Douluo: I am the peerless swordsman, protector of Qian Renxue.

The air was solemn, the sword energy flowed, and a chilling air filled the air.

Tang Hao was keenly aware of this hostility, and the vigilance that had just dropped rose again.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Feng, who was walking towards him.

The premonition of danger that first arrived was correct.

"Who is your Excellency?" Tang Hao stared at the other party and asked in a low voice.

"The sword master of Hidden Sword Peak, Ling Feng!"

Hidden Sword Peak may not be very famous on the mainland, but the name Ling Feng is absolutely as thunderous as the name of the peerless swordsman in the world.

Together with Tang Chen of the Haotian Sect, Qian Daoliu, the high priest of Wuhun Palace, and Bo Saixi, the high priest of Poseidon Island, they are also known as the four invincible powerful men in the world.

When he was young, he fought against his great-grandfather Tang Chen. At that time, his great-grandfather Tang Chen said of Ling Feng that Ling Feng was invincible in swordsmanship.

Now that such a person suddenly appeared in front of him, Tang Hao felt a little uneasy when he saw that the other person's posture seemed to be waiting for him.

After tying Tang San in his arms behind his back, he slightly arched his waist and made an attack gesture, looking like a dormant tiger.

Be wary of the opponent in all directions.

"Tang Hao, how do you and your son want to die?!" Ling Feng stared at the other party indifferently, slowly opened his hand, and summoned the first sword among the Taixu Nine Yuan Swords - Taixu. Feng Yuan Sword.

A wisp of breeze blew across his hand, and a green transparent sword made of wind elements appeared out of thin air in Lingfeng's hand.

At the same time, nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, and gold were released from his body.

Link by link, they slowly fell to his feet.

The terrifying pressure of the ninety-ninth level peak Extreme Douluo was also released.

Facing Ling Feng, who had stronger soul power and greater reputation than himself, Tang Hao did not dare to have any confidence.

Xuan Zhi also released his own martial soul and soul ring.

Tang Hao opened his right hand, and waves of thunder flashed out of his palm. The thunderbolts crisscrossed each other, and a power-consuming hammer slowly emerged from the thunder, and was held in Tang Hao's hand.

At the same time, the same five soul rings, black, black, and red, lit up from his body.

Note: The other four were used in the previous fried ring and have not yet cooled down.

A fighting momentum that was not inferior to Ling Feng emanated from Tang Hao's body.

In terms of momentum, Tang Hao's momentum seemed to be vaguely overshadowing the opponent's posture.

This is Tang Hao's fighting style.

No matter whether the opponent's soul power is higher than his or stronger than his own, he will pursue the ultimate power and suppress the opponent in terms of strength.

Seeing this, Ling Feng sneered.

There was a flash of sharpness in it, and he didn't let Tang Hao let him show off.

With a sharp flash in his eyes, an arc-shaped sword energy emitted from around Ling Feng and struck Tang Hao at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

"Brush~!"

The sword energy pursues speed, being invisible and formless, doing whatever it wants. Before Tang Hao could react, his muscled arm was deformed and cut by it.

"Pfft~!"

A wall of blood as thin as paper spurted out from Tang Hao's arm.

Only a sword-sized wound appeared on Tang Hao's arm.

Pain came, and Tang Hao reacted belatedly - he was injured!

In an instant, his pupils shrank violently.

Fear and haze were like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the entire sky in his heart.

If the sword energy that Ling Feng sent out just now had cut his throat instead of his arm, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Senior, I have no enmity or enmity with you, why do you want to stop me here?"

Tang Hao knew how terrifying the opponent was. He was far from his opponent. If he really made a move, he would not get any benefits.

Then he lost his will to resist, put away his martial spirit, and asked the other party with a somewhat polite tone.

Trying to make a big deal out of a big deal makes it into a small matter.

He has no grudges against Hidden Sword Peak.

The effect of this blow was so good, far beyond Ling Feng's expectations.

Ling Feng didn't expect that the mighty Haotian Douluo could be so weak.

He couldn't even catch one of his sword energy.

"I kill people without any reason."

"If I want you to die, you must die!"

Ling Feng's gaze was like a sword, sharp and threatening, and his words were extremely arrogant.

When the infant Tang San heard this, he suddenly felt panic and fear in his heart.

His body began to tremble unconsciously.

No, he managed to save a small life, don't let it end like this.

Although his body became smaller for some unknown reason, he did not want to die again.

He also has Tang Sect treasure records in his mind, as well as various mind, body, and mind techniques and hidden weapons.

With these things, Tang San was confident that he could become a strong man.

Tang San wanted to resist and struggle, but he couldn't.

He could only be trapped in his swaddling clothes, unable to move.

Could it be that today, Tang San, I am going to die here again?

If this is the case, why did God give me another chance to be reborn?

If you want me to experience death again, you don't have to.

I just secretly learned the mental skills of the inner disciples of the Tang Sect and peeked at the Tang Sect's treasure records. There is no need to be punished like this.

Tang San hoped that a miracle would happen.

God can send down a ray of dawn and save him from water and fire.

Tang San was looking forward to hope in his heart.

However, God cannot hear his expectations, and even if it hears it, it cannot respond to him.

After all, even if he is the son of luck, he is not yet young and his remaining luck value is not enough.

The Son of Luck is chosen by God. At the beginning, a wisp of luck is sent down, and the Son of Destiny relies on this wisp of luck to continue to grow.

In the process of growing up, he constantly robs and plunders the power of luck from others.

In the end, the power of his luck reached an extremely terrifying level.

Even if Tang San was really killed by Ling Feng, as far as God was concerned, it would be better to have another son of destiny.

This palu is immortal, and there are other palu.

"Since the senior insists on doing this, then the junior has no choice but to offend!" Tang Hao's eyes rekindled a strong fighting spirit, and he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer again.

Looking at the five soul rings on his body, a look of determination flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

Facing a strong person of this level, if you hesitate even a little bit, you will lose.

Only by giving up all attacks and using all their trump cards can he and Tang San have a glimmer of hope of survival.

"The ultimate secret of the Great Sumeru Hammer: Exploding the Ring!"

"The fifth soul ring - explode!"

"The sixth soul ring - explode!"

"The seventh soul ring - explode!"

"The eighth soul ring - explode!"

"The ninth soul ring - explode!"

Tang Hao exploded five soul rings in an instant.

As the last five soul rings exploded, a monstrous and majestic vast soul power burst out from Tang Hao's body.

Tang Hao's entire aura reached its peak in an instant.

In terms of momentum, it once surpassed Ling Feng.

"A fight to the death?" Ling Feng sneered, "If you think you can defeat me in a fight to the death, then you are too underestimated!"

"The field of swordsmanship is open!"

Ling Feng gave a light drink and directly opened the field of swordsmanship.

With the opening of the kendo field, Lingfeng's combat power instantly reached its peak.

However, the next moment, what shocked Ling Feng was.

After the five rings exploded, Tang Hao did not activate the martial spirit avatar, but injected the soul power into his legs.

"Brush~!"

In the next moment, Tang Hao turned into a stream of light and shot towards the outside of Holy Soul Village.

The speed reached the extreme, and he disappeared into the sky in a matter of seconds.

Ling Feng: "???!!"