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

Chapter 43 The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return!
"The water will flow even more when you draw your sword to cut it off, and the water will flow even more when you raise a cup to relieve your sorrow!"

"Four of Swords—Relieve sorrow!"

But he saw Li Qiu holding the Green Lotus Sword, turning into several phantoms, and suddenly launched an offensive towards Tang Hao.

These shadows are as dense as raindrops, each of them looks like a real entity, but they are not.

Tang Hao was so dazzled that he couldn't tell which one was the real Li Qiu.

He saw only a few white shadows coming towards him, and he could only hurriedly raise the Clear Sky Hammer to resist the attack!

"Ha! Random cloak hammering technique!"

Li Qiu's offensive became more and more fierce. Tang Hao swept the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand in a circle, and his whole body turned into a whirlwind, assuming a defensive posture.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

However, as the offensive continued, some cracks appeared on Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer. This was a sign that the martial spirit was about to be broken.

How many years has it been, how many years has he been so scared!

Even the original Pope Qian Xunji and a group of masters did not give him such a sense of oppression.

Who is this kid? It seems that he has used some kind of secret method to greatly increase his soul power.

But this is not right. Others may not know it, but Tang Hao knows it clearly.

There is no secret method at all in Wuhun Palace, otherwise Qian Xunji would not have been defeated in the first place.

So what is the reason for Li Qiu's situation? Why is it like this...

Horror!
"hateful!"

Tang Hao knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death. If he continued to defend, he would only die slowly.

If his majestic Haotian Douluo were beheaded by a soul king today, not only would his reputation plummet, but the Haotian Sect would also be humiliated along with him!
"Nine Jue of Haotian - Shock!"

Tang Haohuo stopped, the soul power in his body exploded, and he struck Li Qiu with a hammer!

Seeing this, Li Qiu didn't want to fight anymore. The countless shadows instantly returned to one, and he evacuated the place with a single leap.

"What a Haotian Jiujue." Li Qiu stood with his sword behind his back and sneered.

Tang Hao's eyes became fierce and he began to gather his soul power again.

Immediately, he suddenly jumped into the air, and this thunderous hammer hit Li Qiu's position fiercely!
"Nine Jue of Haotian——Collapse!"

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing Revlon!"

“Sword Three—Spring Breeze!”

Before the hammer came, Li Qiu raised his sword and swiped it, drawing the ground as a prison!

The phoenix chirped, and a white protective cover enveloped it!
"boom!"

"what!"

Tang Hao felt that he had hit the steel plate with a hammer, and he was so frightened that he quickly retreated.

As the white mist dissipated, under his frightened eyes, he saw Li Qiuzheng standing unharmed and motionless.

"How could this happen, how could this happen! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Tang Hao couldn't accept this ending at all. You know, his move could defeat even the ninety-fifth level titled Douluo!

After Li Qiu used the secret method, not a single hair fell out? !

Not only that, looking at him, he looked very relaxed, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Don't believe it? Then I'll beat you until you believe it!" Li Qiu snorted coldly.

Tang Hao's eyes were completely red, and he asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Are you really going to fight to the death?"

"Then we will fight until death!"

"Okay, okay! I'll fight you!"

"Stunt skill - Big Sumeru Hammer!"

"slow."

"Huh? Do you regret it? Want to reconcile?" Tang Hao asked eagerly.

If the fight continues, he will really have no confidence in leaving here.

Where did this guy come from?

Li Qiu shook his head, "You have already attacked twice, how about you take my sword instead?"

"Hehe, hehe." Tang Hao suddenly smiled with relief. "If you are still alive after one strike from the sword, I will let you go."

"really?"

"really."

"Okay, then come on."

Of course, Li Qiu would not show kindness. The reason why he said this was because he had the confidence to kill Tang Hao with one sword.

Compared to letting Tang Hao fight his way through the ring, his plan was naturally the best option.

Not long after, Tang Hao made a defensive posture and prepared to take the sword.

Li Qiu took a deep breath and mobilized the power in his body again. Suddenly, the Green Lotus Sword seemed to turn a lot redder.

These powers are not his, as he said at the beginning, he also has his own trump card.

Qinglian Sword Immortal is his trump card!
“The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return!”

"Forbidden Sword—Ten steps to kill!"

But he saw the killing intent of the Qinglian Sword surging, like thousands of shocking giants flashing away, piercing Tang Hao!

Li Qiu used all his strength with this sword!

Under this sword, Tang Hao will perish!
Tang Hao also realized something. He seemed to see the God of Death waving to him.

But...it's a pity that at the moment when the sword energy stabbed out, Li Qiu suddenly felt dizzy.

As he himself was like this, the power of the sword energy was naturally halved.

"Little friend, your current strength is too weak, and you are still unable to fully control and exert my power."

Hearing the voice in his head, Li Qiu's face turned ugly, "How could this happen?"

It was obviously just one step away, and he was very unwilling to do so.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Tang Hao was knocked away by this sword energy!

But, he held on!
He forced himself to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed three times.

"Hahaha! It seems that God chooses people to die. What you said about man defeating God has become a joke!"

"Ka...cha..."

Li Qiu slowly drew the sword in his hand and prepared to kill him again.

"Little friend, you are too murderous and your strength is too weak. You have been counterattacked by the sword energy. Stop it. If you continue to fight, your foundation will be damaged. You will never have the chance to reach the realm of sword immortal again in this life."

"I can not be reconciled."

"If you can't get rid of your obsession and continue to persist, you may die, or you may become a demon in the sword. Is that the result you want?"

"Keng!"

Li Qiu sheathed his sword, gritted his teeth and stared at Tang Hao, "I keep my word, but the next time I see you, you will die!"

"There seems to be something wrong with you."

Tang Hao's consciousness was so sharp that he also noticed something was wrong with Li Qiu's state.

However, his physical condition was worse than that of Li Qiu. Even if he knew that Li Qiu had exhausted his soul power, he could no longer kill him.

So after clasping his fists slightly, he left here dragging his seriously injured body.

"Oh, Holy Son, let's... ahem, see you later."

After Tang Hao left for a few minutes, Li Qiu's body began to glow.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to his original appearance and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"..."

I don’t know how long it took, but it started to rain lightly.

The cold rain slapped Li Qiu's face randomly, but soon someone held an umbrella for him to block the rain.

This was a woman. She looked at Li Qiu lying on the ground, her purple pupils filled with hatred, but mostly self-blame.

"Why are you so arbitrary... If you really have bad intentions, and you want me... to have her, what should I do?"

　I would like to apologize to my adoptive fathers. I was delayed due to something, so I didn’t update during the day. I still rushed out these two chapters.

　　I’ll update it during the day today, sorry! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)