Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 44 Tang San's death.

Wang Mo's life was unfortunate, and the cause of this misfortune was Tang Hao.

He wanted revenge, and he had to.

But Wang Mo did a lot, but he failed to achieve his goal.

For example, he joined the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School to destroy the good things of the Wuhun Palace, but he withdrew because the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School did not want to offend the Haotian School.

Not long after that, I learned that the Wuhun Palace intercepted and killed Tang Hao and forced Tang Hao's wife to sacrifice. At that time, he wanted to join the Wuhun Palace, but he didn't dare. It's a terrible offense.

Wang Mo feels that he is like a lucky insulator, and luck has never favored him.

Today, Wang Mo feels that God has finally opened his eyes and allowed him to meet Tang Hao, and it was Tang Hao who was seriously injured.

"Give me death."

Wang Mo's expression was ferocious, and he used all means without scruples, forcing Tang Hao into a panic.

But Tang Hao's expression didn't change at all, he just avoided silently.

Slowly, more and more scars appeared on Tang Hao's body, and his movements became slower and slower.

This made Wang Mo laugh out loud. He kicked Tang Hao far away from his original position with another kick.

Protected by Tang Hao in his arms, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, seeing his father's constant injuries, he had become irrational, and broke free from Tang Hao directly.

Follow ghosts!
The Eight Spider Lances come out!

Godly Zhuge Crossbow, Lancet Knife...

With all kinds of means, Tang San was not afraid of a Titled Douluo, but he had something to do, and Wang Mo took advantage of this opportunity to catch him.

Wang Mo looked at Tang Hao who suddenly panicked, and a wicked smile appeared on his evil face: "Master Tang Hao, you have caused me too much pain, but now... I am not in a hurry to take revenge, I want to You taste my pain."

The soul power concentrated on the palm, and hit Tang San's stomach heavily, directly breaking through the defense and opening a bloody hole.

The most important thing is that such a terrifying injury will not let Tang San die.

"what!!!"

Tang San howled miserably, this kind of pain, even with his heart, he couldn't bear it, and passed out directly.

"Little three!!?"

Can't remember how many times.

This was the first time today that he was very angry because of Xiaosan, Tang Hao didn't care anymore, he wanted Wang Mo to pay the price.

Tang Hao no longer evades, regardless of the injuries all over his body, he is still the Haotian Douluo who dominates the world.

"Die."

The Clear Sky Hammer was thrown directly, and the billowing air waves rolled up were ferocious like a tsunami.

But Wang Mo smiled indifferently, facing the Clear Sky Hammer... and threw Tang San out.

He is not Golden Crocodile Douluo, because of the dignity of the strong, Golden Crocodile disdains to use Tang San to threaten Tang Hao.

But Wang Mo is different, his dignity has long since disappeared during the five years he was Tang Hao's servant.

"Wang Mo, you are despicable!"

Tang Hao's complexion changed drastically, he suddenly withdrew his strength, and let out a muffled snort, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his internal organs seemed to be shifting, causing pain.

"mean?"

Wang Mo smiled, rushed forward to grab Tang San again, and released the dazzling blood-colored Blood Demon Scythe to cut across.

Tang Hao was shocked, and shot out like an arrow from the string. A long wound appeared on his waist and abdomen. Although it was not deep, it also looked ferocious.

Wang Mo smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, despicableness is my passport. After all, not everyone can slaughter a family openly like you, my lord."

As he said that, the sickle moved horizontally again, and cut off, from Tang Hao's face to the unspeakable part, there was a "shameful" wound again.

Now Tang Hao felt not only anger, but also humiliation, and a little bit of fear,
I believe that no matter which man he is, he can't stand this.

When one's lifeblood is threatened, the fear at that moment... can literally kill people.

Tang Hao swung the sledgehammer and smashed it.

But Wang Mo was not to be outdone, Tang San, the ultimate killer, ruthlessly flung it out like a soft stick.

At that moment, the sound of piercing through the air was so pleasant to Wang Mo's ears.

Tang Hao's face flushed red, abruptly withdrew his strength, but he himself was blown away by the bloody Tang San.

Such a scene of "father's kindness and son's filial piety" is so heartwarming.

"This weapon is very useful. It's not bad."

Wang Mo's laughter reached Tang Hao's ears, it was too piercing.

He lowered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and for the first time his rough face looked so ferocious.

Looking at Tang Hao who lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to face the reality, Wang Mo's smile at the moment was so similar to that Dragon King.

Hold out your palm.Gradually hold an Eight Spider Lance on Tang San's back, along with spirit power, inject it into the root of the Eight Spider Lance, which is Tang San's spine.

then……

Palm hard!

提！
Wang Mo actually pulled out the Eight Spider Lances from Tang San's body alive. The pain was like a sprained bone. Tang San was directly awakened by the pain.
The shrill scream sounded in an instant.

"what!!!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Hao's eyes widened, and he suddenly raised his head, his heart beat extremely fast at that moment, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, just like the uncontrollable fear and anger.

After Tang San let out a lively scream, he passed out again.

This time it was the real Qi Ruoyousi, who might die at any time, his body twisted like a nerve reflex, trembling from time to time.

"Ahhhhh!! You should be damned!!"

Wang Mo looked at Tang Hao who was furious again, and curled his lips: "The screams of your father and son are quite similar."

"Blood chain."

The void behind Wang Mo fluctuated slightly, and red chains "ding ding" sounded, spreading out and imprisoning Tang Hao.

Afterwards, he threw Tang San in his hand high into the sky, and the Eight Spider Lances were also thrown out, piercing through his body.

Tang Hao no longer struggled, staring blankly at Tang San who fell from high altitude, he could feel that Xiao San's aura was disappearing rapidly.

The Tang Family Continent...

There will be no more.

Perhaps Mu Zige would not have thought that Tang San died in this way.

"Okay. Tang Hao, your son is dead. It's time for you to accompany him."

This is the first time Wang Mo has called Tang Hao without the suffix "adult" since he appeared, and his face has become very calm.

It's not at all like the way it was before the revenge.

He felt a little empty.

"I'll give you a ride."

The ninth soul skill, Claw of the Blood God.

The Blood Demon Scythe floated in the air, distorted in shape, and turned into a huge bloody claw, sticking out from the void.

The wind blows lightly.

Rolling up Wang Mo's long hair, one can faintly see a sacred and bloody mark under the bangs.

"Moo."

A voice full of deterrence, like a cow but not a cow, suddenly came out.

Wang Mo's gaze became solemn for an instant, and the ninth soul skill that had already been condensed turned around and hit a gorilla that was running wildly, knocking it back a hundred meters and toppled a large tree.

Being able to repel the "Overlord" Titan Giant Ape of the Star Dou Forest with one move also shows how terrifying the power of this soul skill is.

(End of this chapter)