Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Everyone looked over and saw that Little Wu was holding Poseidon's Trident, which was completely dark, and her aura was far superior to before.

Regarding this point, the gods in the God Realm didn't find it strange. Little Wu was just Tang San's bench. Whether it was the Asura God position or the Poseidon God position, it could be placed on this broken bench.

Poseidon's Trident drew an arc in front of Little Wu, and her movements and stances were exactly the same as Tang San's.

Golden Thirteen Styles, first style, Immovable Storm!

Immovable Storm is known as the number one control skill in the God Realm. At this moment, when the two of them used it together, stacking on top of each other, they briefly imprisoned Huo Yuhao.

Poseidon once stated that once hit by Immovable Storm, no matter how strong the opponent was, they would not be able to move even half a step within eight seconds.

The corners of Tang San's mouth rose, a cold smile hanging on them, and the Asura Demon Sword was raised high. His entire person directly transformed into a blood-colored light, merging with the sea of blood behind him.

Then, it transformed into a blood-colored giant sword, heading straight for the trapped Huo Yuhao, and slashed down.

Tang San's attack this time carried a sharp killing intent.

The gods in the God Realm watched with trepidation, secretly thinking that the Asura God was truly terrifying.

The God of Destruction also watched intently. This sword was still a bit lacking compared to the previous generation of Asura God.

However, the God of Destruction asked himself, and even he himself would probably not be able to receive this sword without injury.

I wonder if that guy is dead or alive. Just as the God of Destruction was thinking this, the blood light dissipated.

The gods saw clearly that Huo Yuhao was not dead, but his face was extremely pale, and the clothing transformed from his super artifact was covered in hideous cracks, as dense as a spider web.

As expected, a God King is still a God King, and will not fall so easily, the gods thought.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was not dead, Tang San was a little disappointed, but he did not delay and continued to launch a fierce attack.

Little Wu provided support from the side, but her mouth was not idle either.

"Hehe, keep being arrogant, where's your arrogance now? Crawl for me, you trash!

Worthless thing, do you understand what it means to show weakness to lure the enemy? This is called tactics."

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Little Wu's mouth was like a machine gun, constantly mocking, revealing her sharp and刻薄 side.

The gods understood in their hearts that the Poseidon was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, waiting for the crucial moment to launch a fatal blow.

However, what about the promised one-on-one fight?

Tang San and Little Wu joined forces, as if they had opened up the Ren and Du meridians, suppressing Huo Yuhao tightly.

On the other side, the Kind God, who had been dragged into the water, was finding it very difficult to deal with Ilex.

The Kind God's true form was a Fire Lotus born from the earth, known as the Flame Empress. She was not a member of the human race and was not tolerated by the God Realm. After her divine strength was exposed, she was killed by the law enforcers of the God Realm.

Later, under the God King's bet, she was reborn as the "Eastern Wood Saintess" Chen Si璇. After experiencing many hardships, she became a god again and inherited the position of the Kind God, becoming one of the five great God Kings of the Douluo God Realm's God Realm Committee.

However, even though she was reborn as a human, the God Realm was still wary of her. The position of the Kind God that the previous Kind God passed on to her was not complete.

The artifact, Heart of Kindness, was not passed down either.

Therefore, the Kind God's strength was at the bottom among the five great God Kings.

However, even the weakest is still a God King, and Ilex could not defeat her in a short time.

The Evil God was also at a disadvantage, but his situation was much better than the Kind God's.

So, that's all there is to it. Tang San thought to himself, suppressing Huo Yuhao tightly while shouting to the God of Destruction in the God Realm, "Destruction, what are you waiting for? Quickly take action and eliminate these scourges."

The God of Destruction replied with a smile, "Tang San, this is your personal feud. You still want to drag me down with you."

Damn it, Tang San cursed inwardly, but he was also helpless. He had no way to make the God of Destruction take action.

If that's the case, it might be a little difficult to kill this little brat.

"Little Wu."

"Received." Little Wu responded and once again used the first style of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, Immovable Storm.

Huo Yuhao slashed fiercely with his long sword, and the halo that was trapping him collapsed and dissipated after a brief stalemate.

But immediately after, the Immovable Storm cast by Tang San came down, and the two were closely connected one after the other. Huo Yuhao was unable to react in time and was hit again. His strength was much weaker than before, and he seemed stretched thin dealing with the combined attack of Tang San and Little Wu.

"Hehe, as expected, you're a waste. You're good for nothing except being stubborn."

Seeing Huo Yuhao being hit again, Little Wu smiled triumphantly and transformed into a golden light, quickly attacking Huo Yuhao.

Gu Yue'na noticed this scene and was anxious, worried that something might happen to her man.

But within this worry, there was also a hint of doubt. She always felt that something was not quite right. That guy was not one to suffer losses.

Within the God Realm, more and more gods were rushing over.

Dai Mubai was eager to try, rubbing his fists, thinking that it was nothing more than this, and he could do it too. Should he take this opportunity to teach this unfilial and rebellious junior a lesson?

In the blink of an eye, Little Wu had already arrived in front of Huo Yuhao. Poseidon's Trident was raised high, and the tip of the halberd gleamed with dazzling divine light, aiming at Huo Yuhao's head and stabbing down.

If this hit, a big hole would be unavoidable.

Tang San was doing his best to maintain Immovable Storm.

Just as she was about to hit the other party's face, Little Wu suddenly saw that Huo Yuhao's expression was no longer panicked, but instead revealed a hint of a smile.

What does this mean? What is he smiling about at this time? This thought arose in Little Wu's mind.

She saw that in Huo Yuhao's empty left hand, a Fang Tian画戟 suddenly appeared. It was actually a super artifact as well.

The Heavenly Saint Cracking Abyss Halberd moved, and the Immovable Storm broke!

Little Wu instantly panicked, and a voice appeared in her heart, We've been tricked!

Clang!

Crack!

The Heavenly Saint Cracking Abyss Halberd and Poseidon's Trident collided. In just an instant, cracks appeared on the tip of Poseidon's Trident.

Then, in Little Wu's unbelievable gaze, the middle tip of Poseidon's Trident shattered!

Unbelievable, a divine artifact would be so easily destroyed.

The Heavenly Saint Cracking Abyss Halberd continued unabated, heading straight for Little Wu.

Escape, she couldn't escape.

Two divine lights burst out from Huo Yuhao's eyes, and a huge divine sense power rushed towards Little Wu, and the latter's figure instantly stopped.

Pfft!

The Heavenly Saint Cracking Abyss Halberd pierced through her chest, stabbing Little Wu right through the heart.

At the same time, blood flowed from her seven orifices.

"Hehe, you're really brave. Did you really think that the God King is made of clay?" Huo Yuhao said, his tone full of mockery.

However, Little Wu was no longer able to respond. Her aura was plummeting, and it looked like she wouldn't survive.

The reversal came too quickly, and the gods were stunned. Dai Mubai's body stiffened, and he dismissed the thoughts in his heart.

"No, Little Wu!" Tang San cried out in grief, rushing towards Huo Yuhao desperately, like a rabid dog that had been hungry for three days and three nights, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards a dung pit.