Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

The incomparably pitch-black Haotian Hammer, superimposed with the Zhenzi Jue, was projected towards it.

On the head of the Clear Sky Hammer, a gorgeous yet menacing black soul ring emerged.

Tang San is back!

However, amidst those shocked gazes, Tang San who landed in front of the stronghold stretched out his hand to touch his wet hair, then looked straight at the Holy Rakshasa, pointing at the latter with the tip of his ivory knife, and drank like a thunder , the momentum is like a rainbow.

"I am Tang San of the Knights of the Spirit Hall, look straight at me, you cub."

In the dark world, there is chaos everywhere.

But the battlefield seems to be divided at this time.

It was obviously only the strength of the soul master realm, but at this moment, the torrent of the ghost Rakshasa stopped abruptly, and at the same time began to retreat in panic.

The strange smile on the face of Saint Rakshasa further back also restrained bit by bit at this time.

Because from the black giant hammer, it sensed a very strong threat.

It wasn't because of the foot-long hammer, but because of the black soul ring full of fierce aura.

Outside the stronghold, the originally chaotic and cruel battlefield suddenly became strangely quiet at this moment.

It seems to be caught in a strange harmony.It's disgusting.

Obviously, this stronghold will be bloodbathed soon, let's taste these fresh flesh and blood!

On St. Raksha's weird face, a look of rage and ferocity emerged, and his gaze towards the black giant hammer also became gloomy and cold.

No matter who it is today, it can't stop it from tasting these flesh and blood!

And Tang San also sensed the hostile gaze of Saint Rakshasa for the first time, but the situation is complicated now, and he didn't immediately attack violently, after all, his Blue Silver Grass still has three spirit rings, in essence, now Tang San is still a soul master.

At this time, the powerful evil power began to rise from the body of Saint Rakshasa, and it rushed straight into the sky like billowing wolf smoke.

But when it showed its own strength, it still tried its best to maintain some restraint.

And on the high wall of the back stronghold, Qian Renxue, Hu Qingming and everyone else watched the confrontation with some nervousness.

Tang San did come back alive as they wished, but it's not considered to have advanced to the Soul Sect, and he didn't know that the ten thousand year spirit ring obtained there was attached to the Clear Sky Hammer. Even so, after this battle, Tang San However, the effect that can be produced is still negligible.

The Holy Rakshasa, if it gets fierce for a while, will definitely slaughter their stronghold.

Moreover, although Saint Rakshasa is ferocious, he also has a bit of wisdom after all. This can be seen from the fact that it has been a tentative attack since it came to the battlefield, and it has not directly launched an attack on the stronghold.

There was fine cold sweat on Hu Qingming's white forehead. This atmosphere was really tormenting.

"Why do I feel that we have become more dangerous? Tang San seems to have angered it." She couldn't help whispering.

Others also felt sorry for each other. The scene in front of them made many people feel weak in their legs.

"Tang San is not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Qian Renxue said lightly.

After she said this, everyone was a little silent, and their eyes turned to Tang San who was standing less than a thousand meters away from the Holy Rakshasa.

They hid behind, all under such pressure, and Tang San, who was locked by such a fierce monster as Holy Raksha, how much pressure should he have?

At this moment, Tang San was still able to stand there with a normal expression, which already made people admire his heart.

"But let's all be prepared, it's already a desperate situation anyway, do you really think Tang San can block this Holy Rakshasa with a hammer of a spirit ring?" Qian Renxue said again.

She didn't want everyone to have too many expectations of Tang San, after all the current situation, the crisis still hadn't been lifted.

In other words, as long as Saint Rakshasa is not seriously injured, this stronghold will still be bloodbathed at any time.

"Captain, if they continue to confront each other like this, the situation will not be good for us." Fu Xinyi said in a low voice.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly. How could she not know this? Once this stalemate continues, as Saint Raksha gradually calms down, the situation will become more difficult to control.

At that point, their only variable is gone.

It's just that at this time, no one dares to easily break the deadlock. If Qian Renxue and the others make a move, it might anger Saint Rakshasa. The one who was torn apart was Tang San.

Therefore, the first one to move must not be the stronghold.

Then who can move?

Some complicated gazes turned to Tang San who was in front of Sheng Luosha.

At this time, Tang San is the best person to break this deadlock.

But once he does this, there is a great possibility that he will face life and death in the first place, because if he retreats or advances, he will be killed by the Holy Rakshasa.

To retreat is to lose momentum, to advance is to seek death.

In their view, this is almost a dead end.

And Tang San, would he be willing to pay this price?

Everyone was silent, and did not say such words, because they saw Qian Renxue's gradually icy face, obviously, the latter also understood this.

And with the relationship between Qian Renxue and Tang San, I am afraid that this situation will never be allowed to happen.

However, their silence didn't last long, and gradually some commotion came out.

Then, all of their eyes widened suddenly, because they saw that Tang San, who was standing in front of the fierce confrontation, suddenly raised his palm slowly at this moment.

He turned his head and seemed to smile at the people on the other side of the high wall.

Then he slammed his palm down and made a charge gesture.

"kill!"

He let out a roar, holding an ivory straight knife in his hand, like a lonely knight holding a banner, and rushed towards the enemy troops all over the mountains and plains.

Looking at his back, at this moment, the eyes of many students on the high wall turned red.

Some female students even cried aloud.

"Tang San." Hu Liena stared blankly at Tang San's indomitable back, moisture rose in her big watery eyes, blurring her vision.

Hou Yuxuan stared at Tang San's figure, as if he wanted to keep it in his heart.

"This guy."

Xie Yue took a deep breath and said softly: "It's the first time I admire a person so much, a real man."

Yan on the side was silent, he stared at Tang San's back, before he only felt that among the students of the same grade, only Xie Yue could be regarded as bloody and courageous, but now, he felt that the present Tang San was far superior to them.

Hu Qingming was also looking at Tang San's figure, she didn't show any emotion, but her eyes were a little complicated, and finally her eyes turned to Qian Renxue.

At this moment, the latter's eyes seemed to be fixed on Tang San's body, the hand holding the angel sword's hilt was slowly exerting force, and the knuckles turned white.

And under the gaze of many eyes from behind, Tang San's figure rushed into the attack range of Gui Luocha Torrent.