Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 41 This sword...will be very handsome
"It's not about resistance, it's about defeating you."

"Oh, you can try it then!"

After saying this, nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, four black and one red, slowly emerged from under Tang Hao's feet.

The last red soul ring was the sacrifice A Yin made. It was also through this soul ring that Tang Hao was able to defeat everyone in Wuhun Hall.

Over the years, Tang Hao became more and more comfortable using this soul ring of his deceased wife.

"Keng!"

A big hammer surrounded by the power of thunder and lightning appeared. Tang Hao held the handle of the hammer and looked at Li Qiu coldly.

This bastard boy, he must let him know why the flowers are so red today.

The Green Lotus Sword also appeared in Li Qiu's hand, "Why should you destroy yourself when you are seriously injured?"

Tang Hao frowned slightly, "Although I am not talented, I have defeated your Pope with the Clear Sky Hammer in my hand."

"Then you are indeed not talented." Li Qiu sneered and said:
"By the way, that is the former Pope. Your ability to defeat him does not prove how great you are, it is just because he is too weak."

Ghost: "..." Such treacherous words... I didn't hear anything.

All the Soul Douluo and Soul Saints were the same, they all pretended not to hear.

One is dead, and the other is the living future heir.

Any fool knows who to choose.

Tang Hao gritted his back molars angrily, "You arrogant boy, then I will discipline you for the Pope!"

"Elder Ghost." Li Qiu glanced at Ghost.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

"on!"

"As ordered!"

"..."

The war was about to break out, and more than a dozen masters and ghosts all swarmed Tang Hao!

The Clear Sky Hammer danced vigorously, and Tang Hao's figure shuttled among the crowd like a phantom.

The hammer in his hand would swing out a terrifying bolt of lightning from time to time, knocking away masters one after another!

But the good thing is that it only knocks him away, not kills him.

If he chooses to kill him, it will consume a lot of his soul power, which he can't afford. After all, there is still a ghost here, which should not be underestimated.

However, what Tang Hao didn't expect was that his strategy to defeat the enemy was completely useless.

After those masters recovered briefly, they rushed forward again, and none of them were afraid of death!
Li Qiu stood in the distance, staring at Tang Hao coldly, as if he wanted to find some flaw in him.

……

"Bang!"

Wuhun Hall, the mountain behind the Pope's Hall.

A slim blond woman of seventeen or eighteen years old was practicing sword practice.

But for some reason, her golden sword fell to the ground in a daze.

She looked at the sword on the ground with dull eyes, a little at a loss.

"Xue'er, what's wrong?"

Bibi Dong approached the woman not far behind and asked softly.

"I, I don't know."

This woman with unparalleled appearance and extraordinary temperament is naturally Qian Renxue.

But at this moment, there was a hint of panic and confusion on her beautiful face.

Bibi Dong picked up the sword for her and said curiously:

"I heard Xiaoqiu say that when practicing swordsmanship, one needs to unite with the sword in order to seek breakthroughs at the limit. Xue'er, your swordsmanship has improved a lot in the past few years. Logically speaking, there should be nothing that can distract you. ."

Qian Renxue took the Angel Holy Sword, "I, I just suddenly felt that my heart throbbed, as if... I was about to lose something very important."

"Something important?"

"Maybe it's not a thing."

"Oh?" "Mom, is Li Qiu on his way back?"

Bibi Dongguan smiled, "I'm a little busy today, but I forgot about it. I haven't read the reply from Xiaoqiu that just arrived."

After saying that, he took out a letter from his sleeve.

Qian Renxue also consciously came forward to see what Li Qiu had replied.

But when she opened the letter and saw the beginning, Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

"Well, this is... this is urgent news, delivered quickly through special channels... This is a reply from the ghost to me, not Xiaoqiu's."

The uneasiness in Qian Renxue's heart became more intense, and she urged: "Look at what Ghost Douluo said."

"Okay." Bibi Dong lowered her eyes and read the letter carefully. In order to let Qian Renxue know, she even read it out softly:

"His Majesty the Pope, His Highness the Holy Son said that it will take some time before he can come back. I hope you won't miss it... After thinking about it, I still feel that this matter should not be hidden from His Majesty the Pope. If something really happens, I will Ghosts cannot bear this responsibility.

"We encountered a 100,000-year-old soul beast in Soto City. I wanted to capture it, but His Royal Highness the Holy Son stopped me. The reason was that Tang Hao was nearby... I, the ghost, reported this matter without the consent of His Royal Highness the Holy Son. , has become a disloyal person, and will be punished by His Highness the Holy Son afterwards.

"But whether this matter is more serious or not, and how to decide, I hope His Majesty the Pope will carefully consider it."

After reading the letter, Bibi Dong's face suddenly darkened.

Similarly, Qian Renxue's face also turned pale.

"Xiao Qiu, why is he so confused? With him and Gui Mei, even if we add those Contra Soul Saints from the branch hall, they are no match for Tang Hao!"

Qian Renxue asked hurriedly: "When was this letter sent?"

"This morning, the ghost passed the emergency channel and delivered the letter to Wuhun City within half a day."

"I just hope that bastard is not dead yet, I hope...it's not too late."

Qian Renxue stopped talking, turned around and left, "With my speed, I can't catch up. I'm going to find grandpa. Now only grandpa can catch up as quickly as possible."

"Well, I'll set off right away, I hope everything comes in time."

"Mom, you are the Pope. Wuhun Palace cannot do without you. If you leave Wuhun City rashly and let people who are interested know about it, it will make a big fuss."

"Xiaoqiu is my adopted son. Nothing can happen to him. If those people dare to take the opportunity to cause trouble, they will not have to live."

……

Outside Soto City, near the creek.

More than a dozen Soul Douluo and Soul Saints had completely fallen to the ground and fainted.

Only Gui Mei was still struggling to hold on, but as he was knocked away again, he finally half-knelt on the ground and could only look at Tang Hao with eyes filled with fear.

What a Tang Hao, what a Haotian Douluo!

The seriously injured body is still so terrifying!
Tang Hao himself was seriously injured, but he estimated that he would have no problem beating a Soul King like Li Qiu.

So, he dragged the Clear Sky Hammer and walked slowly towards Li Qiu's position.

"Ka...cha..."

The sound of the Clear Sky Hammer dragging on the ground sounded so terrifying right now.

"Huangmao boy, they have all fallen. Now it is finally your turn. If you have any last words, please tell me."

Tang Hao smiled cruelly, looking at Li Qiu as if he were looking at a dead person.

Li Qiu finally moved, and he slowly moved forward with his sword in his hand, heading in the direction of Tang Hao.

"Your Majesty the Holy Son, you can't do that!" the ghost shouted.

Facing Tang Hao, Li Qiu quietly stopped and shouted without looking back.

"Elder Ghost."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

"You have to keep an eye on it."

"Ok?"

"This sword... will be very handsome."

　The adoptive parents are very helpful. They will continue to add more classes during the day. As long as their grades improve a little, they will do more classes every day from now on!
　　Please read it! Foster fathers!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)