Chapter 263 (1/2)

At this time, qiandaoliu had a short stalemate in the face of Nuo Da's hammer attack, because he recognized what the martial spirit attacking him was. It was the unique martial spirit of his dead enemy, and he would never admit his mistake.

Over the years, qiandaoliu has only two knots. One is to revitalize the Wuhun hall, and the other is to crush Tang Chen of haotianzong under his feet. Unfortunately, neither of these two has been realized.

He thinks that Douluo mainland has few enemies, and Tang Chen is the only one he can fear.

”Tang Chen, where have you been hiding for so many years!” Thousands of streams roared in surprise and retreated to avoid the sharp edge of Haotian hammer.

”Tut Tut, are you so sure I'm Tang Chen?”

Luo Yu's naive body is far stronger than Tang Hao's momentum. Nuo Da's hammer head is hundreds of feet long. Dark red and golden lines are densely piled on the hammer surface, flashing a deep and terrible explosion smell.

Hearing Luo Yu's cry, Qiandao lumen was stunned, because he noticed that Haotian hammer in front of him seemed different from that of his old opponent Tang Chen, and seemed to have another sublimation in Tang Chen's breath.

”Your strength has improved again!” In the golden light, the six winged angel held the angel's holy sword and blocked Luo Yu's attack. The leader did not hesitate to cut it off directly.

”Boom!”

Qiandaoliu hastily summoned the martial spirit to meet the enemy. In addition, the spirit was distracted to a certain extent. Luo Yu naturally took the lead. The momentum of Haotian hammer with the size of 100 feet was only slightly blocked, and then it fell down.

He was so frightened that thousands of people broke their eyes and hurriedly dodged, even ignoring the image of the first person in the Wulin hall. A pair of eyes stared at the black robed figure controlling Haotian hammer. It seemed that they would never stop exploring.

”Dong!”

The strength of the ultimate Douluo of qiandaoliu is naturally not covered, even if it is a hasty fight back, but with the ultimate speed of the six winged angel's soul behind him, he finally took out the scope of Haotian hammer's deterrence.

The hammer fell on the ground, and there was a sudden whine and explosion on the ground. Taking the center as the far point, countless deep cracks were cracked, mountains and stones were cracked, earth and rock were flying, and smoke and dust were stirring.

”Hoo Hoo!”

Qiandaoliu's clothes and robes are damaged. His face is very ugly. He stands in the air and stares at Luo Yu's figure. He must be an old thief Tang Chen, otherwise no one in haotianzong can have such momentum and strength.

Even if the title Douluo of level 98 makes a sneak attack, he will never be so embarrassed. If haotianzong has two such masters, there is no need to play some tricks. There is no problem to directly crush the Wulin hall.

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the battlefield showed a broken appearance. Qiandaoliu was carrying the six winged angel. An angel holy sword surrounded by illusory flame was held in the hands of the six winged angel. On the other side, the tall figure in black stood proudly with a Hao Tian hammer reduced to four feet.

”Tang Chen, what's your plot to lead me here!” Qiandaoliu's body is tight and solemn. He has an ominous premonition. At their level, they are not mediocre and will not start the war easily.

After all, it's really easy to fight. It's easy to defeat a person, but it's too difficult to kill. Once the enemy is released, no one can afford to attack the weak in your sect.

However, the other party now takes the clothes worn by his granddaughter and leads himself to a deserted corner. Without saying a word, qiandaoliu feels that the other party must have a conspiracy and will not be so simple. He is ready to run at any time.

It's not that he ignores the extreme Douluo's face, but that face is not as important as his life. He can keep the green mountain without worrying about firewood. As long as he can escape back to the Wulin hall, no one can be his opponent.

I have to say that qiandaoliu's crafty has quickly made a perfect analysis of the current situation in a short time, and made a plan for the next action.

However, what the other party thinks and looks change are all under Luo Yu's observation, and everything is in his calculation.

Luo Yu stretched out his finger to qiandaoliu, ”first, I'm not Tang Chen!”

”Second, if you run away now, I can't guarantee your granddaughter's life.”

As soon as he said this, his eyes became blood red, and he gnashed his teeth and said, ”Tang Chen, you are despicable!”

Luo Yu shook his head, ”didn't I say, I'm not Tang Chen!”

”Hide your head and show your tail. Dare you show your true face and let me see what happened!” Thousands of angry blood attacked his heart and felt that Tang Chen was playing with him as a monkey.

He is not mentally ill, nor is he blind. He can't recognize Haotian hammer unique to Haotian sect, or he can't feel the familiar breath of his old opponent. Each other's words are like rubbing his IQ on the ground.

Luo Yu glanced slightly at the two directions around him. He had no intention of lifting his cloak at all. What a joke. He misunderstood what was wrong with qiandaoliu. If he opened it, he exposed himself directly to the other two people.

The cold voice echoed in the four fields. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the surging thousands of streams, ”it seems that there's no way to communicate well if you don't fall down.”

”Then... Fight, but don't think about running away.” While talking, Luo Yu took out another dress full of the smell of thousands of Ren snow and threw it at thousands of streams.

The complexion of qiandaoliu suddenly twisted. He was hesitant to escape. Now he stared round his eyes, and his momentum continued to rise. The world around him seemed to shake at this moment.

”Tang Chen, you and I have any grudges. Let's have a fight. Why involve the younger generation? Aren't you afraid of me looking for revenge!” The voice of a thousand streams was as gloomy as a deadly ghost, and had been angered to the critical point.

”Don't worry, I didn't do anything to her, but if you run away now, I can't guarantee it.” Light laughter came from the black robe.

”Oh, yes!”

”Don't try to threaten me that if I dare to touch your granddaughter, you will kill the children of haotianzong. As I said, believe it or not, I'm not from haotianzong.”

As soon as the pupil of qiandaoliu shrinks, he actually has an idea in his heart just now, that is, once he loses the enemy and finds out that the other party has any conspiracy, he will immediately run away at full speed. At that time, he will leave a cruel word. I forgive the other party for worrying about his nephew and dare not hurt his granddaughter.

But the other party's words now directly blocked his retreat.

”Oh, I don't believe you're not Tang Chen. You and I have been opponents for many years. Do you still want to frame me?” Thousands of stream's disdain seemed to feel that Tang Chen's means made him quite despise.

”Do you really don't believe it, or do you want to test me?”

The sound of teasing came from the black robe, which seemed to have seen through everything.

”If it's not Tang Chen, why hide your head and show your tail!” Thousands of rumors are radical. They don't intend to give each other time to think. They are eager to find clues, otherwise they are too passive now.

”Since you know Tang Chen, you must have seen his soul ring.”

”What do you mean!”

”Boom!”

The Haotian hammer with overlapping red and gold lines in Luo Yu's hand suddenly has nine magnificent and powerful soul rings rising, and the strong breath releases a single brilliance, black, black, red and red.

”Five black and four red?”

”How is it possible!!!!!”

”Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

The pupils of thousands of streams suddenly shrunk and his eyes were surprised. He looked at the nine soul rings shown by the figure in black. The whole person was stupid. Even he had only one red soul ring. What was the situation of the other party? Four hundred thousand year old soul rings.

”Is it...”