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[Damn, I didn't drive, why was the last chapter blocked again, damn, I recommend reading it tomorrow, I didn't drive in the last chapter and it's gone, it's quite speechless...]

Tang Hao saw two legs from the corner of his eye, stopped in front of him, he endured the severe pain in his crotch, raised his head and roared furiously, "Today, either you die or I..."

"Hu——"

A tightly wrinkled black face just raised up, and before he could finish his harsh words, the thick and strong mace was already mixed with violent wind sound, and it quickly enlarged in his pupils.

Young people don't have martial ethics!

Tang Hao is still very experienced in combat. At this time, he was not suppressed by Lu Xian's second soul skill. His body instinctively dodged and wanted to avoid it, but as soon as his legs moved, the severe pain in his crotch that had just been suppressed by soul power was guided out again, and a devilish voice sounded again.

"Ahhh, shit!"

Tang Hao's cheeks were visibly swollen. The disgusting and intoxicating smell almost restricted his thinking ability. He put on the mask of pain and was a beat slower to dodge.

"Puff--"

The mace hit his face the next second, making his mouth crooked and his eyes crooked. Half of his cheek was rotten and he flew dozens of meters away. The scene was really blood and shit flying all the way, and the ice rain and the sky were the same color.

With a plop, Tang Hao fell into the mud again, and slid another seven or eight meters before lying there, keeping the same posture and not moving.

"Uh..."

The scene of the flying ollie just now made Lu Xian feel a little uncomfortable, his stomach churned, the third soul skill is useful, but it hurts one thousand enemies and costs one meal. He almost vomited the barbecue and wine he had in Ye Hei's world...

If it weren't for brushing the abstract value, he really had to consider the use of this ability in the situation and scene...

"Today, it's either you die or you die!"

He spat, completing the harsh words that Tang Hao hadn't finished.

Do you have the qualifications to speak harshly to me, Li Feiyu?

Even if An Lan came now, he would have to eat a big pill before leaving!

The mace in his hand seemed to feel wrong. Lu Xian lifted the mace bought in the world of Zhantian and took a look. He was a little surprised. This strong blow made the mace a little crooked and no longer so straight. He didn't expect that he couldn't even blow Tang Hao's head.

Is the quality of the mace too poor, or is Tang Hao too shameless?

Lu Xian thinks it is the latter. Tang Hao is so shameless, he must be the most shameless in Douluo. If he had known, he would have beaten the little punk directly.

In the distance.

Tang Hao was lying in the mud puddle, motionless, pretending to be dead. He had rich combat experience and vision, and now he thought he had figured out the soul skills of the evil kid.

One was the soul skill of kneeling down to catch the mace with both hands, and the last soul skill should be the weird singing, and the light shield he was holding was probably a defensive soul skill.

The first two soul skills he had personally experienced were very weird. Tang Hao felt that the light shield defense soul skill was probably not simple, and would have some weird and disgusting abilities, and might even be able to rebound damage.

He only had one chance to attack suddenly, otherwise he would be controlled by the evil soul skill that kneeled down to receive the mace. He was accumulating soul power and waiting for an opportunity...

He wanted to take advantage of the little ghost coming up to check and suddenly attack him. Even if they died together, it was worth his life.

He, Haotian Douluo, must do this!

Otherwise, he will die with regrets.

Tang Hao lay there for a long time without moving.

Lu Xian really didn't think of him pretending to be dead, because he was too lazy to think so much.

From a distance.

"Ahhhh shit!"

The third soul skill was activated again.

Your mother——

Tang Hao lay there, his mouth was swollen and uncomfortable, but he was pretending to be dead, waiting for an opportunity, and couldn't be exposed...

It's just Oli Ge, I can bear it!

"Ahhh shit!"

"Ah shit!"

"Shit!"

"La Le!"

Fuck!

Don't you have any other moves!

yue——

"I, yue——I'll fight you, yue——!"

Hold on to your mother!!!

Tang Hao couldn't hold it in any longer. While vomiting, he took out a silver hammer taller than a man, rushed up to the sky, and held the hammer with both hands to start the move of splitting Huashan Mountain.

