Douluo: I am going to be invincible

Ma Hongjun was panting at the side. After all, he was wide and fat, and the strenuous exercise had almost exhausted his physical and soul power. However, he still looked like he needed a beating, "Hahaha, third brother is awesome!"

Qianyang was also dumbfounded. Of course he was not frightened by Tang San, but was staring at his back.

"What bullshit mutated bluesilver grass? Isn't this the Eight Spider Spears?"

Qianyang was a little shocked. Didn't the Titan Giant Ape return to the inner circle? How come Tang San could still get the Eight Spider Spears? Could it be that the gorilla came back halfway?

Is this the legendary power of plot self-correction?

After gathering his composure, Qianyang put away his mixed thoughts and said calmly, "Haha, admit defeat? Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

Hey, we’ve never been more afraid of anyone than pretending!

Hearing this, Tang San frowned, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his cold eyes, "It's okay if you don't admit defeat, I'll just beat you until you do. But your teammates have been corroded by my poison, and it won't be long before the poison invades them." With their heart pulse, even I won’t be able to save them when the time comes.”

Qian Yang was disdainful and did not reply to Tang San's words. Instead, he walked to Dugu Yan and Osluo. There was a burst of purple light, and the poison in the two people's bodies was slowly fading away. The poisonous patterns that were about to approach their hearts were also Disappearing.

Tang San finally lost his composure when he saw this, "Are you a detoxifying auxiliary spirit master? No, you didn't release the spirit ring just now, how on earth did you do that!"

Qianyang still ignored Tang San, but carried Dugu Yan and Osluo out of the spirit fighting stage.

Qianyang turned around and said to Ye Lingling, who was silent at the side, "You also go down, otherwise I may accidentally hurt you later."

Hearing the sound, Ye Lingling glanced at Qian Yang, then turned around and left.

Seeing Ye Lingling leaving the Soul Fighting Stage, Qianyang finally walked towards Tang San step by step.

Tang San suddenly noticed that many white feathers with red and blue magical patterns were floating on the entire Soul Fighting Platform. The ends of each of these feathers looked extremely sharp and shone with a cold light.

Qian Yang pointed at Tang San in the air, and a purple swan feather floating in the air burst through the air towards Tang San, making a sharp scream.

Tang San narrowed his eyes, purple light flashed in his pupils, and he stretched out a hand towards the burst of feathers. At this time, his hand turned like white jade.

Xuanyu hand!

Tang San secretly shouted in his heart that he actually dared to use his body to resist Qian Yang's attack.

With a whoosh, Tang San actually clamped the Purple Saint Swan Feather tightly with his hand, but if you look carefully, you can see an extremely small blood spot in the palm of his hand.

This is the passive armor-breaking effect of Purple Saint Swan Feather.

Tang San also felt a stinging pain in his palm, and his face changed slightly. He didn't expect that this feather was so sharp that it could pierce his black jade hand.

"Haha, let's see how many you can pick up!"

Qianyang's mental power exploded. Although he did not have the soul skills to attack with mental power, this huge amount of mental power allowed him to control all the Purple Saint Swan Feathers at the same time and make precise attacks.

Qian Yang waved his arm, and the feathers floating in the sky seemed to be alive. He pointed their sharp roots at Tang San, and then in an instant, thousands of arrows shot out!

Tang San's face finally changed drastically, "How is it possible? Doesn't he need mental power to control so many feathers? If so, what a huge amount of mental power it would be!"

Although Tang San was shocked in his heart, he was indeed not slow on his feet. He used Ghost Shadow and Lost Traces, blue light flashed in his hands, and blue silver grass grew wildly, trying to block this murderous intention in the sky.

"As long as you are close to me..."

Tang San was avoiding like a ghost, thinking of a way to deal with Qian Yang.

Puff puff puff, this is the sound of the Purple Saint Swan Feather piercing into flesh and blood.

No matter how magical Tang San's ghostly shadow was, he couldn't escape such a dense attack. Several purple saint swan feathers sank into Tang San's body, blood blossoms bloomed, and the red and blue lines on the feathers turned out to be brilliant at this time. , two extreme attribute powers swept into Tang San's blood.

Two completely opposite sensations, hot and cold, exploded in Tang San's perception, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood in pain.

