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Su Xuan's carriage continued on its way.

The road here was too broken, Su Xuan frowned, and the carriage seriously affected the new speed.

"stop!"

Su Xuan shouted.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Su Xuan stood up, drew his sword, cut off the chain connecting the carriages, and jumped onto one of the horses.

"Deacon Su Yuntao, you get on the other horse. We don't want the carriage. The road here is too bad and we are in a hurry. Using a carriage is just a waste of time. Get on the horse quickly and continue leading the way. Remember to be fast."

After Su Yuntao heard this, he had no choice but to get on another horse and continue to speed up.

Su Xuan looked at the sky and squinted his eyes. He had already felt the aura, the unique divine aura of the God of Destruction, but strangely, there was actually a kind of power here. It was simple and serious. The two forces seemed to be fighting and confronting each other?

Su Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking too much. The top priority now was to find the rabbit.

No matter who the God of Destruction fights with, he doesn't care at all.

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The God of Destruction under the purple-black robe had a trace of black blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were cold and he was silent.

The human being in front of him was very strong, especially in terms of strength, and could even be compared to some gods who were not good at strength.

Although the current strength of the God of Destruction is far from his original strength, the power of his clone is a very advanced divine power. The reason why the sloppy man in front of him can fight him evenly is because of this. The man's top fighting talent and the mentality of almost exchanging one's life for one's life.

The God of Destruction's eyes became even colder. He was stopped by a person from the lower world. This was definitely a great shame for him.

The sloppy man was breathing heavily. He looked much more embarrassed than the God of Destruction.

There was no integrity at all on the top and bottom of the clothes, and there was a deep crack on his waist. There was a purple-black aura of destruction lingering on it. If he hadn't reacted with his rich experience, he would have been just a little bit closer to being destroyed. The god was cut in half, but of course he also gave the God of Destruction a hard blow, which was barely enough to make it through.

Tang Hao's figure disappeared instantly and appeared behind the God of Destruction. He raised a small dark golden hammer high in his hand and smashed it down hard.

If this attack is successful, even a titled Douluo will be seriously injured!That is, the powerful strength of Haotian Douluo, the real top genius in the Douluo Continent.

Tang Hao's eyes lit up, hit?

It's not that easy, it's just a shadow!

The purple-black figure still stayed in place as if it had been hit. This was just an afterimage left behind because the God of Destruction was too fast.

The real God King, even if it is just a clone, is far beyond what a titled Douluo can deal with.

Above the sky, the God of Destruction made a secret with one hand, and a huge purple-black ball with a destructive aura slammed down.

Tang Hao's eyes were angry. He couldn't hide because Tang San was underneath. If he hid, it would be Tang San who would be hit.

If one takes such an attack, let alone a small spirit master like Tang San, even a weaker titled Douluo will die.

Tang Hao took the Clear Sky Hammer and forcefully ate the God of Destruction's ball. He vomited blood on the spot. Dark red blood spat out. Tang Hao's aura instantly weakened by three points.

The Clear Sky Hammer seemed to let out a cry. A strong man of this level even had a glimmer of intelligence in his spirit. Tang Hao had been seriously injured. If he continued to fight fiercely, he would be at great risk of falling.

Tang Hao wanted to scold the God of Destruction for being shameless, but he didn't even have the strength to speak. Forcing him to fight across levels was a huge burden on him.

Tang Hao's hand was supported by the Clear Sky Hammer, and his eyes gradually became firmer. A man's natural duty is to protect, even if the price of protecting this time is death.

Tang Hao gradually straightened up, his eyes were no longer cloudy, but became clearer. He said slowly: "Once, I was afraid, so I ran away once. I ran away in that sect battle, and I regret it very much. When I ran away that time, I deeply hated myself for being such a coward. Now that I have been decadent for so many years, I have thought about it over and over again. I think, this time, I will not run away again. Men have their own responsibilities, even if Even if you die, you must die well, standing, straightening your back, and dying like a man!"

The God of Destruction looked at this sloppy man who was almost exhausted and then collapsed. He had already looked like he was about to expire under the previous attacks, but every time he was as tenacious as Xiaoqiang. It held up like a charm.

This time, he even stood up straight, straightening his back, with absolute determination and absolute madness in his eyes.

The God of Destruction was actually a little frightened, and even took half a step back. This look, with a strong bloodiness, but also an absolute calmness, is the last madness of a person in desperate situation, revealing that the lion in this predicament has no way to retreat. He is willing to give up and fight to the death. This person is definitely a complete lunatic.

Immediately, the God of Destruction was a little embarrassed. He, he was actually frightened back half a step by the eyes of a person from the lower world. He waved his hand, and the purple-black magic ball condensed, with a strong aura of destruction. The God of Destruction said coldly. Said: "I'd better ask you to die, you guy who is blocking the road."

Tang Hao opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with thick bloodshot eyes. The blue meridians on his neck exploded, like a bloody man. He let out the angry roar of a man in desperate situation: "Nine rings explode together, Big Sumeru Hammer!!!"

With a man's blood, a man's pride, he put his life and strength on it, and used the Haotian Sect's true unique skills.

A small dark golden hammer appeared in Tang Hao's hand, and it slowly grew in size in an instant. Tang Hao held the hammer tightly and smashed it down with all his strength.

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Tang San led Xiao Wu on the path in the forest.

Tang San smiled and said: "Xiao Wu, look, the one in front is the Holy Soul Village, and the one living in this first house is Old Jack."

Xiao Wu was curious, "Who is old Jack?"

Tang San smiled, "This is our village chief. Without him, I might not even be able to go to school. I respect him very much."

"What about your family?"

Tang San's bright eyes dimmed slightly, "I have never seen my mother. I only grew up with my father."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Xiao Wu apologized hastily, feeling that she might have said the wrong thing.

The last time she said the wrong thing, the tyrant Gu Yuena removed Daming's arm.

"It's okay, Xiao Wu, I'm used to this kind of life."

Tang San smiled and touched Xiao Wu's head.

Suddenly, Tang San covered his chest, "Uh-huh."

Xiao Wu hurriedly supported Tang San, with a worried look on her face, "Are you okay? Xiao San."

Tang San raised his head. The sky was clear. He opened his Purple Demon Eyes, but still found nothing. He raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

Tang San was stunned, why, why?I would burst into tears suddenly, and my heart would hurt so much, as if I had lost something particularly important.

Tang San pushed Xiao Wu away and dropped it, casually throwing it on the grass, completely ignoring everything.

Tang San couldn't help but shed tears. He didn't know why, or in other words, he didn't want to think about what happened. That might be something he didn't want to face.

Tang San rushed home like crazy, opened the door, and saw the same tattered sofa, tattered table, still littered everywhere, and still had the disgusting stench...

Tang San searched, searched everywhere, searching like crazy, but he couldn't find that familiar slovenly figure.

Tang San calmed down, yes, yes, his father might still go to Village Chief Jack to find some wine.

Tang San continued to run wildly, reaching the door of the village chief's house without even getting angry.

Tang San asked in a panic: "Grandpa, village chief, where is my father?"

Old Jack walked out slowly,

"Don't be so hasty, kid. Your father left a few days after you went to school. I don't know where he went."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, his father just went on a far journey, but, but, why, the pain in his heart did not dissipate at all.

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