Douluo colleagues: Tang poison official match

"Xiaoxiu..."

Tang San grabbed the hem of the clothes with one hand until his knuckles turned white, his handsome and gentle face was full of pain and despair.

"Xiaoxiu..."

He called out in a low voice, and tears dripped down his cheeks to the ground, each drop containing unspeakable despair.

"Xiaoxiu..."

Xiaoxiu, you wait for me, when I face the battle tomorrow, I will try my best to kill Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.I'll come over to accompany you when I've dealt with all the responsibilities.

"Xiaoxiu..."

Xiaoxiu, wait for me, don't go too fast for me to catch up.

"Xiaoxiu..."

Xiaoxiu, you must wait for me, I will accompany you soon.From now on, we can continue to be together.

In the early morning of the next day, the door of the meeting hall slowly opened under the attention of everyone, Tang San walked out from inside, with a calm expression in white clothes, but a dead silence in his eyes.

"Little San/Third Brother..." Tang Hao and the others stood at the door, and when they saw Tang San coming out, they subconsciously called out.

"I'm fine." Tang San smiled gently at them, but there was no gleam in his blue eyes.

The blue light rolled up everyone's bodies, as if being lifted up by a huge wave, and everyone rose into the air at the same time.In just one breath, they had already appeared at the top of Jialing Pass out of thin air.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar have lost their soul power, the life and death Gu has disappeared, and there is no possibility for him to do it again.

This one is the final battle.

Tang San looked at the Spirit Empire camp in the distance, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up, his smile was obviously the same as usual, but it made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Because those eyes are too cold.

The dead silence that fills you is chilling all over your body.

"Xiaoxiu, wait for me." Tang San murmured across the red rope with his fingertips, and finally glanced at the people behind him, then flew directly to his death, rushing into the air.

At the same time, two figures also rushed out from the opposite Wuhun Empire barracks.

"Tang San, you're not dead?" Bibi Dong looked horrified, but Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

Tang San looked at her indifferently, shook his head slowly, "No, I'm already dead."

His heart is dead, and only the responsibility on his shoulders supports him to persevere.

Bibi Dong was puzzled, but Qian Renxue was stunned, as if she had thought of something.

Everyone on the city wall knew what Tang San had said, and the girls couldn't help but turn red-eyed.

Tang Sanping spread his palms, and the eight wings of the Seagod behind his back quietly merged into a pair of huge golden wings. The radiant Seagod Trident appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be faint purple rays of light on the blue-gold trident. circulation.

The trident pointed diagonally at Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue who were also wearing godly clothes on the opposite side. Tang San's expression was calm, his mind moved, and his divine sense overflowed. Dong and Qian Renxue brought pressure that shouldn't have existed.

Bibi Dong's heart shuddered, the current Tang San was already superior to himself and Qian Renxue in terms of realm, Luo Sha and Angel's soul had a slight flaw in their body under the oppression of his divine sense.

Bibi Dong didn't say any more and started the battle directly, the overwhelming purple-black evil aura rushed towards Tang San, Qian Renxue also turned into a huge long sword and stabbed towards Tang San.

Tang San showed a hint of sarcasm, the trident trembled slightly, circles of golden halos swept towards Qian Renxue, and the Seagod Trident directly met Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Scythe.

Tang San, who had died once, was already higher than Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue in the realm of gods, this also increased his winning rate by [-]%, but it was only [-]%.

The power of God is not just the effect of 11=2.

But Tang San won't admit defeat easily.

Behind him are the lives of thousands of soul masters, countless families, and his relatives and partners.

Moreover, his life was bought by Xiaoxiu.

Therefore, he can't lose.

The battle in the air was fierce and ferocious. At the top of Jialing Pass, everyone's hearts were in their throats. They seemed to see that scene three days ago was about to repeat itself. He also clearly knew that Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had temporarily eliminated their estrangement, no longer fighting on their own, but truly joined hands to fight against Tang San.

Everyone's eyes showed strong unwillingness and pain.

Tang San severely injured Bibi Dong, causing Bibi Dong to vomit blood. Before they had time to be happy, they watched Tang San surrounded by the purple-black resentment of the Rakshasa God, and had no extra power to resist the Angel God Qian Renxue's hand A giant angelic sword gradually formed.

"No..." Despair appeared on the expressions of everyone on the city wall.

Tang San used the Seagod's divine power to force the Rakshasa's divine power out of his body, facing the golden angelic sword in Qian Renxue's hand, his expression was exceptionally calm, even somewhat relieved.

He has tried his best, and he has a clear conscience for the last sentence he can say.

That being the case, he can also go to see Xiaoxiu.

Seeing the angelic sword burning with the real fire of the sun flying towards him, a faint smile appeared on Tang San's face.

"Little San!" "Third Brother!"

Everyone on the city wall wept uncontrollably.

Desperate and tragic emotions spread in Jialing Pass, all the soldiers were red-eyed and clenched their weapons tightly, Xue Beng stood in front of them with a mournful expression.

According to the Tiandou military order, Tang San died and the soldiers committed suicide.

They would rather die than be tortured and humiliated by the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire.

Xue Beng raised his head and glanced at the sky, his voice trembling and painful, "Tian Dou belongs, I order you in the name of Emperor Tian Dou... what is that!"

Xue Beng's exclamation was exceptionally clear on the silent city wall, everyone subconsciously shifted their attention to Tang San, and when they saw a small black spot in the distant sky, their pupils suddenly shrank.

"That's..." Tang Hao murmured in disbelief.

"Is it him, is it him!" Xiao Wu wiped away her tears to make herself see more clearly, she laughed and cried, her voice was full of excitement, "He's not dead! Isn't that right!"

"Xiaoxiu is not dead!" Tourmaline's hand was firmly grasping the stones on the city wall, his tender skin was worn away by the rough stones, and a little blood oozes out, but he didn't realize it, and just stared at the gradually approaching silhouette.

Oscar shouted hoarsely, "Xiaoxiu is not dead!"

Xue Beng was confused, but seeing their excited appearance, he felt something, and stared at the flying figure with wide eyes.

Butterfly.Butterflies overwhelming.

The turquoise butterfly is as delicate and small as if carved from flawless jasper, but it is more agile and beautiful than jasper.

The countless green butterflies flew close to a young man.

A pair of gorgeous and huge butterfly wings flapped, driving the young man to come here quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the young man appeared above the city wall of Jialing Pass, he lowered his head and smiled slightly at the crowd, his face was beautiful but pale, and there was a bit of fatigue in his expression.He waved his hand to let countless blue butterflies fall lightly, while he flapped the wings of the butterflies soaring straight into the sky.

"Xiaoxiu is back..." Ning Rongrong choked up and muttered, covering his face, "Sure enough, Xiaoxiu is not dead! He is back..."

They were so excited that they couldn't say anything else. After the desperate grief, they were excited about Shen Xiu's return alive. Complicated emotions filled their hearts, and they could only choke up and shed tears.

The overwhelming delicate blue butterflies fell, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help reaching out to touch them. A blue butterfly perched on her pale fingertips, and immediately turned into a soft green light, blending into her body.

The tense spirit becomes relaxed and soft under the comfort of green light, all the fatigue is washed away, leaving only a piece of softness and warmth.

She subconsciously looked up at the sky, and saw the young man throwing himself into the man's arms with nostalgia and affection on his face.

Minor repair...