Chapter 122 The Death of Zhao Wuji

"Haotian Douluo Tang Hao! Why are you here?" Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly shrank, his body unconsciously took two steps back, eight soul rings rose up under his feet, and he looked at Tang Hao warily.

"Zhao Wuji, let me tell you one last time, where is Tang Yin!" Tang Hao's eyes were fierce. The Clear Sky Hammer he held in his right hand emitted bursts of murderous intent. The temperature around it dropped to freezing point. It was obvious that Tang Hao was angry.

He will not let go of any of A Yin's murderers. Even if Tang Yin comes back to life through some method, he will crush his throat again, blast his soul, and let him never come back to life again. Can't live in this world.

The only clue now lies in the bear in front of him. Although the aura exuding from Zhao Wuji is not weak, who is he? He is a ruthless character who dares to hit even the former and current Pope of Wuhun Palace. He is just a Contra, nothing to fear.

Facing Tang Hao's threat, Zhao Wuji did not react, but thought about how to deceive the other party. After all, the strength of the two sides was too disparate. Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to hurt Tang Hao at all.

"Who is that person?" Zhao Wuji was about to speak when he noticed a figure hiding behind Tang Hao. His eyes were filled with golden light, and he immediately saw the figure clearly, "Yu Xiaogang!"

The moment he saw the master, Zhao Wuji understood why Tang Hao came to find him. It was because the master was behind to give him advice.

"Looking at Tang Hao's appearance, I guess he was the one who spread the news of the little monster's death. No wonder he didn't do anything as a father. It turned out that he was the real culprit who killed Tang Yin. Then he came to me, and I'm afraid he also learned from the master. I know from my mouth that I have a good relationship with Tang Yin."

"It seems that this is destined to be a fierce battle. If Tang Hao really finds the little monster, with his current cultivation level, he will definitely not be able to defeat Tang Hao. Since he can't defeat him, then I, as a teacher, have to pay him back. My love for fairy grass..."

After thinking about the reason, Zhao Wuji suddenly laughed out loud, pointed at the person behind Tang Hao, and said: "Yu Xiaogang, you are truly worthy of being a master in the theoretical world of soul masters. You are really a piece of Xie Te who can't stand up to the wall. 伱The way he looks now is no different from shit."

"Zhao Wuji, don't you know that Haotian Mian is asking you? Why are you dragging me?" The master's face was ashen, he pointed at Zhao Wuji and said angrily: "You are just an eight-ringed Soul Douluo. Why are you pretending to be a big Yiba wolf in front of Haotian?"

"Big Yiba Wolf?" Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with golden light, and the martial spirit Dark Golden Bear was possessed. Dark golden claws protruded from his fingers. Important parts such as the abdomen, shoulders, etc. were all covered with a layer of dark gold. armor.

However, unlike the dark gold Terrorclaw Bear, his claws are not that long, but much shorter, but the dark gold armor on his body is extremely hard. In the state of being possessed by a martial spirit, his defense will be doubled. After turning on the martial soul's true form, the various attributes of his body have reached a level that can be called abnormal. This is why four soul emperors, plus two soul emperors, The Holy City could not break through his defense.

The higher the soul power level, the greater the gap between the top martial souls and the ordinary martial souls. Especially with the seventh soul skill, it will be a huge watershed after the martial soul takes its true form.

Soul masters with top martial arts can easily defeat soul masters with ordinary martial arts. This is not caused by the gap in soul power, but by the characteristics and attributes of the martial spirits.

The seventy-level Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Spirit cannot defeat the seventy-level Dark Gold Bear Spirit even if it eats shit. This is the gap in the quality of the spirit, which cannot be made up by spirit power alone. (Unless the opponent is a Titled Douluo, he is not the kind of soul master who has just stepped into the Titled Douluo.)

"My Majesty Haotian, save me." Seeing Zhao Wuji's murderous intention, the master hurriedly hid behind Tang Hao and said.

"No one can save you! Dark Gold Break!" Zhao Wuji shouted, the sixth soul ring behind him lit up, a pair of dark gold claws intertwined together, and he swung a dark gold cross slash.

"Seeking death!" A red light flashed in his eyes, and the Clear Sky Hammer held in Tang Hao's right hand flipped slightly, easily blocking Zhao Wuji's sixth soul skill.

At the same time, the muscles in Tang Hao's legs exploded, and the four soul rings under his feet were broken one by one. Four extremely pure soul powers were condensed into his Clear Sky Hammer, and the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly became much larger, as if it had eaten Lulu's huge hammer. Move (get bigger quickly).

"Explode the ring!" Tang Hao clenched the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands. He suddenly raised his body from right to left and swung out the hammer. The huge red hammer shadow hit Zhao Wuji who was accumulating soul skills.

