“Huh~”

Yueguan let out a light ejaculation.

Because he saw a light flashing on his left arm of the Platinum Bishop Salas who faced Yu Luomian on the other side.

He didn't care why the two of them fought, what he cared about was that ray of light.

As a titled Douluo, he is very sensitive to this kind of light.

That is the light belonging to the soul bone!

When did Saras have a soul bone?

This grandson!

This matter needs to be investigated!

"The Great Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Xiao hugged the huge Haotian hammer and smashed it down.

"Boom..."

The powerful energy fluctuated against Yueguan's chest, and Yueguan's body flew backwards in a scream.

"Chrysanthemum, do you have that little skill?"

Tang Xiaohao's sky hammer returned to normal size, and the hammer head pointed to Yueguan, and a breath locked it accurately.

He exerted force under his feet and rushed forward with the Haotian hammer in his hand.

He knew that he could not delay any further, otherwise his brother Hao would not be able to withstand it.

Tang Xiao's legs exploded!

The Haotian Hammer gradually enlarged as it fell.

"The Eighth Soul Skill, the Gate of Holy Light!"

The strange chrysanthemum in Yueguan's hand became extremely huge, and a strong beam of light was emitted from the golden stamens.

"Boom..."

The air waves generated by the collision of two attacks have already caused signs of collapse of the mountain.

The two swept back at the same time in this collision.

...

"The ninth soul skill, two slashes of gods and demons!"

The last soul ring on Chen Xin's body expanded instantly, and the domineering aura on his body made the surrounding air twist violently.

Ning Fengzhi knew what Chen Xin wanted to do when he saw that he used the ninth soul skill.

At this time, the fifth, sixth and seventh soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, and three beams of different colors of light shrouded the dust heart.

At this moment, the aura on Chen Xin's body increased again.

"Man and sword are united!"

Chen Xin used his unique skill to become famous, and a phantom that was exactly the same as himself appeared behind him, and waved his sword at the two titled Douluo.

"careful!"

The two titled Douluo had no intention of resisting this level of attack.

The two dodged in different directions.

"Click~"

"ah……"

One of the unlucky titled Douluo was affected by the Qikill Sword Qi, and one of his arm was cut off.

"Crown of the Pope!"

"Rabbit...Rabbit...Rabbit was intercepted by Lu Yuan!"

Lordiala ran back in a panic with a few people.

Lu Yuan is so fierce!

If he hadn't run fast, he would have been beaten to death.

Lordiala's words seemed to be like a basin of cold water extinguishing the flames of battle.

"What?!"

Bibi Dong's attack shocked Tang Hao, and a trace of anger flashed in his beautiful eyes.

The rabbit, which was a hundred thousand years old, was intercepted.

That's a fart!

“How long has it been?”

Bibidong asked.

If the time is short, you might be able to catch up.

"About two quarters of an hour!"

Sweat beads emerged from Lordiala's forehead. It was not that he didn't want to report it in time, but that Lu Yuan chased them out eight streets in the opposite direction.

He had his legs broken and his wings broke!

It is a blessing that he can come back!

"Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuan shook!"

"I've recorded what happened today by Bibidong."

"withdraw!"

Bibidong made a decision immediately.

The three sects join forces at the same time, and it is hard to say who wins and who loses if they continue to fight.

Her purpose this time was the little rabbit. Now that it is in Lu Yuan's hands, it is too late to pursue it.

Moreover, when he was entangled by the upper three sects, he could not be separated from his hands to pursue him.

It may be difficult to end then!

The War Spirit Hall retreated, and no one stopped the three sects.

After all, these are three groups, and each of them has their own little thoughts.

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao are most happy to see this result.

If they continue to fight, they don’t know that Tang Hao will definitely relapse, and that will be a life-threatening death.

"Missary!"

Tang Hao, who was the first to react, ran wildly towards the direction where Tang San was bombed out just now.

"Missary."

"Missary."

“…”

Tang Hao kept shouting while holding his son.

"dad!"

Tang San opened his eyes and saw his old father who had experienced vicissitudes.

We have never seen them since they were six years old.

"Miss, who hurt you like this?"

Tang Hao looked at the bruised footprints on his son's face, and his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

Furious!

Tang San shook his head, he didn't know either.

At that time, he was suddenly kicked down in the air.

Then I didn't know anything.

"Dad, where is Xiao Wu?"

"How is Xiao Wu?"

Tang San asked urgently.

"I have no idea."

Tang Hao shook his head.

He only heard that he was intercepted and he didn't know where he went.
To be continued...