Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Pang Hao looked at Tang San with a ferocious smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he smiled reluctantly and said: "Brother Tang San is really very capable. With the strength that he just broke through the Soul Emperor, he was able to contain a Soul Saint. Later Silver Corpse.”

"Good skills are not as good as Brother Pang Hao's good methods."

Tang San smiled, but the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed. Pang Hao had been stumbling upon him since they met, and now he even wanted to put him to death. With all these actions , enough for Tang San to put it on the must-kill list.

"You shameless bastard!"

But as murderous intent surged in Tang San's eyes, an angry shout suddenly sounded from behind, and then a petite figure suddenly rushed out, directly picking up the coffin lid in his hand and fiercely facing it. Pang Hao patted away angrily.

When Pang Hao saw this, his eyes changed slightly, but he did not take action. He just waited until the attack was about to come, and the gray-haired old man flashed out, and slapped his skinny palm backhand. In the majestic soul power, There was a faint black light surging, and the sound was astonishing.

boom!

The coffin lid of the God of Death and the palm wind of the gray-haired old man were struck together, a loud sound resounded, and an astonishing wave swept out. Immediately, the petite figure was shaken and flew out.

"Hmph, the little girl is too uneducated." The gray-haired old man looked at Lingshan who was knocked away with a cold face, and shouted coldly.

"If you have any education, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

Tang San's eyes turned completely cold at this moment, and then green light suddenly burst out from his body, and he shouted sharply: "Lingshan!"

Hearing the shout, Lingshan immediately nodded and threw the coffin lid in her hand directly towards Tang San. The latter grabbed it, his majestic soul power surged, and with a fierce wave, black light waves roared out from the coffin lid. , sweeping toward the gray-haired old man.

The gray-haired old man stared at the black light wave that was sweeping towards him, his eyes were fixed, and he punched out immediately, and a hundred-foot fist seal was condensed, colliding heavily with the black light wave.

Bang!

The loud and loud sound spread, and the incomparably violent energy ripples tore apart the thundercloud.

Tang San had no expression on his face and did not retreat at all. Immediately, the coffin lid suddenly flew up in his hand, and his right leg was swung up like a giant axe, and then he was thrown hard on the coffin lid.

Swish!

The Death God's coffin was covered under Tang San's leg, and suddenly turned into a black light, tearing apart the space and blasting away at the gray-haired old man at an astonishing speed.

"idiot!"

When the gray-haired old man saw Tang San throwing out the Death God's coffin lid, a greedy and sneer flashed across his eyes. This coffin lid was obviously an extremely powerful treasure.

And Tang San, who has lost his coffin lid, is he still a tiger without teeth?

"Since you are going to give me the treasure, then I will be disrespectful!" The gray-haired old man held his palms, and his majestic soul power transformed into two giant hands, and then he aimed them at the violently plundering man. The coming black light grabbed it heavily.

boom!

The giant hand grasped above the black light, but there were astonishing fluctuations, and the coffin of death struggled fiercely, forming a stalemate with the giant hand.

Tang San looked at this scene with cold eyes, but paid no attention to it. However, his cold gaze suddenly turned towards Pang Hao, and then he disappeared with a movement of his body.

Seeing Tang San disappear, the expressions of those Nine Nether Sect masters suddenly changed, and then they realized that Tang San's target was not the gray-haired old man, but Pang Hao!

He deliberately threw the coffin lid of the god of death to restrain the gray-haired old man.

"Boy, you dare!"

The gray-haired old man also realized something was wrong, and immediately shouted sharply, but at this time, he was entangled by the coffin lid, and there seemed to be an extremely strange force coming out of the coffin lid, which made him uncomfortable for a moment. Dare to break free easily.

Tang San ignored his shouts, and appeared directly in front of the gloomy-looking Pang Hao in a flash. Then, a ferocious smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

boom!

Without any hesitation, Tang San suddenly punched out, and as the wind of his fist surged, a full thirty green dragon light patterns suddenly appeared from his arm, and a shocking roar of the dragon suddenly sounded.

Thirty green dragon light patterns increased in size. Such power caused some distortions in the surrounding space, and the surrounding Nine Nether Sect strong men looked at it with horror.

"You really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Pang Hao was also driven to true anger by Tang San. Immediately, a ferocious look surged in his eyes, and then the majestic soul power in his body swept out almost without reservation.

"The fifth soul skill, Nine Nether White Bone Palm!"

The loud shout came from Pang Hao's mouth, and immediately his palm suddenly became as white as jade. It looked like a hand of bones, but there was a chilling fluctuation in that whiteness.

Obviously, this so-called Nine Nether White Bone Palm is also a ten thousand year level soul skill.

boom!

The fist entwined with the light pattern of the green dragon, in the next moment, directly under the gaze of many eyes, struck the hand of the bones fiercely.

At the moment of the bombardment, a deep and piercing sound resounded immediately, and the thundercloud was torn apart by this strong wind.

boom!

While the loud sound resounded, an explosion and a shrill scream followed, and then everyone saw with their eyes narrowed that one of Pang Hao's arms exploded into a fist at this moment. A cloud of blood mist, and his body, like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down. Several experts from the Nine Nether Gates tried to stop them, but they were shocked by the astonishing force from the body, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.

hiss.

When everyone saw this result, they couldn't help but feel a sense of shock in their hearts. Who would have thought that Tang San would blow the arm of Pang Hao, who had reached the level 64 Soul Emperor level, with one punch.

With such strength, it is undoubtedly stronger than the two people who fought half a day ago.

Moreover, the ruthlessness of Tang San's attack made them slightly frightened. The former looked quite young, but his method was extremely decisive.

Perhaps even the gray-haired old man could not have expected that Tang San would be able to injure Pang Hao like this under the interception of a strong late-stage Soul Emperor.

"Junior, you are courting death!"

When the gray-haired old man saw the severely injured Pang Hao, he also became furious and suddenly turned around, attacking Tang San with a sharp claw wind.

call out!

The dragon's wings spread out behind Tang San, and he retreated violently, easily dodging the gray-haired old man's attack. Then he dropped his toes on the coffin lid, looking indifferently at the furious gray-haired old man and the giant man with a broken arm. Hao said calmly: "It's just asking for some interest. Since you have the intention to plot against others, you must be prepared to be plotted against."

"Hehe, if you Jiuyoumen plan to entangle me here, I don't care. However, the treasure in the Thunder Palace may have nothing to do with you."

Tang San smiled and said lightly, but the gray-haired old man who was about to pounce again suddenly froze.

At this time, the three silver corpses have been sealed off, and the gate of the Thunder Palace is also wide open. Such a treasury that is no longer fortified is undoubtedly an undisguised temptation for the strong present. , There is also redness in the eyes.

"Boy, when this matter is over, I need you not to survive, not to die!" the gray-haired old man sternly said.

"Anytime."

Tang San smiled slightly, not bothering to pay attention to him anymore. With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the coffin lid under his feet flew towards Lingshan, who then grabbed him.

"go!"

Tang San shouted, and then he rushed out, like a roc, roaring towards the open door of the Thunder Palace.

Behind them, the large number of strong men also moved upon hearing the wind. Suddenly, one after another, like locusts, rushed into the Thunder Palace that had been covered in dust for thousands of years.