Chapter 32: Dragon God Claw, tearing the martial spirit with bare hands [Please collect and read]

"They are the two most outstanding people in our Haotian Sect. I am naturally aware of our pride."

At this time, the Great Elder had no idea of the seriousness of the matter, and was still staring at Fu Ye with his sinister eyes.

"They have tried to smash my shop many times, so I brought my pets to smash your sect. I think you will not refuse."

Fu Ye looked at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao shivering in the corner, and couldn't help feeling amused.

I guess they have learned their lesson after being abused by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo that time.

But they still had to visit. After all, the first time they could be said to be ignorant, but the second time it was a blatant provocation.

If Jian Douluo wasn't here, his store and employees would probably not have a good ending.

The more Fu Ye thought about this, the angrier he became.

“Haha, I don’t care what kind of store you own. Even if you smash the Spirit Hall, you won’t get any advantage in my Haotian Sect!”

Fu Ye ignored the great elder who only had level 93 soul power, and turned his gaze in the direction of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

"You two come before me now and kowtow three times, and our feud will end now."

Fu Ye's voice was very soft, but at this moment, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's eyes were filled with anger after hearing Fu Ye's words.

But, there was no way, they really couldn't defeat this monster Fu Ye!
If the sect's hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed because of the two of them, they would not be able to rest in peace even if they died.

Then, the first dramatic scene appeared! The Great Elder saw that Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who were known as the two most outstanding people in their sect, actually wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the young man in front of him.

The next moment, a powerful force knocked the two of them out!
"You two are useless! How could our Haotian Sect produce two wimps like you who are willing to kneel down before a young man!"

The Great Elder looked extremely angry. Tang Hao and Tang Xiao wanted to say something, but in the end they both kept their mouths shut.

After all, they didn't look down on Fu Ye, the little brat, at the beginning, but in the end, the other party suppressed them and made them unable to move just by his aura.

That kind of terrifying pressure was something that neither of the two most recognized geniuses of the Haotian Sect had ever felt.

The Great Elder was furious. His martial spirit had not yet dissipated. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a giant hammer that covered the sky and the sun suddenly smashed towards Fu Ye without any warning.

"Haotian secret technique, Lingtian strike!"

Seeing that the other party had no moral principles, Fu Ye stopped trying to reason with him!
"Sword box of divine thoughts, out!"

As Fu Ye finished speaking, a square sword case wrapped in nine colors appeared beside him. The entire sword case looked like a piece of beautiful jade.

There are nine sword shadows of different shapes engraved on it, and each sword shadow carries with it a completely different and extreme aura.

"spark."

Seeing that the opponent's Haotian Sect under the martial arts true body was about to fall on Fu Ye, the next moment a long sword carrying the terrifying fire element whizzed out!

“Buzz!!”

However, the remaining three opponents also launched an offensive at this moment.

"Shuihan!"

"Peach God!"

"Zhenyue!"

In the divine sword box, three divine swords were unsheathed again! They faced the second elder, the fourth elder, and the fifth elder of the Haotian Sect respectively!
"Qiang!"

"boom!"

The four divine swords seemed to have self-awareness and were madly pouring out their sword intent. The power of their ultimate attributes made the four people facing them miserable!

You must know that Fu Ye is now only relying on his martial soul to launch an attack, without using any soul rings.

With nothing to do, Fu Ye watched them and his martial spirits arguing with each other as if nothing had happened. At this time, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, which had transformed into a black dog, rubbed its small dog head back and forth at Fu Ye's feet.
"boom!"

"Ouch~~"

After the kick, the dog finally calmed down and lay there motionless as if its father had died.

Looking back at the still tense battlefield and the wounded appearance of the four elders of Haotian Sect, Fu Ye couldn't bear it.

"Tianhong, Zhufeng, Leiji, Ningguang, Anlin, go." The remaining five divine swords came out together, and in less than a moment, the remaining four elders of Haotian Sect could no longer resist. However, some people just don't deserve sympathy. He had already held back as much as possible, but the opponent was still thinking of sneak attacking him.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

"Hammer technique, chaotic cloak!"

That's right, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were told by the Great Elder to launch a surprise attack on Fu Ye. Although the two of them were against it in their hearts, they did not have the right to refuse.

But in Fu Ye's eyes, their attacks were so weak that they couldn't break his defense even if he stood there.

"boom!"

The big hammer weighs eighty, the small hammer weighs forty.

The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique incorporates all the power-generating techniques in the Nine Wonders of Haotian and was created by the former sect master Tang Chen.

It can be said that the quality of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit is very good, but without the secrets that Tang Chen has comprehended, they are just a group of strong and talented blacksmiths.

"sixteen."

"boom!"

"Thirty-two."

"Boom!!"

"Forty-eight."

"Boom boom!!!"

"sixty-four."

"Boom!!!"

"eighty."

"boom!!!!!"

As for Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, Fu Ye hit them one after another. Their efforts of gathering strength for a long time were not as good as his random punch.

He said that his punch weighs more than 300 tons. Can you withstand it?
"Nine nines return to one, chaotic cloak!"

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were both in despair at this time. Fu Ye in front of them did nothing and easily resolved their attacks each time. Every time, their attacks disappeared without a trace as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

It was not until now that they realized how powerful this freak Fu Ye was!

However, it was not just the two of them. At this moment, each of the four elders had two magic swords pressed against their throats. If they moved even the slightest, they would be covered in blood!
They just watched as the two peerless geniuses of their sect smashed the young man in front of them with hammer after hammer, and then the other party easily blocked it with a wave of their hands.

(Ahem, let me explain here. In the setting of Douluo 1, the divine weapon is usually 108,000 jin, and even the Ultimate Douluo Poseidon cannot lift it. In Douluo 3, Tang Wulin's strength in the later period is about 200,000 jin, which is equivalent to about 150 tons. The protagonist has the complete version of the Dragon God bloodline and martial spirit, and his strength is twice that of Tang Wulin, which should be reasonable.)
"Is this your strongest power? It's really weak."

Fu Ye's palms turned into nine-colored dragon claws. As the two Clear Sky Hammers fell rapidly, a buzzing sound and the sound of objects breaking were heard.

"Buzz! Click."

In the horrified eyes of the four elders, Fu Ye actually tore into pieces the martial spirits of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao with his bare hands!
"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, the two most outstanding talents of the Haotian Sect, spat out mouthfuls of bright red blood after their martial spirits were shattered.

At this time, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was still lying leisurely at Fu Ye's feet. After looking at the frightened expressions of the group of lowly humans in front of him, he felt so comfortable!

Fortunately, he surrendered early. Although he lost his intestines and testicles, he is living a very comfortable life now.

Just act coquettishly and cutely whenever you want. As for practicing, there is absolutely no need for that.

As long as his master is happy one day, he will have "dog food" (hundred-thousand-year soul bones) to eat, and one soul bone is equivalent to ten thousand years of hard training!

　This book is expected to be completed with two to three million words, spanning the first to fourth stages of the Douluo Dalu Movement. I will tell you the update rules before it is put on the shelves.

　　Here, the author would like to thank all the Yanzus for their support and love!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)