Tang San gritted his teeth, trying his best to protect his vitals, and then continued to rush towards Qianyang without hesitation.

The next moment, Tang San finally relied on perseverance and rushed to Qian Yang.

Jumping up, Tang San stabbed Qian Yang with the eight spider spears behind him crazily.

"It's over, Imperial Battle Team!"

Tang San roared, he didn't expect this battle to be so brutal, but it was finally over.

But the next moment, Tang San was shocked. His Eight Spider Spear couldn't thrust any further downwards no matter what.

It turned out that Qian Yang had already controlled the Purple Saint Swan Feather to fly back, and formed eight white irregular shields in front of him, blocking Tang San's eight spider spears.

Qianyang curled up his lips, stretched out a fist just like he did six years ago, and lightly punched Tang San's lower abdomen.

Although Qian Yang only used a small amount of force, Tang San's lower abdomen was still dented for an instant, and then a large wave of air exploded behind him. Severe pain hit him, and Tang San couldn't help but spit out a large cloud of blood mist.

Tang San's body was like a rag and was directly hit by Qian Yang's punch to the edge of the fighting platform. However, Qian Yang ignored the half-dead Tang San and instead carefully sensed his surroundings with fear.

He was looking for Tang Hao, and he was afraid that Tang Hao would be watching from the side at this time, so he only used about [-]% of his strength just now, otherwise he could directly punch a hole in Tang San's stomach.

After carefully sensing for a long time, Qianyang calmed down and did not feel any emotions such as murderous intent.

It seems that Tang Hao is not here...

Tang San continued to cough up blood. The huge force just now was too terrifying, and now his internal organs were traumatized to varying degrees.

He stood up tremblingly and wanted to continue fighting, but at this time, a middle-aged man with a straight face came out from the Shrek team.

The middle-aged man's face was stiff, but you could still see a hint of distress and worry in his eyes.

"Xiao San, give up and stop fighting."

The middle-aged man said to Tang San, but Tang San lowered his head and did not answer him.

"I will never...never admit defeat...Boss Dai and the others...but they are waiting for me to win this game...I can't lose!"

Tang San shouted in his heart, standing up straight with difficulty, a black light condensed in his left hand, and a very dense and heavy power filled the entire place.

A small black hammer appeared in Tang San's left hand. The small hammer was covered with lines and looked very exquisite.

"drink!"

Tang San shouted violently, condensing all the strength in his body, the small black hammer in his hand suddenly grew in size, and struck him with a loud bang, then he dragged the black sledgehammer and ran towards Qianyang resolutely.

"Mistress, you!"

The middle-aged man in the audience sighed and shook his head. He didn't expect that Tang San, who was usually very calm, would reveal his trump card so easily now.

The audience in the audience was also extremely shocked, because they actually saw someone possessing two martial spirits. In their world view, there was no concept of twin martial spirits.

Qianyang stared at the black hammer, "Is it the Haotian Hammer, the first martial spirit in the mainland?"

"It seems that the possibility of Tang Hao being by Tang San's side now is really not very high. In this case..."

Qianyang slowly gathered strength and decided not to hold back.

Of course, he will not summon the Seraphim, only physical strength will be enough.

Since being tempered by the two eyes of ice and fire, Qian Yang's physical strength has increased sharply again, reaching a terrifying eighty-seven thousand kilograms, and his physical fitness is close to that of the Soul Emperor!

"I want to see how powerful this martial spirit, which is said to be the most powerful in the world, is!"

Qianyang's feet kicked hard, power spurted out, and his body was pushed back by the earth and rushed towards Tang San at high speed. With unparalleled momentum, he curled his right arm and threw a shocking punch at the Clear Sky Hammer!

boom!

The sound was so powerful that the air waves rolled. The sound of this collision was even more shocking than the roar of the Netherworld White Tiger just now!

After the collision, Qian Yang's body stood like a mountain, towering, but Tang San was different. His Clear Sky Hammer shattered under Qian Yang's powerful punch and then turned into dots of starlight and dissipated, while his body was like a It flew back as fast as a falling meteor.

Tang San gulped blood in the air, and at the same time all the bones in his body were shattering. His body flew directly out of the Soul Fighting Stage and landed on the auditorium, randomly injuring a few lucky spectators.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar!

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ps. Everyone, please go to bed early. I will go to bed first as a courtesy.