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

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

He wants revenge and must take revenge.

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

For example, he joined the Qibao Glazed Sect to ruin Wuhun Palace's good deeds, but he quit because the Qibao Glazed Sect did not want to offend the Haotian Sect.

Not long after, he learned that Wuhun Palace intercepted and killed Tang Hao and forced Tang Hao's wife to sacrifice. At that time, he wanted to join Wuhun Palace, but he didn't dare. When he was in Qibao Glazed Sect, he had left Wuhun Palace Very offended.

Wang Mo felt like he was an insulator of luck, and luck had never favored him.

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

"Give me death."

Wang Mo looked ferocious and used all kinds of methods without scruples, forcing Tang Hao into a state of embarrassment.

But Tang Hao's expression did not change at all, he just avoided silently.

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

This made Wang Mo burst into laughter, and he kicked out, and then another, kicking Tang Hao far away from his original position.

Tang San, who was protected in Tang Hao's arms, had bloodshot eyes. Seeing his father being continuously injured, he became irrational and broke away from Tang Hao.

Follow ghosts!

The Eight Spider Spears come out!

Zhuge Shen Crossbow, Lancet...

Using all kinds of methods, Tang San showed no fear when facing a titled Douluo, but there was something wrong with him, and Wang Mo took this opportunity to catch him.

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

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

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

"what!!!"

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

"Mistress!!?"

Can't remember how many times.

This was the first time today that he was extremely angry because of his mistress. Tang Hao didn't care anymore. He wanted Wang Mo to pay the price.

Tang Hao no longer evaded, no matter how injured he was, he was still the Haotian Douluo who dominated the world.

"Die."

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

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

He was not Golden Crocodile Douluo. Because of the dignity of the strong, Golden Crocodile did not bother to threaten Tang Hao with Tang San.

But Wang Mo was different. His dignity had long since disappeared during the five years he had been Tang Hao's servant.

"Wang Mo, you are despicable!"

Tang Hao's face changed drastically, he suddenly stopped his strength, groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. 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 slice across him.

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

Wang Mo smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, despicability is my pass. After all, not everyone is like you, sir, who can slaughter a family openly."

As he said that, the sickle was raised horizontally again and cut, and another "shameful" wound appeared from Tang Hao's face to an unspeakable part.

Now Tang Hao felt not only anger, but also humiliation and a little fear.

I believe no man can stand this.

When one's life is threatened, the fear at that moment... is simply gnawing.

Tang Hao picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it over.

Wang Mo was not to be outdone, and Tang San, the ultimate killer, was like a soft stick, fiercely thrown out.

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

Tang Hao's face turned red from suppressing it, and he forcefully regained his strength, but he was whipped away by the bloody Tang San.

This scene of "a loving father and a filial son" is so heartwarming.

"This weapon is very easy to use. Not bad."

Wang Mo's laughter was too harsh when it reached Tang Hao's ears.

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

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

Extend your palm.Slowly holding an Eight Spider Spear behind Tang San's back, the soul power was injected along it into the root of the Eight Spider Spear, which was Tang San's spine.

then……

Palm hard!

carry!

Wang Mo actually pulled the Eight Spider Spear out of Tang San's body alive. The pain was like a bone being pulled. Tang San was awakened directly by the pain.

A shrill scream sounded in an instant.

"what!!!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Hao's eyes widened and he suddenly raised his head. His heart was beating 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 screamed vigorously, he fainted again.

This time, he was really out of breath and could die at any time. His body was twisting like a nerve reflex, trembling from time to time.

"Ahhhhh!! You deserve to die!!"

Wang Mo looked at Tang Hao, who was charging at him angrily 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 jingled and spread out, imprisoning Tang Hao.

Then, he threw Tang San in his hand high into the sky, and the Eight Spider Spear was also thrown out, piercing through his body.

Tang Hao stopped struggling and stared blankly at Tang San who fell from the sky. He could feel that Xiao San's aura was quickly disappearing.

Tangjia Continent...

There will be no more.

Maybe Mu Zige wouldn't 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 was the first time Wang Mo called Tang Hao without the suffix "Sir" since he appeared, and his expression became very calm.

It's nothing like what it was like before the revenge was taken.

He was a little empty.

"I'll give you a ride."

The ninth soul skill, Claws of the Blood God.

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

The wind blows lightly.

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

"Moo."

A threatening voice suddenly sounded out.

Wang Mo's eyes instantly became solemn, and the ninth soul skill that had been condensed directly changed its direction and hit a gorilla that was running towards him, knocking it back a hundred meters and knocking over a large tree.

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