Chapter 207 Tang San’s tragic defeat

A rich golden light spread from the angel spirit, covering a radius of several kilometers, bringing everyone in the area into it.

The two powerful men Tang San and Haotian Sect were oppressed by the powerful and divine aura, and they suddenly felt like they were in a twisted space.

His strength was suppressed, everything around him became a bit illusory, and he was restricted to a space with a diameter of five meters. The soul power in his body was rapidly dissolving.

Not only that, but four golden rays of light entered the bodies of the Ghost Leopards, and the auras on the Ghost Leopards became stronger.

The Angel Domain, like the God of Killing Domain, can both assist teammates and suppress opponents.

The already one-sided battle between the two Haotian Sect masters became even worse once again. Blood was spilled, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their whole bodies were covered in blood.

"Whoosh!"

The Demon Bear and the Ghost Leopard struck again, leaving a deep wound visible to the bones on the bodies of the Haotian Sect.

"ah!"

The two screamed again and then swung the Clear Sky Hammer like crazy, desperately trying to drag a titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace to his death.

the other side.

Realm! Feeling the dissolution of the soul power in his body, a look of panic flashed across Tang San's face, but he quickly calmed down and decided to fight.

Xue Qinghe, even if you use all your strength, what can you do if you restrict me to such a small area? I can still move, and I can also use the cloak hammer technique when the soul power is completely dissolved.

Tang San closed his eyes and released his mental power, locking the maximum range of his mental power to be on guard against Xue Qinghe's attack.

The Haotian Hammer in his hand kept swinging, stirring the angelic realm, making the whole body feel more relaxed.

Forty hammers, the black light of the Clear Sky Hammer had covered Tang San's whole body, isolating the surrounding angel realm from the influence of the angel realm. Tang San immediately recovered, and the feeling of soul power dissolving was gone.

Just when Tang San was confident that he would win, and held Qian Renxue hostage until Tang Hao arrived, a sacred prayer suddenly sounded, and dense golden flames lit up in the angel field.

The golden flame turned into a holy sword and floated above Tang San's head. The astonishing temperature made Tang San feel like he was in a sea of ​​fire. He opened his eyes and saw the dense flying swords in the air, and his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

"Tang San, the maneuverability of your modified Chaos Cloak is indeed worthy of praise, but the biggest weakness of this self-created spirit skill is that it has to move on the ground."

"Suffer death, angelic realm, ultimate fire."

"Self-created soul skills, Ten Thousand Swords Judgment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ten thousand flying swords fell down, killing Tang San.

"Tang San, you are not the protagonist here, and you do not have the halo of wisdom. No one will wait for you to finish the cloak hammering technique and then fight hard."

"How dare you use a trick like the Dance of Cloaks against a soul master with an angel spirit? Even if you superimpose ninety-nine eighty-one hammers, how can you catch up with the flying ability of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone?"

Hit the little snow flying in the sky."

"Such moves can only overwhelm spirit masters below Titled Douluo who cannot fly at high speeds."

"After this move, a new battle should begin." Bibi Han murmured, looking into the distance, raising his soul power, and the Clear Sky Hammer spirit appeared in his hand.

"The guy who's supposed to come is finally coming."

Countless flying swords fell, Tang San's black jade hand moved to the extreme, and he stepped forward with his left foot, slamming the stacked 45 hammers onto the ground.

Amidst the loud rumbling sound, air waves sputtered out in all directions, knocking away thousands of flying swords.

Tang San then condensed the six thousand-year soul rings on his body into one, and the Clear Sky Hammer became as big as a water tank, turning into a shield to block it in front of him.

clang clang clang.

The sound of metal collisions continued, and the floor beneath Tang San's feet collapsed, and his feet sank into the stone slabs. Veins popped up all over his body, and the remaining soul power poured into the Clear Sky Hammer to deflect the flying sword.

Looking at the flying swords surrounding Tang San, Qian Renxue snapped her fingers, "Explode!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

Ten thousand flying swords burned again and burst into flames.

The scene of the explosion of 10,000 bombs was absolutely spectacular, with constant crackling sounds and flames shooting into the sky. This large scene even attracted the attention of those nearby.

The four Titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace swallowed their saliva. Another freak. His combat power should be enough to compete with Titled Douluo.

The snake speared dolphin was the most shocking, because they both knew very well that the young master was far from using all his strength.

After the explosion dissipated, all around were broken walls and ruins, and Tang San's figure was revealed, looking extremely miserable.

