Douluo: Draw the sword hundreds of millions of times, Bibi Dong is addicted

Put away the blue silver grass in a hurry, if there is any sudden change, leave immediately.

"found it."

In Huang Wei's pupils, the mental projection was released, quickly outlining the layout of the entire back mountain.

Quickly find the waterfall, and in the waterfall hides a scruffy beggar man in tattered robes.

If you come to this place at this time and are still in that cave, you can tell based on your body shape.

This person is not Tang Hao, who else could it be?

call out!

In the next second, Huang Wei Yujian moved and appeared above the waterfall in an instant.

"Tang Hao, come out and meet the Holy Son!"

Huang Wei stood with his hands behind his back, not only showing no sign of fear, but said calmly.

"This person knows me, since he really came here for me?"

"My Son?"

In the waterfall cave, Tang Hao's pupils shrank when he heard the words.

"In the entire continent, the only one who is called this way can only be the Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"Very good, since you came here, I happen to be planning to kill you too! Wuhundian!"

His tone was low, killing intent flashed across his eyes, and he was surprised at the same time that the other party was really as powerful as the rumors said, he gritted his teeth, and was extremely angry.

The five fingers of his right hand were bent, blue-purple thunder flashed, and then a Clear Sky Hammer full of blood and rust appeared, which quickly became bigger, and he held it in his palm.

The next moment, he continued to increase the size of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and threw it viciously towards the perceived sky!

The giant hammer smashed through the waterfall water, and there was a ripping sound in the air. The terrifying hammer smashed towards Huang Wei so quickly!

"Hmph, worm-carving trick!"

Huang Wei snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook it, the glory sword energy condensed, and directly stabbed towards Haotian Hammer!

At this moment, a figure burst out from the waterfall.

Tang Hao's eyes flashed coldly, he saw Tian Qiong stepping on the sword and the person was not the heart of swordsmanship, so it could only be the Holy Son of Wuhun Temple, after all, Huang Wei has changed a lot now.

Instead of fighting, he turned around and fled not far away.

At the same time retract the repelled Clear Sky Hammer.

He dare not love to fight.

Firstly, to preserve the Blue Silver Grass, secondly, he cannot die because Tang San is still there, thirdly, his injuries have not fully recovered, and fourthly, what if there are other titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall around?

But it is not afraid of Huang Wei, if you want to fight, you must lead to a wide area far away from the holy soul village.

And after a simple test of throwing the hammer, he was also surprised at how powerful the opponent was.

This battle is not easy!

At the same time, I have a certainty in my heart.

Huang Wei stared at the man running away, and said coldly: "The majestic Haotian Douluo, but he ran away? But your speed will always be slower than mine!"

He activated the giant sword under his feet and rushed directly.

He caught up with Tang Hao in an instant.

At the same time, sword energy surged from Huang Wei's body, and tens of thousands of sword energy condensed in the sky.

"Jianliu Star! Fall!"

With Huang Wei's command, tens of thousands of sword qi fell like meteors!

Tang Hao's pupils shrank, his complexion changed, he turned around quickly, and used the chaotic cloak hammer method to beat and attack!

Bang bang bang! ! ! !

After the counterattack, he realized the terrifying power of these sword qi.

He's getting tired!

"Haotian Bodyguard!"

With a deep roar, nine soul rings emerged on his body, bursting out with terrifying power, and four shields appeared one after another.

Boom! ! ! !

But it's a pity that he resisted the Jianliu star, but he didn't resist all of them.

The sword air stars continued to fall, and in the end Tang Hao was struggling more and more.

Huang Wei was high in the sky, standing with his hands behind his back, watching quietly.

"With so much sword energy, how do you break it?"

Suddenly, a black soul ring appeared on Tang Hao's body, and a blood-red giant figure appeared, holding a huge Clear Sky Hammer.

It is his seventh soul skill, Haotian Avatar! ! !

Dance of the Cloaks!

Tang Hao roared angrily. He knew that if he continued like this, he could only be passively beaten. He wanted to take the initiative to fight back, squatting halfway and shooting towards Huang Wei.

On the way, the powerful Title Douluo power on his body shook those sword qi away.

These sword qi are all products of Huang Wei before the hundredth level.

So it's normal to be broken.

"Holy Son of Wuhundian, die for me!!!"

Tang Hao slammed a hammer at Huang Wei's face.

Huang Wei said coldly: "I can't die today, but you will, Tang Hao!"

The Sword of Glory returned to Huang Wei's hands, and he slashed out with a sharp blow!

Bang!

Under the impact of a huge force, the sky exploded instantly.

With a bang, the plants below collapsed a lot, and the stones almost exploded.

Huang Wei was sent flying by the shock and quickly stabilized his body, while Tang Hao fell directly, hitting the ground with a bang, dust flying.

After stabilizing his body, Huang Wei saw that Tang Hao's body rushed out from the smoke and flew towards the wild valley of Notting City.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.

Huang Wei flew straight ahead, and the Gale Phantom disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Appeared again, already blocked in front of Tang Hao.

"So fast!"

"Get out of here!"

Tang Hao's complexion changed, he braked quickly, and nine soul rings emerged, condensing the Haotian secret method, and smashed towards Huang Wei.

This is the second time he has been closest to death since that time.

Chapter 165 Haotian Falls

Boom!

There was another loud noise.

Tang Hao's body retreated violently, hitting many trees into the air.

The robe on his body was cut by the sword energy, and there were several sword marks on his body, his skin was torn and bloody.

His face turned pale, he didn't expect this Holy Son of Wuhun Palace to be so difficult and powerful!

In the smoke ahead, a terrifying force spread out.

Sweep away the dust.

The next moment, Tang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression frightened.

A full circle of golden soul rings emerged from Huang Wei's body, a total of twenty rings!

In addition, on Huang Wei's body, there was a frightening, earth-shattering, huge black and white and golden bird shadow appearing together.

It is the Yin-Yang Chaos Bird!

This is the scariest one Tang Hao has felt since the battle!

Tang Hao was horrified and said: "What kind of configuration is this, the soul ring of the year?! And there are so many!!"

"This is... Could it be twin martial souls?!"

"Impossible! How could it be so monstrous!"

Tang Hao couldn't calm down.

"Tang Hao, you will definitely die today!" Huang Wei said coldly.

Tang Hao said angrily in a low voice: "Holy Son of Wuhundian, are you really going to kill them all? I'm in a hurry, even if I blow myself up, I will take you down with me!"

He wanted to bet that he couldn't beat the guy in front of him, unless the nine rings exploded together, the Great Sumeru Hammer would have a chance of winning.

It's hard to say whether he can really win everything, no matter what, he has to run, if he doesn't run, if the opponent doesn't die under the big Sumeru hammer that explodes with nine rings, then he will die.

"Blow yourself up?"

Huang Wei's footsteps paused.

If Tang Hao blew himself up, even he couldn't underestimate it.

After all, they are not real gods.

"Hand over the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone, and you can exchange your life!"

With a wave of Huang Wei's hand, the twenty spirit rings condensed on the Glory Sword in an instant, and all merged into the sword in the next moment, the golden light of Glory shone with dazzling beams, as if they had the power to open up the world!

Often the battle of the strong does not need to be fancy, and only needs a strong sword to tell the winner.