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Chapter 1397 - 64

106 123. You blow up the ring, I blow up

  the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect humiliated and retreated, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect also dodged, what should we do next? Tang Kai was sweating profusely, and suddenly a voice that was as close as a line came to his ears.

  "Xiao Kai, I will go to meet the worshippers of the Spirit Hall in a while, you take the core disciples of the Haotian Sect and run towards the ancestral land, don't look back, run in, our Haotian Sect will be saved, in that place, Tang Chen's nephew had an agreement with Qian Daoliu, starting from Qian Daoliu, the personnel of the Spirit Hall are not allowed to set foot in that place, that is the private land of our Haotian Sect."

  After solving the problem of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Qianjun immediately ordered the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall to attack the Haotian Sect with all their strength.

  At this time, suddenly, a huge Haotian Hammer fell from the sky and smashed down in the direction of the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall.

  At the same time, a deep and domineering voice resounded through the world: "Let's see who dares--"

  Jiang Mo's eyes were sharp, and he swung the Panlong stick to smash the Haotian Hammer. The stick and the hammer clashed with each other, and the two soul masters were evenly matched for a while.

  "This is the 97th-level Haotian Sect Titled Douluo." Guang Ling said.

  The Haotian Hammer flew backwards and finally fell into the hands of a person in the sky.

  He was pale, holding the Haotian Hammer, and 9 soul rings lingered around his body, yellow, purple, black, black, black.

  The older generation was stunned when they saw him.

  "You are, Tang Ba." Yu Yuanzhen said in shock.

  "Tang Ba, I didn't expect you to be alive." Qianjun said in surprise.

  "Oh, you all know him?" Guang Ling Douluo asked curiously.

  "Of course, Tyrant Douluo, this is a person of the same generation as my second brother, Tang Chen has to call him uncle." Qianjun Douluo said: "Back then, Qianjun and I were just fledglings, and he was already a world-famous Titled Douluo."

  "However, seeing that his blood and qi are so exhausted, I'm afraid he won't live for many years." Jiang Mo said: "Let me meet him, and you will be my scouts."

  After saying that, he jumped up, waving the Panlong Stick, and came to Tang Ba in the air. At this moment, his soul rings were activated:

  nine soul rings of yellow, purple, black, black, black, and red surrounded him, and the majestic soul power emanating from his body rushed towards Tang Ba fiercely.

  Both of them were Titled Douluo at level 97, but Tang Ba was old and his time was coming, while Jiang Mo Douluo was at his peak, and he had the foundation of a 100,000-year soul ring, and for a while he suppressed Tyrant Douluo.

  "Demon Slayer, you kid, isn't your spirit ring ten thousand years old?" Tang Ba said in surprise.

  "Humph, there is no need to elaborate on personal fate. Let's fight, Tang Ba, let's see whether your Clear Sky Hammer is worthy of the title of the world's number one weapon spirit, or my Panlong Stick." Demon Slayer held the Panlong Stick and challenged Tang Ba to a fight.

  "The Panlong Stick is also worthy of being compared with my Clear Sky Hammer. Even if you have a hundred thousand year spirit ring, so what?" Tang Ba said proudly. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer and shouted——

  "Clear Sky Hammer, explode the ring."

  One by one, the spirit rings exploded and merged into his Clear Sky Hammer. The momentum of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand became even greater, and it overwhelmed Demon Slayer in one fell swoop.

  "It seems that you are going to fight to the death, explode the ring?" The Panlong Stick in the hands of Demon Slayer became larger, and the spirit ring suddenly cracked, and then exploded under the shocked eyes of the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.

  "You explode the ring, and I explode the ring too."     Jiang Mo's soul ring exploded and merged into the Panlong Stick, and then he swung the Panlong Stick to meet the Haotian Hammer.

  The hammer and the stick collided in the sky, and the soul power fluctuations spread around like a storm.

  "You... you can actually explode the ring!" Tang Zhen said in shock.

  "As you can see, the secret of this ring explosion is quite good, and it is very suitable for my Panlong Stick martial soul." Jiang Mo said proudly.

  Damn, which traitor betrayed the sect's secret technique.

  But at this moment, Tang Zhen had no time to think about other things. Both of them were level 97 Title Douluo. They had to go all out in the battle. If they were a little relaxed, the other party would seize the opportunity.

  Qianjun and Guangling had no intention of entering the field. They just stood quietly on the ground and watched the battle in the sky. In the sky, the two Title Douluos appeared in blue and red, fighting back and forth with hammers and sticks countless times.

  "Speaking of which, those disciples of the Haotian Sect have already started running towards the back mountain. Aren't we going to stop them?" Guang Ling pointed to the scene where Tang Kai was organizing the remaining disciples of the Haotian Hammer to leave and asked.

  "Fifth brother, aren't you asking even though you already know the answer? The Great Priest has told us not to kill all of the Haotian Sect for the time being, but to leave some of them behind." Qianjun Douluo said helplessly, "In that case, just let the people under your command kill them."

  "That's right." Guang Ling spread his hands and said, "I don't know why the eldest brother gave such an order. Shouldn't we root out the grass when we cut it?"

  After saying that, he looked at Tang Kai and put away his previous playful attitude, "But before that, let me hunt a few rats first. Let's start with this intact title-level rat."

  He drew his bow and shot an arrow, locked onto Tang Kai, and shot out.

  "Quick, follow me and leave here." Tang Kai led the disciples of the Haotian Sect to run in front, and Tang Lie followed beside him. As a Title Douluo-level fighter, Tang Xiao was not abandoned, but several disciples pushed his wheelchair to run in front.

  Tang Lie said bitterly: "Damn Tang Hao, it's all that beast. If it weren't for him, our Haotian Sect would not have suffered such a disaster. All this is Tang Hao's fault."

  "It's meaningless to say this now." Tang Kai said: "We have to run back to our ancestral land first. Only there are we the safest."

  Tang Lie said: "Uncle Kai, will the Spirit Hall really keep the promise made by Qian Daoliu?"

  Tang Kai was also a little uncertain. He said: "It should be. After all, Qian Daoliu is a person who keeps his promises. With his prestige in the Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall should not keep his promises." Before

  Tang Kai finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back. His heart was pierced by a sharp weapon. The cold breath spread around his body, and then he lost consciousness.

  Tang Lie kept looking at Tang Kai until he saw his body frozen. He instantly understood what was going on. His eyes turned red, and he gasped and shouted shrilly: "Uncle Kai——"

  Then, several more arrows shot at him.

  "Run, you must run fast." A disciple of Haotian Sect shouted in fear.

  This was like a signal. In an instant, the neat formation of rats in Haotian Sect was instantly in chaos. The rats that lost order were very scary. Several rats fell to the ground and were directly stepped on by their fellow disciples. Of course, they were stepped to death.

  "Fifth brother, you have to be careful when you play. There are some people here that the eldest brother specifically asked not to kill."

  Guang Ling stuck out his tongue and said, "Don't worry, I shoot accurately. It is impossible to kill a rat by mistake."

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