Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

At this time, some timid enemies have begun to turn around and flee.

They fled to the rear regardless of everything, staggering and panic-stricken.

They even threw away their weapons, just to run faster.

They were afraid of being caught up by Tang Lan and becoming the dead souls under his gun.

But how could Tang Lan let them go easily? He flashed and disappeared in an instant.

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The next moment, he appeared in front of the fleeing enemies, and his speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

The Overlord Spear in his hand ruthlessly harvested their lives. Wherever the tip of the gun passed, blood splashed and dyed the earth red.

The battlefield was filled with a thick bloody smell, which was disgusting.

The corpses of the enemies were piled up at Tang Lan's feet, layer upon layer, like a small mountain.

He looked like a Shura who had walked out of hell, covered in blood, but still exuding a frightening aura.

"Tang Lan is so strong!"

Ma Xiaotao's eyes fell on Tang Lan, her beautiful eyes were full of light, and her bright eyes were full of amazement and admiration.

She opened her red lips and murmured to herself:

"Such a powerful strength and such a fierce offensive are really amazing."

Tang Ya stood aside, her hands unconsciously clenched, her pretty face full of excitement, and said:

"With Brother Tang Lan, we will definitely defeat these enemies!"

Yu'er also nodded, with a firm light in her eyes, and said:

"That's right, watching him fight bravely on the battlefield, I just feel my blood boiling."

Jiang Nannan pursed her lips slightly, with a gentle smile on her face, and said softly:

"Brother Tang Lan has always been so powerful, he seems to be a god of war born for fighting, with him charging in front, we can't show weakness."

At this time, Tang Lan on the battlefield was still majestic, and the Overlord Spear in his hand was like a deadly artifact, and every swing brought a bloody storm.

Those enemies in front of him were like fragile ants, and they could not resist his powerful offensive at all.

Tang Lan's roar echoed on the battlefield, and his figure was like an insurmountable barrier, guarding his companions behind him.

Although the strong men of the Holy Spirit Church and the four empires were still fighting, their momentum had obviously weakened, and the fear in their eyes became stronger.

Ma Xiaotao stared at Tang Lan with a sharp gaze, and secretly made up her mind: "I must work harder to practice, like Tang Lan!"

Tang Ya clenched her fists and said, "Brother Tang Lan is so brave, we must keep up with his pace and not let him drag us down."

Yu'er and Jiang Nannan looked at each other, and they saw firm determination in each other's eyes.

Under Tang Lan's encouragement, everyone's fighting spirit became more and more high, and they all displayed their strongest soul skills and fought desperately with the enemy.

"Damn it, damn it!"

On the side of the four empires and the Holy Spirit Church, angry roars exploded like thunder.

"Why? Why does a mere second-ring great soul master have such terrifying combat power?"

One of them had a distorted face and wide eyes, staring at the figure in front of him who showed amazing strength. The disbelief in his heart almost devoured his reason.

"Didn't the intelligence say that he was seriously injured? How could he be seriously injured at all?"

Another person clenched his fists, veins on his arms bulged,

Sweat rolled down his forehead, and his voice trembled because of extreme anger and confusion.

"The intelligence misled us!"

A man who looked like a general was furious, his eyes were bloodshot,

He turned around and glared at the person in charge of intelligence collection behind him,

The fierce eyes seemed to want to eat him alive,

"Such wrong intelligence has put us in such a difficult situation. How do you guys, a bunch of rubbish, do things!"

His roar resounded throughout the camp, and everyone's face was gloomy, full of resentment and unwillingness.

The people from the Four Great Empires and the Holy Spirit Church were all shocked and angry at this moment.

They were full of confidence and thought they could easily defeat the other party,

but they didn't expect that a two-ring great soul master would disrupt all their plans and put them in such a passive situation.

In the crowd, a general from the Four Great Empires had a livid face and gritted his teeth and said:

"This is simply our shame! A small two-ring great soul master made us so embarrassed."

"What on earth is our intelligence department doing!" The soldiers around him all lowered their heads and dared not speak. The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

On the Holy Spirit Church side, a black-robed wizard had a gloomy face, holding the staff tightly in his hand, and his joints turned white because of the force. He said viciously:

"This wrong intelligence almost wiped out our entire army. We must make those guys who provided the intelligence pay the price when we go back!"

The surrounding believers were also full of anger and fear. They originally thought it was an easy battle, but they didn't expect to encounter such a powerful opponent.

At this time, the joint camp of the four empires and the Holy Spirit Church began to riot. The soldiers whispered to each other and their morale was low.

Some people began to complain: "How can we fight like this? We are completely misled by the wrong intelligence."

Some people even wanted to retreat:

"Why don't we retreat first? This will only lead to our deaths in vain."

However, they knew that retreating at this moment would face huge punishment.

They could only bite the bullet and continue to face the terrifying second-ring great soul master, but their hearts were filled with despair and helplessness.

"Hahaha, you didn't expect that the really powerful person is not us, but Tang Lan himself."

That wild laughter stirred in the air,

Time Douluo's face was filled with arrogance, his eyes narrowed into slits,

The corners of his mouth were raised exaggeratedly, full of pride and contempt.

Time Douluo was in a good mood as he looked at the disciples of the four empires and the Holy Spirit Sect who were being killed by Tang Lan one after another.

He clasped his hands on his chest, raised his head and laughed wildly. His eyes were filled with the joy of victory, and he even burst into tears.

"Look at this situation, it's completely one-sided!"

Looking at Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo with gloomy faces in front of them, Time Douluo couldn't help but mocked:

"What? Don't you think you are arrogant and think you have a chance to win?"

"Look at this situation now, your so-called confidence is simply a joke!"

He tilted his head and squinted at the other party, the smile on his face became more and more wanton, and his eyes flashed with provocation.

Every word in the words is like a sharp sword, piercing the other person's heart.

The Falling Sword Soul Douluo on the side also taunted:

"Hmph, I thought we could control everything by joining forces, but I didn't expect to be beaten to a pulp by Tang Lan alone. It's really ridiculous!"

He snorted coldly, frowned, turned the corners of his mouth downwards, his eyes were full of disdain, and his tone was cold and sharp.

Ice Bear Douluo echoed: "That's right, I thought you were very capable, but it turns out it's nothing more than that."

"How could you expect Tang Lan to be so powerful?" (End of Chapter)