Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

It has to be said that Tang San's plan was perfect and his timing was just right, but he encountered another bad guy.

As the extremely dangerous aura came from the mental magnetic field, Yang Pojun realized that Tang San, the little silver coin, was going to use a trick...

It was as if the two of them had rehearsed beforehand. Just when Tang San was about to start making insinuations, Yang Pojun had already touched the Ruyi Baobao on his waist with one hand.

As the thick fog sprayed out, a long gown was pulled out by Yang Pojun.

As the long gown was waving, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons were hinted at, and dozens of steel nails were wrapped in it.

The wind was fierce, and a black lightning followed. The violent energy surged like a sea tide. Yang Pojun had sharp eyesight and instantly guessed what it was.

With a stern look in his eyes, he seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Without a trace of hesitation, the whole body's soul power was injected into the Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Spear, and then it rose sharply!

"Chong!"

The crisp banging sound sounded like thunder, and the black lightning seemed to hit the iron plate and paused in the air for a moment!

"call out!"

Without waiting for the Clear Sky Hammer to hit the ground, Yang Pojun turned his wrist, turned the tip of the gun around the handle of the hammer, and then knocked hard, the Clear Sky Hammer returned like a shooting star, aiming directly at the pale Tang San...

If Tang San was pretending to be exhausted just now, then after taking out the Clear Sky Hammer, his body was really empty of soul power now.

Seeing his martial spirit hitting him at extremely high speed, Tang San froze on the spot with his eyes wide open, as if he was frozen, his eyes were dull, and he showed no intention of dodging.

It's not that he doesn't want to hide, it's just that he doesn't have the strength to hide...

"don't want……"

The master in the distance stretched out his hand weakly, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

Flanders' expression changed, his soul power burst out, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

However, although he reacted quickly enough, it was too late. With his speed, the Clear Sky Hammer would definitely fall on Tang San first.

On the other side, Liu Erlong took a step forward, red light surged, and his speed was actually a few minutes faster than Flanders.

boom--

Both Liu Erlong and Flanders were one step late in the end...

The Clear Sky Hammer whizzed past Tang San's ears with a cold breath. Although it didn't hit Tang San, a strong blast of wind lifted Tang San up instantly...

Like a comet hitting the earth, the Clear Sky Hammer hit the far wall hard!

A big hole was instantly punched out of the solid wall, with dust flying everywhere and smoke hazy.

Tang San fell to the ground and breathed heavily, like a person who was about to drown.

Before he knew it, his whole body was soaked with sweat.

After a while, Flanders, whose face turned pale, rushed to Tang San's side. Seeing that Tang San was safe and sound, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until this moment that other people reacted, and they all rushed towards Tang San, Oscar's big sausage, Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda...

"Xiao San..." Pushing away the crowd, the master hugged Tang San with fear.

"Teacher, I...I'm fine..." There seemed to be a cold snake crawling behind him, and Tang San, who realized it later, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

If he really wanted to kill me just now...

Thinking about it makes me a little scared...

After Ning Rongrong and Oscar's double recovery, Tang San's spirit seemed to be better, and he reluctantly stood up from the master's arms.

Looking at Yang Pojun across from him, no matter how proud Tang San was, no matter how stubborn Tang San was, it was now difficult for him to have the thought of being an enemy.

"I lost, thank you for showing mercy..." Lowering his arrogant head, Tang San knew that he had lost completely. He had used all his cards, but in the end he couldn't even force out a single soul skill from the opponent. There was a huge disparity in strength. He lost. Take it heartily.

"Twin martial souls? Clear Sky Hammer? Are you from the Clear Sky Sect?" Withdrawing his martial soul, Yang Pojun stood proudly, with an unruly expression and a cold tone.

The master behind Tang San suddenly trembled violently, staring at Yang Pojun in disbelief.

Flanders and Zhao Wuji looked at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Haotian Sect? No, I think you got the wrong person. I'm not from the Haotian Sect." Looking at Yang Pojun blankly, Tang San shook his head.

He is just the son of a blacksmith and has nothing to do with the number one sect on the continent.

"Not from the Haotian Sect?" He raised his brows, narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Xiao Wu behind Tang San. Yang Pojun pinched his chin, "Your surname is Tang?"

"Yeah! That's right!" For some reason, Tang San had a vague premonition in his heart.

"Isn't your father's name Tang Hao?" There was a strange light in his slightly narrowed eyes, and the acting master Yang Pojun was online again.

"How do you know my father's name?" Looking at Yang Pojun dumbfounded, Tang San was a little confused.

"Really?" An inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and Yang Pojun looked at Tang San with interest.

"Everyone knows the name of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!" His shocking words were like dropping a bomb into a quiet pond, and immediately set off huge waves in everyone's hearts.

Xiao San's father is a titled Douluo?There is a sense of joking in the hearts of almost everyone who is unaware of Shrek...

"Haotian Douluo?" Frowning, Tang San looked at Yang Pojun with a confused face: "What Haotian Douluo? I think you must have mistaken the wrong person. My father is just an ordinary blacksmith!"

"Wrong? No, no, no... People may admit their mistakes, but I will never admit my mistakes in martial arts. The Clear Sky Hammer is the inherited martial spirit of the Clear Sky Sect. Since you are not from the Clear Sky Sect, and your father is also named Tang Hao, then You can't go wrong!" With a playful expression on his face, Yang Pojun found it very interesting to see the plot proceeding bit by bit according to his imagination.

"Clear Sky Hammer? No...impossible..." The sudden news struck Tang San's mind like a thunderclap, and he couldn't accept this fact for a moment.

How could my father, who was addicted to alcohol and was lazy and procrastinating, be a titled Douluo that was respected by thousands of people?

"Mistress!" Flanders glanced at the master and sighed slightly.

"Dean?" Tang San turned around and glanced at Flanders blankly.

"He's right, your father is indeed Haotian Douluo!" Taking a deep breath, Flanders felt that it might not be a bad thing to reveal the answer at this time.

"Dean, how is this possible, you..." His pupils shrank suddenly, and Tang San suddenly realized that Yang Pojun might have recognized the wrong person, but Flanders would never make a mistake.

The others looked surprised, but when Xiao Wu heard what Zhao Wuji said, he suddenly panicked, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were panicked, and his face gradually lost color.

"I know you have doubts, but this is indeed true. It can be said that we have known your life experience for a long time. Your father told us not to tell you before!" Flanders touched Tang San's head, Sighed.

"When you were in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, your father showed up and solemnly entrusted you to Xiaogang. Although he was not strong, his theoretical knowledge was indeed unique. Although he had some flaws, he could not hide his flaws after all. Only by handing you over to the master can he leave with peace of mind."

Flanders said this, not only to Tang San, but also to everyone. Even the titled Douluo praised him in real name. This is enough to show that the master is not a complete liar.