Douluo: My wife Liuying makes Ning Rongrong cry

Chapter 37 Huang Quan cut the void into pieces with one sword, this is the Envoy of Nothingness!

At the moment the Clear Sky Hammer shattered, Tang Hao opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The next second, the knife energy pierced through his body.

He could clearly see his lower body appear in front of him.

Just die like that?

He was a dignified Titled Douluo, but not only was his martial soul shattered by a single blow.

Even his own body couldn't withstand the opponent's attack.

Tang Hao's eyes were full of disbelief.

"So, this is what death feels like?"

Even five years ago, when he was being hunted by the Spirit Hall and on the verge of death, his feelings about death were not as strong as they are now.

Just when he was about to close his eyes.

The surrounding environment changed instantly, and the forest turned into a purgatory in an instant.

Hot magma gushed out from under Tang Hao's body.

And his lower body miraculously returned to his body.

"What on earth is going on?"

Suddenly, Tang Hao understood.

It's a fantasy!
Tang Hao suddenly looked up and saw the little girl with black hair and twin ponytails who had been sitting behind Lu Jiang.

At this moment, she appeared in front of him with a sickly smile on her face.

There was a red light flashing in her eyes, which complemented the blood-red moon behind her.

"Oh my, you found it so quickly."

"I thought I could delay it for a while longer."

"However, this amount of time should be enough for Huang Quan."

Tang Hao's eyes slowly widened.

What did she mean by delaying time?
Hanabi turned around and skipped on the ground barefoot.

Every time she landed, the ground beneath her feet would ripple like water.

Tang Hao was gradually attracted by these dreamy ripples.

However, at this moment, Tang Hao, realizing that he was trapped in an illusion, suddenly roared to the sky.

Nine soul rings suddenly flew out around the body.

The light released from the soul ring directly pierced through the environment.

The purgatory-like scene was instantly shattered, and Tang Hao returned to the original forest.

Tang Hao gasped for breath and raised his head to look in the direction of Lu Jiang.

At this time, Huang Quan had just walked out of the team, still with blue-purple hair.

Behind Lu Jiang was Hua Huo, who was wearing a sly smile.

It seemed that the environment he had just experienced was created by her.

Was he trying to make himself aware in advance of the gap in strength between him and the girl in front of him?
What a joke! He is Haotian Douluo!
On the Douluo Continent, the number of people who are stronger than him can be counted on one hand.

Why does this teenage girl do this?
In anger, Tang Hao summoned his spirit body again.

A set of red armor slowly attached itself to his body.

Huang Quan still maintained an indifferent expression in the face of Tang Hao's outburst.

It seemed as if he couldn't feel Tang Hao's strength at all.

No, Tang Hao quickly rejected this idea of ​​his.

Because Huang Quan's expression was not ignorance at all, but indifference.

She didn't care at all about her strength or what kind of moves she would use to fight her.

She looked at him as if he were a dead person, which made Tang Hao a little angry.

At this time, Huang Quan had already walked in front of Tang Hao.

He placed his hand on the sword at his waist again.

Is it coming? The knife I just saw in the environment.

Tang Hao entered a fighting stance.

The moment Huang Quan pulled the knife out of the scabbard, the surrounding colors were instantly taken away.

The originally solid ground turned into a lake-like surface.

Ripples spread out from under their feet.

Wherever he passed, countless red flowers of the other shore bloomed.

A huge black hole suddenly appeared behind Tang Hao, as if sucking everything in the world in. "Another illusion?"

"I won't fall for the same trick twice!"

Tang Hao shouted, and then summoned his real martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, in his hand.

“I mourn for the dead.”

Huang Quan said the words that he and Tang Hao had heard in the illusion.

Tang Hao was stunned. Could it be that what happened in that environment would be repeated in reality?
"No, absolutely impossible!"

Tang Hao opened his mouth to refute all this, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

In this absolutely still world, even his life has fallen into nothingness.

Huang Quan walked towards him slowly, flicked his finger on the sword guard, and pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

Then the other hand slowly placed on the hilt of the knife.

In an instant, lightning flashed around Huang Quan, and a deathly suffocating feeling instantly enveloped Tang Hao.

The feeling this time is even more real than what I encountered in the fantasy world.

Tang Hao stood there in shock.

"My tears flow like rain, filling up a river, and like a tide, leading you home..."

The next moment, Huang Quan pulled out the sword in front of him, and his hair instantly turned gray.

There were only two red spider lilies as bright red as blood adorning his ears.

Then, Huang Quan slashed directly with his sword.

The knife flashed, and a huge crack was torn across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, two more cuts were made, and three cracks appeared on Tang Hao's body.

Tang Hao could only hastily use the Clear Sky Hammer to resist.

After personally feeling the power of these swords, Tang Hao was completely panicked.

Cut through the void with one sword?

This is the level that a Titled Douluo can demonstrate!

And it can only be done by a specialized space-type martial soul.

If you rely solely on brute force, no one can withstand a blow unless they are the legendary gods.

Just when Tang Hao thought that these three swords were Huang Quan's limit.

A line of blood and tears slowly flowed from Huang Quan's eyes.

The whole person's appearance is even more shocking, and there is something stunning about it like the red spider lily.

"My name is Huang Quan, and I come from nothingness."

"You can also call me, Raiden Wangchuanshou. Mei."

After Huang Quan finished speaking, he concentrated all his strength on the knife.

Then he slowly slashed out with a knife that could tear apart the sky and the earth.

This knife cut on the previous three cracks, forming a larger crack.

Tang Hao could only use all his strength to resist.

"Nine Art of Heaven, Collapse Art!"

"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Hao directly used the strongest power he could use at the moment.

This move directly triggered a trace of divine power.

At the cost of blowing up a portion of the soul ring, it gains unparalleled destructive power.

This was also the skill he used to escape from the encirclement of the Spirit Hall elders.

However, even so, those cracks were like laws that made him unable to resist.

He could only watch his Clear Sky Hammer shatter before his eyes.

This time, it was the true spirit that was shattered.

It's not an illusion created by fireworks.

Tang Hao spat out a large mouthful of blood and then knelt on the ground.

Huang Quan slowly closed his eyes.

Then he put away the sword.

The surrounding illusion disappeared in an instant, as if the battle just now had never happened.

Except for Tang Hao who was kneeling on the ground.

(End of this chapter)