.

Xueyu took out four soul guide stones from his arms, and at the same time the first soul ring lit up on his body. Then, four huge soul beasts, no less than Tang Hao's martial soul true body, rushed forward together.