"Shua!"

Lu Xian swung the wolf-tooth steel needle sword in his right hand, and the second soul skill was 100% activated by catching the blade with bare hands.

Tang Hao, who had just jumped into the air, threw the silver hammer raised above his head, and the nine soul rings that had just appeared on his body were held back again, then bent his knees, and "thumped" from more than ten meters high, and fell heavily to the ground, and began to slide forward.

His whole face was deformed at this time. You know, there were countless nails on his knees at this time. This time, it was so sour and refreshing, and he really didn't collapse.

Once again, Tang Hao's palm became a hornet's nest. The fine blood holes and the blood spurting out all told what a miserable thing he had experienced.

"Eat my prison, big wolf tooth head hit!"

With a duang sound, the steel needle of the left hand mace embedded in Tang Hao's brain. This time, his eyeballs bulged out of his eye sockets, and they were scarlet as if they were about to burst on the spot.

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Lu Xian was still worried, fearing that he would not die, so he pulled out the mace embedded in his head, and hit him seven or eight times with bang bang bang bang forcefully, until his head was smashed into his chest. Only then did he throw away the severely deformed mace, withdraw his martial spirit and suppress it, ending this thrilling battle!

As Tang Hao's body fell into the mud with a plop, Lu Xian also breathed a sigh of relief and put away the few soul bones he had exploded. The hot chicken was a little spicy, but he could also sell some gold soul coins.

"The Titled Douluo's strength is indeed terrifying. I didn't expect that he could be so... resistant to being beaten."

"Fortunately, I am more skilled!"

"I, Lu Xian, am now as strong as I am today, all thanks to my own hard work and persistence!"

Lu Xian was a little proud that a strong man like Tang Hao had been killed by him, so he asked, "Return!" have! ! who! ! !

"Um?"

He noticed Shushu's gaze, and turned his head to look in the direction of the hut.

The missing door frame of the hut was now rising and falling, with two heads sticking out, silently observing him for who knows how long.

Seeing his glance coming over, Ning Rongrong was so frightened that she immediately retracted her head.

This man is so cruel and terrifying.

He actually used a mace to forcefully knock the head of a titled Douluo into his chest. This is a devil!

Woohoo~ She really wants to go home...

Zhu Zhuqing looked calm, nodded to him from a distance, returned to the house and led the horse over.

Only then did Lu Xian suddenly realize that a touch of fish belly white had appeared on the horizon, and the rustling light rain had almost stopped, leaving only a few swaying raindrops.

It's dawn.

"Aren't you going to ask anything?"

She shook her head, "I don't want to ask. The more powerful you are, the safer I will be. You won't hurt me anyway."

"Tsk! I just like your temperament."

Lu Xian smiled and took the reins of the horse, turned over and stretched out his hand with a gentle smile, "I passed by Notting City in Fasno Province today, and I want to give you a gift!"

She blinked her beautiful eyes, took his hand and kissed the little black horse.

Two figures rode away quickly on little black horses in the first ray of dawn on the horizon.

As for Ning Rongrong, you know, a real man never looks back at an ordinary person.

Thanks to brother Xiao Lei Xue (or is it my sister?) for the reward. I also want to update more, but my strength really doesn’t allow it. I rummage through nearly a thousand abstract memes every day, and then select the ones I need to use and code them into the plot. Try your best to make this chapter interesting and reasonable. It is really not that easy. Two chapters a day is the limit, unless one day the inspiration suddenly bursts, and then there may be an extra chapter to be saved.

The current pursuit is 1800+, and the real pursuit is 900+. The PK recommendation is that the first and second rounds should be stable. I am currently playing the first round, and there is a certain probability of getting into the third and fourth rounds. After that, it will be Sanjiang. I have not been in it for so long since I wrote the book. Sanjiang, the brother who wants to raise books , I beg you that the new book period has passed. Please read it after it is on the shelves. The early stage of the recommendation position is so important. My dream is to go to Sanjiang. I should read it every day, especially on Tuesday when the PK results of the recommendation position are released. I must read it. Xiao Let me first say thank you!

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