Douluo signed for ten thousand years, Bibi Dong kneeled and begged me to come out

Chapter 187 Appearing, Asura Blood Sword

Hybridization!

This is indeed true, Tang San's father is Haotian Douluo, basically the most masculine man in the entire Douluo Continent, and her mother is the Blue Silver Emperor who can rejuvenate the earth, a 10-year-old soul beast , the kind that can burst into divine pretense.

The combination of the two gave birth to Tang San. In terms of blood, Tang San is a hybrid.

To put it bluntly, he is a little bastard.

According to the normal development of Douluo Continent, the human blood of Tang San's descendants will become thinner and thinner, and finally become soul beasts completely.

But that was just a normal development history, now that Chenlong came to this world, Tang San didn't have the ability to continue to reproduce.

Hearing the word hybrid, Tang San only felt that he had been greatly insulted, and that handsome face also became distorted.

"Say it again, who is a hybrid!"

Tang San was a bit unable to control his tone due to his overly excited emotions.

At this moment, most of the people present also felt a hint of femininity in his voice, and it was a harsh one.

"Hmph, say it a hundred times again, it's also a fact!"

"Tang San, I know you have a hole card, and you've played it to this point, don't you want to take it out?"

"You don't really think that these flowers and plants, and that little broken hammer can cause any harm to me, do you?"

In the sky, Chen Long spoke to Tang San very contemptuously.

Hearing that, Tang San also showed a sinister smile on his face.

"I didn't want to take it out so early, but you forced me to do so."

Between words, Tang San put away his spirit avatar.

Between the eyebrows, an upside-down red sword pattern appeared just like that.

In the next second, Tang San shook his hands towards the void, and a blood-red long sword appeared in the sky.

In an instant, the entire world was dyed blood red, and that pure killing intent could even have a suppressive effect on Title Douluo.

Looking at the blood red long sword in Tang San's hand, Chen Long was no stranger to this thing.

"I guessed right, that old ghost of God Shura really gave you this thing as a gift."

"No wonder you dare to challenge me, it turns out that's the case."

While speaking, Chen Long put away the Shenlong Wuhun and replaced it with the Seven Killing Sword.

The sharp edge on it and Shura's blood sword complement each other, but it also looks much dimmer.

Artifacts and martial arts, no matter when, the two are not the same.

As the God of Law in the God Realm, God Shura has the strongest attack power among the five great god kings. His weapons are naturally unprecedentedly powerful, and the Seagod Trident is simply weak compared to him.

But then again, the quality of the weapon is important, but the more important thing is always the person who uses the sword.

Tang San swings a sledgehammer, or feeds rabbits with blue silver grass, how does he know swords.

Because of this, at the moment when Shura's blood sword appeared, Chen Long didn't think that the sword in his hand would definitely lose to him.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Seven Kills Real Body"

A blue figure appeared behind Chen Long, and after opening the Martial Soul Avatar, his own attributes had more than doubled.

The edge of the Seven Killing Sword in his hand is also sharper than before.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Long raised his sword and slashed at Tang San.

Facing such an attack, even though the two of them had a soul power gap of more than ten levels, with the Asura Blood Sword in his hand, he was not afraid of Chenlong at all.

"boom"

There was a loud bang, and the two long swords intertwined, instantly dividing the entire sky into red and blue.

In an instant, several strong men who were fighting also stopped at the same time.

"What a powerful fighting spirit, my soul-breaking gun is trembling."

Yang Wudi forced Dianwei back with a single shot, and when everyone stopped, his eyes immediately fell on the sky.

For a person who uses momentum to fight, once the momentum in his body is defeated, his strength will be greatly reduced.

At this time, the sky in the sky was giving him this feeling.

Yang Wudi's aura seemed to be completely suppressed, and he couldn't wake it up no matter what.

And for a title Douluo, even if Dian Wei's brain is not very bright, he can still see such flaws.

In the battle just now, relying on Yang Wudi's outstanding performance and the cooperation of the two Contras, Dian Wei, who possessed brute strength, did not have much advantage.

But now, the momentum in Yang Wudi's body was suppressed by the scene in the sky, so he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

"The eighth soul skill, ground breaking"

The eighth soul ring under his feet suddenly lit up, and Dian Wei, holding the sky-opening axe, swept forward, and the sharp air blade swept towards Yang Wudi just like that.

At this time, both Niu Gao and Tai Tan noticed the absent-minded Yang Wudi, as if his heart was being held by someone's hand.

"Old goat, be careful"

Hearing the call of his two old partners, Yang Wudi came back to his senses.

It's a pity that their reminders were still a bit slow, the aura of the sky-opening ax was close at hand, Yang Wudi didn't have time to use any soul skills, so he had to instinctively raise the soul-breaking gun to block it.

"boom"

The soul-breaking gun shattered at this moment, a crack was opened in Yang Wudi's chest, a mouthful of blood spewed out like that, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken thread.

At this moment, the strongest attack of the three Contra combinations was defeated.

Yang Wudi collapsed on the ground unconsciously, and cold sweat flowed from the foreheads of the two Tai Tans.

Dian Wei looked at them gloomyly, his slightly violent face was like a ghost from hell.

"It's your turn now."

In another battle circle, Snake Lance Douluo's body was covered with wounds, but Zhao Yun's armor was not stained with any blood.

Under the ebb and flow, defeat has become a foregone conclusion.

In this round, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had won a huge victory, and the Tang Army would collapse in a short time.

Whether this situation can be reversed depends on the battle in the sky and when the reinforcements from Wuhundian and Star Luo Empire will arrive.

In the sky, the aura rose with time, and Tang San, whose body was riddled with holes, also appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows again.

With the special skill of the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone, his life was preserved.

As for the Asura Blood Sword, an artifact that requires a huge amount of soul power to cast, it is no longer enough to sustain it.

On the other hand, Chen Long stood with his hands behind his back, with a Qingfengyun smile on his face, as if he hadn't been affected at all.

He would not tell anyone that the Shura blood sword made his hands tremble.

"Tang San, don't tell me this is all you have, it's too disappointing for me!"

Chen Long spoke softly, his mocking tone aroused Tang Shan's great annoyance.

In a moment of urgency, blood spurted out of his mouth.

After that, Tang San's recovery was somewhat slow, and that handsome face also became a little pale.

Even so, the fighting spirit in his eyes didn't shatter in any way.

Looking down at the Tang family army who was in dire straits below, a look of determination appeared in the eyes of the sect master at the moment when he saw the three major patriarchs with a single attribute fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)