"The seventh soul skill, the martial spirit avatar! The eighth soul skill, the dark gold wrathful hammer!" Using the martial soul avatar, Zhao Wuji's original height of less than 1.8 meters suddenly increased to two meters, and a pair of dark gold bears were mastered. He formed a fist and used all his soul power to hit the coming Clear Sky Hammer.

"Some power, but not much!" Tang Hao sneered at the corner of his mouth. The fifth and sixth soul rings under his feet exploded, and the pure soul power of two thousand-year soul rings poured into his Clear Sky Hammer, and the scene suddenly changed. There was a one-sided situation.

I saw that Zhao Wuji's body, which was originally more than two meters high, was directly smashed into the wall behind by Tang Hao, who had six soul rings exploded. Although he activated the martial soul true form, the gap between the soul Douluo and the titled Douluo was still there. It was too big, and being able to block the Clear Sky Hammer that exploded four soul rings was already his limit.

So when Tang Hao exploded the fifth and sixth soul rings, Zhao Wuji could not resist it at all, and could only be mercilessly crushed by Tang Hao's explosive power. After all, a certain female god said that Tang Hao's hammer at full power exploded. , it was faintly comparable to a strike from a god. From here we can understand how terrifying Tang Hao's explosive power was.

boom--

The wall collapsed, the sound of broken bones was heard, and smoke filled the air. Zhao Wuji endured the pain of having his arms broken, and he just stood up with his legs against a stone wall. His body was covered with blood, and his originally strong chest suddenly It was dented. It was obvious that Tang Hao did not hold back the hammer, but went to kill Zhao Wuji.

"His grandma's." Zhao Wuji spit out a mouthful of phlegm from his mouth full of blood. His eyes fell on Tang Hao, who was walking towards him with the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and the master who looked like a villain, and said sarcastically: "Hao The Sky Hammer is nothing more than that, but is it worthy of being the first martial spirit in the mainland with such power? I think it is far behind compared to the Seven Killing Sword."

"What did you say?" Tang Hao's eyes were filled with fierceness. He held the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it towards Zhao Wuji's legs. There was no resistance at all, and the legs that supported Zhao Wuji's standing were directly broken.

Zhao Wuji could clearly hear the sound of bones being smashed, especially the pain of losing his legs, which made him even more painful. The blood in his mouth spurted out uncontrollably, and his limbs were also constantly bleeding. If this state continues, he will soon leave this world in pain.

Tang Hao doesn't claim to be a good person. Since Zhao Wuji won't tell where Tang Yin is, he will beat him until the other party tells him. After all, no one can resist the weight of his nine-ringed Clear Sky Hammer.

But he looked down on himself and looked down on Zhao Wuji.

The moment the Clear Sky Hammer was thrown onto Zhao Wuji, a shocking golden light suddenly erupted from the latter's body. It was his first soul skill, which could rebound attacks within three meters of his body, Immovable King Body.

The Clear Sky Hammer that was supposed to fall on Zhao Wuji was directly bounced away. The intense golden light pierced Tang Hao and the master so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. Zhao Wuji took this opportunity to use the last of his soul power to bounce up, wanting to die with the master. After all, Tang Hao's soul power was too strong and he couldn't hurt him at all.

But the master is different. A twenty-nine-level great soul master will never be able to block a Contra's desperate blow.

However, before Zhao Wuji could bite the master's neck, Tang Hao's big hand held down his Tianling Cap and slammed it to the ground.

Suddenly, countless teeth were shattered into pieces, his jaw was shattered, and Zhao Wuji was pinned down by Tang Hao in a small crater made by him.

Scarlet murderous aura filled the air, Tang Hao exhausted his last bit of patience, Senhan said: "I'll ask for the last time, where is Tang Yin!"

The master on the side was so frightened by the murderous aura emanating from Tang Hao that he collapsed to the ground. Unknowingly, a stream of yellow water came out. The master looked stunned and hurriedly crawled to the side, fearing that Tang Hao would be killed by him too.

"Tang Hao... just kill me, I don't know anything." Zhao Wuji, who was pinned to the ground by Tang Hao, said with difficulty.

Hearing this, Tang Hao became completely angry. He held down Zhao Wuji's head and banged it several times. He grabbed his hair and revealed his face covered with blood. He said, "Zhao Wuji, you made me underestimate you. No." To think that the majestic Fudo Ming King would protect a dying man like this, you are really a loyal dog."

"Haha." The pain coming from his body made Zhao Wuji unable to speak, and he could only use his last bit of strength to mock: "It doesn't matter whether I am a dog or not, I only know that you killed your most talented son. Today you Kill me, and one day in the future, you will also die at the hands of Tang Yin. When the time comes, I just don’t know whether your death will be miserable or mine."

