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

Tang Hao's move was beyond Ling Feng's expectation.

Ling Feng thought about ten possibilities, and thought about Tang Hao banging him.

I thought about Tang Hao's attack that sacrificed everything, and then was killed by his own sword.

But they only missed that after Tang Hao exploded, he would run away without looking back.

The soul power erupted from the explosion of the five rings was majestic and terrifying, and Tang Hao disappeared into the sky in an instant.

If Ling Feng was Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen or Bo Saixi, Tang Hao might really be able to escape from his hands.

But unfortunately, he is Ling Feng.

No one has ever been able to escape from his hands.

The grass on the grave of the last person who escaped from him was already as tall as him.

Watching Tang Hao escape to a deserted place, Ling Feng slowly raised his right arm, holding the Taixu Feng Yuan Sword, one of the Taixu Nine Yuan Sword martial arts spirits.

I saw streaks of white thunder flashing out of the Taixu Feng Yuan Sword with flowing wind on its surface.

In an instant, Taixu Feng Yuan Sword transformed into another sword - Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword.

"No matter how fast you run, Thunder and Lightning will catch up with you!"

Ling Feng said longly and poured his soul power into the Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword in his hand.

With the injection of soul power, the surface of the Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword flashed with thunder, and streaks of thunder covered the surface of the Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword.

At the same time, the first soul ring on Ling Feng's body lit up.

"Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword!"

"The first soul skill: Thunder·Qiankun Throw!"

"Brush~!"

As Ling Feng's first soul skill was activated, a thunderous sound sounded.

The Taixu Thunder Yuan Sword in his hand instantly turned into a white thunder light.

The white lightning shot straight in the direction where Tang Hao was escaping.

Although Tang Hao can no longer be seen, this sword is not a single attack, but a range attack, and the range attack is huge.

There is no need to hit Tang Hao completely, as long as it hits him within a kilometer radius.

Then the area within one kilometer of him will be engulfed by thunder and turned into silence.

After throwing the sword out, Ling Feng stopped caring about it.

Confidently, without looking back, he turned around and left the Holy Soul Village.

Tang San and Tang Hao are dead!

It is impossible for them to survive under this sword.

Old Jack watched Ling Feng throw a sword in the direction where Tang Hao was escaping, and then turned around and left with confidence.

He stood there stunned for two seconds.

In fact, he really wanted to ask.

Why don't you catch up and take a look?

The people have run so far and have disappeared.

What if someone escapes and the sword misses?

Old Jack wanted to speak.

But at this moment, Ling Feng had already flown away with his sword, and the person had long since disappeared.

Old Jack swallowed the words that were stuck in his throat.

This doesn't seem to be any of his business, why does he worry about it?

So old Jack turned and returned to his house.

The moment he turned around, there was a sound from the distant horizon, like a nuclear bomb explosion.

Hearing the noise, Old Jack instinctively turned around and looked away.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a mushroom cloud composed of countless thunders rising from the distant horizon.

The mushroom cloud, which is several kilometers long, is very spectacular. The smallest diameter of the mushroom cloud is about two kilometers.

The mushroom cloud composed of thunder directly covered the entire sky, turning that area into darkness and silence.

Seeing this scene, Old Jack's hand holding the cane trembled violently, his pupils shrank slightly, and he took a deep breath.

"Bang~!"

There was a bang, and the crutch in his hand fell to the ground.

"This, this, this, this!"

Old Jack was incoherent and could not form a complete sentence.

"This is too scary."

"This is the end of the world!"

After a long time, Old Jack could barely say a word, and his voice was no longer so trembling.

"This is the strength of the law enforcement elder, so terrifying!"

If he had put it before, he would not have believed that a human being could strike such a terrifying sword even to death.

It was also at this moment that Old Jack witnessed what destruction was.

Old Jack changed his entire view of soul masters, thinking that soul masters were just a little better than ordinary people.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

Old Jack finally understood why the law enforcement officer turned around and left so confidently just now.

With such a terrifying destructive power and such a large scope, no one can survive.

but……

Looking at the deserted place, Old Jack was frightened and at the same time feeling happy.

Fortunately, it was a desert, uninhabited and desolate.

Otherwise, just go for Ling Feng's sword.

No one knows how many innocent people will die under this sword.

Old Jack couldn't imagine it at all.

What if the direction Tang Hao fled just now was not there, but another direction.

If Ling Feng chases him with this sword, the consequences will be serious.

The range of that sword was one kilometer in diameter, and under the indiscriminate coverage of thunder, how many innocent people would die?

……

On the other side, thick streaks of thunder surged in the center of the mushroom cloud, and countless spaces were shattered by these thunders.

The space here was affected by the energy of thunder, making the space extremely unstable, and dark space cracks burst out.

Then it was restored by the natural repair of the space, and then the remaining energy was torn apart, repeating each other continuously.

In the center of the mushroom cloud stood a figure, with a swaddle on his back.

The figure's body was as black as coke, and his body exuded a burning smell. The vitality in his body was extremely weak, almost nonexistent.

Fortunately, there is still hope.

And it is still recovering under the repair of a mysterious power.

The body also regained vitality, but it was extremely weak.

There was not a single piece of good intact skin on his whole body.

All those skins were burned to charcoal by the thunder.

Twenty meters away in front of him, there was a sword stuck upright.

Thunder flowed around the sword, containing extremely terrifying power.

However, because it has lost the support of soul power, it is slowly dissipating bit by bit at this moment.

It turned into little bits of starlight and dispersed in the heaven and earth. It turned into the energy of heaven and earth and returned to the whole world.

When the sword completely dissipated, the figure that had been burned into charcoal finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell straight down.

"Bang~!"

There was a close contact with the ground.

Fortunately, he still retained the last trace of consciousness when he fell.

His father's desire to protect his son made him fall as far forward as possible so as not to crush Tang San behind him.

Tang Hao fell to the ground and then completely lost consciousness.

Fortunately, the 100,000-year-old soul bone that Tang Hao was protecting in his arms was secretly emitting a green light.

The green light continued to repair his broken body, replenishing the almost exhausted vitality in his body.

However, seeing that Rao is like this, the effect is minimal.

Even in this situation, if no one passed by and picked him up, Tang Hao would also perish here.

And the infant Tang San behind Tang Hao was completely dehydrated at this moment.

The body was almost completely dry and the body weight was reduced by two-thirds.

He was also unconscious.

But what was better than Tang Hao was that, like Tang Hao, his skin was not burned to char by the thunder.