Chapter 377 Tang Ritian Chen Xin Attacks
"..."
Sensing the hint of sadness in her sister Qingyun's words, Ning Rongrong opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort her, so she had to change her voice and said: "As you said, sister Qingyun, Xuantian Sword Sect and Tang Dynasty There is a sworn feud between us, so how are you going to deal with Tang San, who is very likely to be from the Tang Sect, and who appears on the Douluo Continent for unknown reasons like you, Sister Qingyun?"
"Go and kill him directly? Or..."
"No."
In response, Ning Qingyun, who was in the spiritual sea, calmly shook her head.
"That Tang San is not simple. I suspect there is a strong person behind him. He probably doesn't really have a grassroots background. Let's observe him for a while first."
When Ning Rongrong heard this, he didn't care.
"Strong ones? So what? How many forces are there on the mainland today that can defeat our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect? There are also Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian who have the possibility of breaking through the Limit Douluo under the guidance of Sister Qingyun. If you plan to deal with that Tang San in the future, sister doesn’t have to worry about it.”
"Um……"
Ning Qingyun nodded thoughtfully, suddenly thinking of what the terrifying Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Under the Undead Natural Disaster Crown, said to Tang San when he left Shilek Academy in the morning.
Tang San, Tang Hao, Tang...
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance. Ning Rongrong paused in her steps. She wanted to join in the fun but hesitated. However, the next moment, after she heard her sister's words, her face quickly changed. A relaxed smile.
"The familiar sword intent and the pure killing intent without emotion... Rongrong, if nothing else, it should be your Grandpa Jian who is here."
…
At this time, in the boys' dormitory of Shi Lake College.
As if he sensed something, Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed recovering from his injuries and soul power, suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of smile flashing in his eyes.
Then, he got out of bed and walked towards the wooden door. Noticing the noise he made, his roommate Oscar couldn't help but ask: "Tang San, where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk..."
Saying that, Tang San paused.
"Do you want to come along?"
"I, uh... might as well not do it."
Oscar replied.
Hearing this, Tang San didn't force himself, but turned his head again with a little regret in his eyes, opened the wooden door and walked outside...
The camera turned and it was in a forest.
On two tall trees, there is a figure standing upright, facing each other and looking at each other.
Not long after, one of them wore a black hood. It was obvious from his appearance that he was a tall man. He said lightly: "Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Chen Xin?"
"Are you... um, Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao?"
Opposite him, Chen Xin, who was wearing a light blue sword attire without any cover, said with deep eyes.
"It seems that you also want to teach that guy who bullies the young a lesson."
After Tang Hao finished speaking, he fell silent.
Chen Xin looked at him, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask him about the situation of this "fallen soul master" who had recently become famous on the mainland. In the end, he remained silent and planned to inform Ning about the situation at Shilek Academy after returning to Qibao Glazed Sect. Let him decide the character.
While they were thinking like this, it didn't take long for the two of them to wait until a "big guy" with a sturdy back came to the bottom of the big tree. It was none other than Zhao Wuji.
"Come out, I know you two are here. Although I don't know if you are in the same group, you just sent a message at the same time to ask the labor and management to come out, ha... I, Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji, am not someone to be trifled with, Fudo That’s it, once you move, you can’t just stop.”
"Are you all ready? Prepare to be beaten!"
I saw that Zhao Wuji said in a very "brave" deep voice at this time, with a hint of preparation on his face. At the same time, he completed the possession of his martial soul and seven soul rings in the first time. It moves up and down around the body, flashing with dazzling light, especially the three black ten-thousand-year soul rings, which look even more astonishingly profound.
"..."
On the big tree, Tang Hao and Chen Xin looked at each other silently with strange expressions, and then they jumped down at the same time.
Zhao Wuji, who had just completed the possession of the powerful Vajra Bear martial spirit, was quickly stunned. He first looked at Chen Xin, who was not pretending to be disguised. Well, at this moment, he did not reveal the Seven Killing Sword martial spirit. Then he looked at Chen Xin, who was dressed in black. Tang Hao, who was wearing clothes, couldn't help but frown.
These two guys don't seem to be easy to deal with...
"Who are you?"
Zhao Wuji was thinking, so he tentatively asked.
Tang Hao responded to this Xianchenxin step by step, but he did not directly answer Zhao Wuji's words. He just said lightly: "I saw Fudo Mingwang in this small place. I just wanted to discuss with you. It's been a long time." Stretch your muscles.”
As he spoke, Tang Hao slowly raised his right hand. Suddenly, a black light condensed in his palm, and then turned into a big black hammer. At the same time, nine soul rings symbolizing the normally optimal configuration rose from under his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black... red!
This last blood-red soul ring, which represented a hundred thousand years level, suddenly exuded an extremely violent power. While Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded, Chen Xin beside him also frowned slightly.
Here in the original book, the color of Tang Hao's ninth soul ring should be a faint red in the black, representing the sequelae of his ring explosion. However, in this time and space, Tang Hao accepted the Rakshasa God Test after all. The Rakshasa God Test was a pit, and it was not difficult for him to repair the energy of his soul ring through some conveniences of the God Test.
"What is this?!"
"You are, fuck..."
"Hiss Wait, no, your hammer..."
At this time, Zhao Wuji looked at Tang Hao with a face full of shock, and his face changed again and again, but when he focused his attention on the big black hammer in Tang Hao's hand, he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes.
I saw that the "Haotian Hammer" in Tang Hao's hand had spiral patterns and a cone head, and it looked very strange. Oh, by the way, the cone head seemed to be not a solid cone, as if it was just a decoration.
Chen Xin saw Zhao Wuji's strange expression, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Tang Hao's hand holding the big black hammer. It didn't matter if he didn't glance, but his expression quickly became strange after he glanced.
What is that?
A black bamboo shoot with a handle?
Noticing that both of them were focusing on his Clear Sky Hammer, a “井” character faintly appeared on Tang Hao’s forehead, and then he tightened his fist and suddenly retracted the Clear Sky Hammer.
“Mian, Your Majesty, I don’t know…”
Looking at Tang Hao’s actions, Zhao Wuji finally came back to his senses, and then he couldn’t help but take a half step back and spoke intermittently.