Chapter 204 Tang Hao Poisoned
Flender's martial spirit Cat Eagle, Liu Erlong's martial spirit Fire Dragon, and the martial soul fusion skill Yinglong performed by the two of them together completely absorbed all the advantages of the two martial arts.
The cat hawk's rapidity, the fire dragon's explosive damage.
When he attacked the third elder of the Haotian Sect before, Yinglong's damage was displayed. Now when facing the attack of the third elder of the Haotian Sect, Yinglong also showed extreme dexterity.
The wings on its back vibrated, and the thirty-meter-long Yinglong easily dodged the hammer blow like a snake.
The body rotated, hovering in the air, turning around and spitting out another mouthful of hot dragon breath.
The third elder of Haotian Sect's face froze, and he had no choice but to hold up Haotian Guard again and endure the scorching dragon's breath.
The soul power exploded, and he rushed out of the dragon's breath range again, swinging the hammer and hitting it again.
Yinglong saw that the situation was not good, he flapped his wings to distance himself, and spat out another breath of dragon breath.
Flanders and Liu Erlong are very aware of the shortcomings of their martial soul fusion skills. Their attack power is powerful and their speed is extraordinary, but their defense is very weak.
After all, the two of them are just soul saints, and their limited soul power is simply not enough to support them in a head-on confrontation with the titled Douluo.
Fly the kite and delay for a while so that Yu Yuanzhen can free his hands, and their mission will be completed.
Being teased repeatedly by the soul fusion skills of the two soul saints instantly aroused the anger in the hearts of the third elder of the Haotian Sect.
"You bastard, you really pissed me off."
In their anger, the third elder of the Haotian Sect even forgot that they were only here to save people, not to fight a decisive battle.
"Haotian's incarnation!"
The seventh soul ring on his body lit up, and the shadow of a thirty-meter-long Clear Sky Hammer appeared.
"Haotian Tornado!"
The third elder of the Haotian Sect hugged the handle of the Haotian Hammer with both hands, exerted force under his feet, moved his arms with his belt, and his body began to rotate rapidly.
The Clear Sky Hammer drove the air, setting off a hurricane, and a huge phoenix tornado with a diameter of more than a hundred meters was formed.
Everything within a radius of nearly a kilometer was swept into the tornado, and then torn to pieces by the rapidly rotating Haotian Hammer.
Yinglong's wings shook violently, trying his best to resist the powerful pulling force of the tornado.
The self-created soul skill of the third elder of the Haotian Sect seems to have been combined with the cloak technique.
As the third elder of the Haotian Sect turned faster and faster, the force in the tornado became stronger and stronger, and the pulling force in the tornado became stronger and stronger.
"Ah~, ah~"
Soon, several unlucky ones who were affected were unsteady on their feet and were picked up by the strong wind amidst screams. Their bodies could not stop flying towards the core of the tornado.
Ying Longyan was quick and quick, and quickly stretched out his dragon claws, grabbing several people around him in his claws.
As for the people in the distance, Ying Long had no choice but to let them hit the Haotian Hammer that had turned into an afterimage, and then dissipated into a handful of blood mist.
In just a short moment, the pulling force of the tornado reached its limit, and Yinglong was still able to maintain his body shape in the tornado.
Seeing that Yinglong could not be pulled, the third elder of the Haotian Sect loosened his hands slightly, and the Haotian Hammer, which had already been fully charged, came out of his hands, turning into a huge black line and rushing towards Yinglong quickly.
At this time, Yinglong was being pulled by the huge pulling force of the tornado, and there was no way he could escape.
In desperation, a golden-red light flashed, and the more than thirty-meter-long Yinglong collapsed and disintegrated in mid-air.
The figures of Flanders and Liu Erlong also appeared, and several people caught by the dragon's claws also flew towards the incoming Clear Sky Hammer.
Flanders smiled slightly, the soul power in his body surged crazily, and he used all his strength to send the shocked Liu Erlong out of the attack range of the Clear Sky Hammer.
However, his own figure followed several others uncontrollably and flew towards the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Stay alive!"
"No!"
Hearing Liu Erlong's lung-splitting cry and feeling the teardrop on his cheek, Flanders slowly closed his eyes.
This life is worth it!
boom--
There was a loud collision, and Flanders was slightly startled. Doesn't it hurt?
He quickly opened his eyes and fumbled around in a panic, checking whether he was missing any parts at an extremely fast speed.
As an old Jianghu, he clearly knows that severe pain can make the body deceive itself for a short period of time.
"Ahem, you don't have any missing parts."
Hearing the sound, Flanders realized that Yu Yuanzhen was actually standing next to him.
At this time, Yu Yuanzhen had released his dragon transformation, but now had a set of blue-purple dragon-shaped armor on his body, which looked particularly domineering and majestic.
And in his hands that turned into dragon claws, one hand was holding a charred humanoid object, and the other hand was holding back the speeding Clear Sky Hammer.
"What are you doing standing around? This is the trophy, take it. Leave the rest to me."
As he spoke, Yu Yuanzhen threw the charred black-shaped object in his hand into Flanders's arms. The soul power in his body exploded, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer phantom was instantly shattered by the shock.
"I've really given you shame. It's just three ninety-one-level titled Douluo, but you dare to kill my clansmen!"
"Don't you know that every one of my sect's members is a treasure when they wither?"
Hearing Yu Yuanzhen's extremely calm words, the third elder of the Haotian Sect, who had his martial soul's true body crushed and suffered backlash, felt a chill running down his spine and sweating all over his body.
"Look, now that I have forced out all the trump cards I have just practiced, you still deserve to die."
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen, who was exuding a terrifying aura, walking toward him step by step, the third elder of the Haotian Sect felt his mouth and tongue dry, and he swallowed hard, feeling the soul power surge in his body.
"Tang Hao, there are no eggs in the overturned nest, why don't you take action?"
Yu Yuanzhen, who thought he was going to fight back, was suddenly stunned by his roar.
"Third Elder, you are in such a mess, Zizhen, you are so miserable!"
Tang Hao's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, mercilessly mocking the third elder below.
"Tang Hao, stop talking sarcastically. It was your fault for forcing you before."
"If you still regard yourself as a descendant of the Haotian Sect, then fight with me to repel these invaders and protect our Haotian Sect."
Tang Hao shook his head slightly: "Third Elder, do you know? It's too late now!"
"My grandfather is dead, my father is dead, my eldest brother is dead, and everyone in the Haotian Sect is rejecting me."
"You know? It's not that I don't want to consider myself a member of the Haotian Sect, but that you gave up on me."
"Look over there, how fierce the fighting is."
"I'll leave first, and you can just ask for your blessings."
As soon as the words fell, Tang Hao's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yu Yuanzhen looked back and saw that all the members of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex who had attacked the top of the mountain were in chaos.
It attacks everything it sees like a madman.
"Tang Hao, you deserve to die, I must kill you!"
Seeing this scene in front of him, Yu Yuanzhen immediately realized that it was Tang Hao who moved his hands and feet.
With his eyes red, he rushed forward, twisted the neck of the third elder of the Haotian Sect, flew into the sky, and was about to chase Tang Hao.
"Senior, wait!"
With a call, Shen Jianxin, covered in blood and flames, stood in front of Yu Yuanzhen carrying a broken corpse.