"I forgot to mention that a person like you is not worthy of being a father at all. In other words, Tang Yin is not your son, right? From this look, Tang San, who has so many self-created soul skills, is probably not your son either. Are you? How sad, Your Majesty Haotian..."

"Zhao Wuji!" Tang Hao roared, his blood-red eyes were like evil spirits, and the hand holding Zhao Wuji's head was trembling. It was obvious that the last sentence of "Haotian crown" completely broke his guard.

The irony of this sentence under Haotian's crown is self-evident, especially when Zhao Wuji said that neither Tang Yin nor Tang San was his son, Tang Hao's reason was completely destroyed. According to Zhao Wuji's His head hit the ground. Every time he hit it, Zhao Wuji's extremely sarcastic laughter could be heard in his ears. His hand did not stop until there was no more sound in his ears.

"Your Majesty Haotian, are you okay?" Looking at Tang Hao, who was filled with murderous intent, the master leaned over uneasily, reached out and patted him, and said.

"Go away!" Tang Hao suddenly waved his hand, and in a big show of love, he slapped the master to the ground. Immediately, he grabbed the master's collar and asked angrily: "I ask you, is Tang San my son? Yes or no!"

"Yes! Yes!" The master was frightened by Tang Hao and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty Haotian Crown, Xiaosan must be your son. He has inherited your Haotian Hammer and your lover's Blue Silver Grass. How is that possible? Not your son."

"Then tell me, where did he get those self-created soul skills? You couldn't have taught them them!" Tang Hao's eyes were blood red, and he obviously didn't believe what the master said.

Ever since he killed Tang Yin, he felt that A Yin hated him every day and hated him for killing his son. But Tang Hao felt that since he was not his son, so what if he was killed? Even if there is a relationship for several years, to him, as long as he does not inherit the Clear Sky Hammer, then he is a dispensable person, so he will kill him.

But what Zhao Wuji said before he died completely broke his guard. His wife hated him, and neither of his two sons was his. So what was the meaning of Tang Hao's life in this world? Raising someone else’s son? Or did Ah Yin never love him at all?

"Damn it, Tang Hao is a lunatic. If he goes crazy, he might even kill me." The master rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea in his mind, and said quickly: "Your Majesty Haotian, please cheer up, those self-created souls of Xiaosan I taught him all the skills, you must not listen to Zhao Wuji’s nonsense!”

Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes froze, and he loosened his grip on the collar of the master's clothes. He asked in a deep voice, "Did you teach Xiao San those self-created soul skills? How come I have never heard him mention it."

Seeing this, the master also understood that Tang Hao believed in him, and said while the iron was hot: "It's my fault for not telling you earlier. That kid, Xiaosan, is extremely talented. These self-created soul skills are all based on my theory." It’s just that my soul power is low and I can’t achieve it.”

"Yes." After hearing what the master said, Tang Hao believed it a little bit. However, apart from the sentence that the mistress was extremely talented, he didn't really listen to much of the master's words.

From his point of view, even if the sow climbed a tree, the master would not be able to come up with such a mysterious self-created soul skill. Those self-created soul skills would be extremely difficult for even him to reproduce, let alone the thirty-level master in front of him. There is no trash left.

This is like saying that a twenty-ninth-level master hunted a hundred thousand year spirit beast. He couldn't absorb the hundred thousand year spirit ring, so he gave it to Tang San, and then went back to brag that he had hunted the first hundred thousand year spirit beast. , but he couldn't absorb the spirit ring, so he gave it to Tang San. Who would believe it? Do you believe it? Anyway, Tang Hao didn't believe it.

But he didn't expose it, after all, those self-created soul skills on Tang San were too weird, even worse than Tang Yin's sudden methods. Obviously, both of them had their own secrets.

As for why Tang Yin was killed, not having the Clear Sky Hammer bloodline was just one of them. The most important point was that the talent Tang Yin showed was even more powerful than Tang San who had the Clear Sky Hammer. This was something he absolutely couldn't do. tolerated.

In his heart, only soul masters with the Clear Sky Hammer were the strongest in the continent. How could Tang Yin, who did not have the bloodline of the Clear Sky Hammer, be allowed to press on Tang San's head? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the Clear Sky Sect?

Thinking of this, Tang Hao slowly exhaled a breath, and under the horrified gaze of the master, he left Shrek Academy and headed straight for the Killing City.

After Tang Hao left, an invisible soul barrier slowly dissipated, revealing a tragic scene.

"Zhao!"

"Go to the dean quickly! Find the dean!"

"Go and call Teacher Shao Xin! Go quickly!"

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