Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 38 Tang Zong Was Killed by Tang San

boom--

The clones of the Time Array Clone Hammer were all destroyed by Mo Wentian's kitchen knife.

Tang Zong holds the Wuhun Haotian Hammer, and has no intention of giving up.

More than 30 kitchen knives are flying in the air, no matter how stupid you are, you can't fail to see that these kitchen knives are controlled by Mo Wentian.

Even so, Tang Zong didn't intend to give up, and swung the Clear Sky Hammer firmly towards Mo Wentian.

Even if it is just a simple hammer, he has exhausted all his strength, and he also believes that he can defeat his opponent, and this belief will not change.

"die--"

Tang Zong shouted loudly, exhausted all his strength, and pressed down the last hammer.

call out!call out!call out!call out……

boom--

The kitchen knife formed a shield for Mo Wentian.

The Haotian Hammer hit it, and huge energy rushed towards it.

However, it failed to break through Mo Wentian's defense.

Tang Zong was still erupting, all his strength and all his hopes were on this blow.

"Crush it for me—"

The power of the Clear Sky Hammer failed to shatter the kitchen knife, and could not make Tang Zong fulfill his wish.

"I think you're pretty much done with it, aren't you?"

In the face of Tang Zong's outbreak, the last desperate.Mo Wentian's faint words hurt Tang Zong's heart, no matter how he thought about it, he could never imagine that Mo Wentian's strength was so powerful.

The heavy Clear Sky Hammer is at least a few thousand catties at this time, such a weight can't break the floating kitchen knife, the feelings are a bit fake.

When Tang Zong was thinking this way, his strength had gradually diminished, and the hammer of time formation clone had drained all his soul power, and he would pass out in a short time.

It was also like this, Mo Wentian would say such a sentence, he felt that Tang Zong had almost reached his limit.

"why?"

Tang Zong wanted to know the answer, and wanted to know why he couldn't break Mo Wentian's defense.

"No why."

Mo Wentian said something lightly, and pulled out a kitchen knife from the defense.Then slowly moved to the left, out of Tang Zong's attack range.

"Oh!"

Mo Wentian knocked Tang Zong unconscious with the handle of a kitchen knife.

Tang Zong still wanted to ask something, but Mo Wentian didn't give him the chance at all.

"Finally, the roots of my ears are clean." Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to Tang Zong who was on the ground, and he didn't plan to kill him. If he killed him, he would directly have a death feud with Tang Hao.

I am still a rookie at level 21. If I am not crazy or sick, who would clamor for a title Douluo at level 90? This is no different from lighting a lantern in the toilet.

The person who should care now is the real Tang San.

Mo Wentian looked in Tang San's direction, "He was still there just now, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?" He murmured thinking, really couldn't figure out where Tang San went.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Mo Wentian felt that it was normal to leave again, "Here, it's like being in a wolf's den, now I have the opportunity to leave, of course, if it were me, I would do the same..."

While Mo Wentian was analyzing, he was interrupted by a sudden "puchi", and then he heard a burst of crazy laughter: "Hahahahaha..."

Mo Wentian turned around to look, and an astonishing scene appeared in front of him, he saw Tang San sitting next to Tang Zong, holding a kitchen knife and laughing wildly.

At this time, Tang Zong's body was already separated.

And on Tang San's kitchen knife, bright red blood was dripping.

It is conceivable that Tang San, who just disappeared, did something terrible to Tang Zong.

"Huh~" Mo Wentian exhaled foul breath, he never expected that things would develop like this, his mind went blank, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Hahaha... let you lie to me, let you harm me, let you have bad intentions..."

"I regard you as my dearest relative in the world, but you betray me, betray me..."

"Hahaha... deserve it, deserve it, deserve it..."

Tang San seemed to be crazy, speaking incoherently, and he didn't know whether he was saying that Tang Zong deserved it, or that he deserved it.

Mo Wentian rubbed his brows and forehead, trying to wake himself up, don't be confused by the signs in front of him, just calm down, and report the matter with his good tongue.

Mo Wentian shrugged, "Well, if I were Tang Hao, I wouldn't believe what I said, how could I believe it?" He knew in his heart that it would be useless even if he turned black and white.No, don't say it's upside down, even if you tell the truth, no one will believe what you say.

Life discount!
But the problem is, I really didn't kill people! Hey! ! !
Don't ask why Tang San killed Tang Zong suddenly without doing it himself.

Mo Wentian looked at Tang San carefully, and always felt that he had a bad personality, and his style of doing things was a little too extreme, and he didn't think about the aftermath at all.

"Hey!"

Mo Wentian had no choice but to interrupt Tang San, a lunatic.

Now is not the time to go crazy, shouldn't it be time to discuss how to live in the future and plan for the worst?
In other words, if I take Tang San to the Spirit Hall to ask for asylum, will Bibi Dong agree to me?
The big deal is to sell Tang San and cheat Xuantian Kungfu...

Tang San's laughter stopped abruptly, he raised his head and looked at Mo Wentian.

"What are you thinking, why did you kill him?!"

It’s good to have a reaction, if there is a reaction, explain it, and you can still communicate.

"No reason." Tang San's words were a little cold.

"Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?" Mo Wentian asked again.

"Think about it." Tang San nodded, before Mo Wentian complained, he continued: "I know, what are you worried about, but..."

When he spoke, he wiped his hair up, revealing his delicate face.

"Don't you think I look exactly like him?"

Mo Wentian rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, you are twins, isn't it normal that you are exactly the same?"

Tang San put down his hair, "What I want to say is that from today onwards, I am him, he is me, and I want to live in his identity."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang San wrongly: "Who do you mean, you want to pretend to be him, and the original you, has died here?"

Tang San nodded, "It's not difficult to understand, right? However, his corpse needs to be disposed of properly, and... he was outside, so he called himself Tang San, right? I just took back what belongs to me. !"

Tang San was right, but Mo Wentian felt a little creepy in his heart, he didn't know if Tang San thought of it suddenly, or premeditated.

Regardless of that point, as a witness, Mo Wentian is uncomfortable, who knows if one day, Tang San even wants to kill him.

After all, only the dead can keep secrets, Mo Wentian still understands this truth.

As for Tang San, Mo Wentian only knew it in writing, and couldn't copy it completely, it was only for reference.

Mo Wentian looked at Tang San, and said silently in his heart: "Is it just for reference?"

(End of this chapter)