Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 246 Lieyang old man, we meet again
Ok?
Everyone raised their heads and looked towards the sky, only to see two figures with strong auras, approaching here rapidly from the direction of the north.

That terrifying aura was even more tyrannical than that of the strongest platinum bishop Vulkan present.

Titled Douluo!

And there are still two!

"Is it Xiaohao?"

After a brief absence, a gleam of joy suddenly flashed across Old Bai He's desperate face, and a radiant brilliance bloomed in his eyes.

He admitted that the people sent by Wuhundian this time are indeed very strong, and there are a lot of them.

But if the person who came was Tang Hao, there shouldn't be any problem.

This nephew of his was a cowhide who once killed the pope!
Wang Mo also raised his eyes to look in the direction of the voice, the person who came was indeed Tang Hao, that's right, there was no one else but him in that iconic beggar dress.

But it was not only him, Lieyang Douluo, the seventh elder of the Haotian School who hadn't seen him for a long time, was among the visitors.

At this time, the two were flying towards this side rapidly.

Probably less than 2 minutes away.

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and do it!"

With just a slight glance, Wang Mo retracted his gaze again, and set his gaze on the old white crane at the bottom of the valley.

The crystal blood dragon ginseng must be grabbed today, otherwise there will be no chance in the future.

There was a flash of light on his body, and at the same time as the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul possessed him, the Tetanus Blade also appeared in his hand.

The 10-year soul ring skill one, piercing through the air and drawing a knife to slash.

Swish~!

A sky-shattering rainbow slashed down in an instant, carrying a fierce wind and saber intent.

Looking at the huge sword light coming from above, the old white crane was about to dodge as soon as he moved, but beside him was his injured granddaughter.

After hesitating for a moment, he directly dodged in front of Bai Chenxiang, wanting to block the blow for her.

Tang Hao has already arrived, he only needs to persist for a while, and victory is in sight.

It's just that Old Baihe obviously overestimated his own strength.

Such a blow was far beyond what he could bear.

Hearing a light puff, Old Baihe's body standing in front of Bai Chenxiang froze suddenly.

"How is this possible!"

Looking down at the instantly severed arms on his chest, and at the knife marks that penetrated so deep that even his heart was cut, Old Baihe's pupils trembled violently.

Although he is not good at fighting, he is also a veritable Contra level powerhouse.

one strike!
He couldn't even take a blow from the kid above, which made him feel unbelievable.

When will Seven-ring Soul Sage be able to defeat Eight-ring Soul Douluo, and it's still so easy and freehand!
"grandfather!"

Seeing the old white crane swaying and falling forward, Bai Chenxiang let out a cry of grief, and stretched out his hand to hug him.

But he saw the young man who was standing on the top of the mountain wall with a blood-red soul ring jumping down directly from above.

Holding a dark red long knife in his hand, a pair of dark eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

"Die—!"

There was another soft snort.

After a while.

Wang Mo played with the old white crane's storage soul guide and returned to the mountain wall. Looking at Tang Hao and Lieyang Douluo who had come up to him above his head, a nice smile appeared on his face.

"Wuhundian's affairs, what are the two majesties doing?"

Without answering, Tang Hao's aura was very violent, and he looked at the bottom of the valley with a gloomy face.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, when the corpses lying all over the ground at the bottom of the valley came into view, his pupils still contracted and his murderous intent blazed.

"Shizier dare!!!"

Unlike the patriarchs of the other four major clans, the patriarch of the Minzhi Clan, Old Baihe, is his uncle.

But now, just because he was a little late, he was brutally killed by the other party.
Unforgivable.

These Wuhundian people really deserve to die!

The breath in his body surged wildly, Tang Hao's eyes were about to burst, and the veins on the arm holding the Clear Sky Hammer burst out.

Without further ado, just hit it with a hammer.

Titled Douluo's angry blow.

Only a few shrill screams were heard, and the two sixth-ring cardinals who hadn't dodged in time were smashed into meat paste by a hammer.

"All soul masters below the soul saint retreat."

Vulcan, who flashed away with Wang Mo, couldn't help turning his head to look at Wang Mo beside him while issuing the order. "What to do next, fight or run?"

If they fight, there are more than 20 soul saints on their side, and they have learned the method of combining soul arrays. Even if the opponent has two titled Douluo, including the Haotian Douluo who has already been famous in the mainland, Vulkan is confident that he can Block for a while.

However, more than ten years have passed since Tang Hao became a Titled Douluo, God knows how much his cultivation has increased during this time.

If the calculation of strength is wrong, they are likely to be wiped out.

And if they run, although many people will be killed by the other party, but the other party only has two people, as long as they run separately, there should be many people who can survive.

Hearing this, Wang Mo stared at Tang Hao who was raising the hammer, and asked. "If I stop that Lieyang Douluo, how long can you stop Tang Hao?"

Ok?
Volkan looked at Wang Mo suspiciously. "you mean"

Wang Mo didn't answer, and looked back at Tang Hao, and fell on the Platinum Bishop next to him. "You just need to tell me the answer."

Hearing this, Volkan pondered for two seconds. "No one knows how strong Tang Hao is now. The last time he made a shot was the battle with the former Pope more than ten years ago. If he just blocked it, it would be conservatively estimated that it would take 10 minutes at most."

10 minutes?

Thinking secretly in his heart, Wang Mo nodded, and then said solemnly. "Okay, sir, please help me stop him for 10 minutes."

Hearing this, Vulkan was startled suddenly, and instantly understood what Wang Mo meant.

Just wanted to speak to dissuade.

But Wang Mo's figure flashed, and he was already gliding towards Lieyang Douluo, who was attacking the red-clothed bishop of Wuhun Hall.

There was no other way, Vulkan had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"There are all of them, form a Harmonious Soul Formation!"

The voice fell.

All the red-clothed archbishops and cardinals of the Wuhun Temple were taken aback for a moment, and then quickly formed seals on their hands.

The fast-moving soul ring on his body stopped instantly.

And there was a flash of light.

Hum~!a whisper.

A tyrannical wave of soul power suddenly emerged from the scene, and a glistening light curtain instantly enveloped all the people in Wuhun Hall.

Tang Hao's furiously falling hammer bombarded it, but it only caused ripples, and there was no more to say.

Even a counter-shock force popped out, which instead shook Tang Hao's hammer soaring high.

at the same time.

Wang Mo, who was surrounded by a blood-red soul ring, had already come to stand opposite Lieyang Douluo, pointing forward with the Tetanus Blade in his hand.

"Old Lieyang, we meet again."

The last time Wang Mo just came out of the Dragon Clan secret realm, the other party went to intercept Ye's father and Ye's mother, which led to a confrontation between the two.

It's just that Wang Mo at that time had a seventy-level cultivation base but no soul ring, and he couldn't display the martial soul avatar.

But now Wang Mo not only possesses the Seven Rings, but also possesses two major talent domains.

(End of this chapter)