His whole body was covered in bruises, like a bloody man, his hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

The golden light in Qian Renxue's hand gathered together and formed a sword again.

"Impossible, I won't lose, I definitely won't lose." Tang San roared in his heart, "Tang Sect's secret skill, One Thousand and One Nights."

Tang San's hands turned jade-colored, and he quickly brushed them across his waist, replacing his arms with his hands. Every time they passed by, there would be a cold light. At this moment, no one could see clearly how his arms and hands moved.

In an instant, he seemed to have grown a thousand arms, and both sides of his body were completely phantoms of his arms.

Jingjing's brilliance spread out from Tang San's body, pointed, thorny, ridged, bladed, curved, arc-shaped, cone-shaped, needle-shaped. Countless hidden weapons seemed to suddenly emerge from his body.

It exploded and scattered in all directions.

Either flying straight, or flying diagonally, or turning into an arc, or colliding with each other. Almost at that moment, it was as if a dazzling flower bloomed in front of Tang San, and countless hidden weapons clashed with each other.

Dazzlingly unfolding, these hidden weapons target not only Qian Renxue but also the surrounding soul masters.

Seeing this, the sixth soul ring on Qian Renxue's body instantly lit up, "The sixth soul skill, Angel's Roar."

Taking a deep breath, Qian Renxue exhaled suddenly, and an extremely sharp and loud roar came out of her mouth. At that moment, her eyes suddenly spit out strong golden flames, which were more than one meter in length.

Angel's Roar originally converted half of the angel's soul power into mental attacks through a special transformation method. Although the soul power was somewhat sealed, the mental power was not affected at all. If Qian Renxue did this, her power would be no less than that of a Super Douluo.

The huge spiritual power will immediately kill all the hundreds of soul masters around him.

In order to protect them from excessive harm, Qian Renxue converted all her soul power into sonic attacks, shaking the surrounding space and scattering all the hidden weapons launched by One Thousand and One Nights.

Tang San was shocked by the sound wave and his energy and blood surged. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as if his plan had come true. Two rays of purple light shot out from his eyes again. He brought up the last of his soul power and approached Qian Renxue. A cylindrical thing about the length of a foot appeared on his hand.

Metal product - Peacock Feather. It was made by the master craftsman Tang Hao and put together by Tang San.

The peacock feather covers an area of ​​tens of square meters, and can spray out 360 hidden weapons, and comes with twelve kinds of hidden weapon needles. In order to make these hidden weapons hit Qian Renxue as much as possible, Tang San summoned the last of his soul power,

Walking on the ghost's shadow, it approaches quickly.

It is as exquisite as a peacock opening its tail, brilliant and dazzling.

"Suffer death, Xue Qinghe, Tang Sect's third machine-type concealed weapon, Peacock Ling."

Countless hidden weapons were launched at Qian Renxue. Just when Tang San thought Qian Renxue would be beaten into a sieve, six soul bones floated on Qian Renxue's body, and then turned into a set of brilliant golden armor. The golden

The armor blocked all of Peacock Ling's hidden weapons, and even the most damaging needle, which could break through the soul saint-level martial soul's true form, could not break through the defense of the soul bone armor.

After Bibi Dong obtained the soul bone armor, Qian Daoliu confirmed that the soul bone armor could grow to more than 100,000 years, so he agreed to Qian Renxue's absorption of other soul bones.

Afterwards, Qian Renxue gained the approval of the spirit beast souls and completed the possession of the angel armor.

As for the original Angel Six God costume, it is still in the Angel Temple, waiting for Qian Renxue to start the Angel God Examination, absorb the angel power in the soul bone, and use it as a tool for growth.

"What, what is this?"

Tang San was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily. The set of attacks just now had completely exhausted his soul power, and now it was difficult to even stand up.

Seeing the armor that suddenly appeared on Qian Renxue's body, his eyes were full of disbelief. The three major hidden weapons of the Tang Sect could not break through the armor's defense. Tang San felt that his faith had collapsed.

Since there was no sacrifice from Xiao Wu and Tang San's eight spider spears were gone, the human-faced demon spider was not devoured to obtain the prototype of the soul bone armor, so it was not clear what was in front of him.

Qian Renxue, possessed by the soul bone armor, looked like a Valkyrie, holding a holy sword and looking at Tang San with murderous intent in her eyes.

Facing Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes full of murderous intent, Tang San's hands and feet became cold, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, thunder flashed, and a domineering voice filled with infinite murderous intent sounded: "A mere descendant of Qian Xunji dares to kill my son, Haotian Jiujue, the deadly flying hammer!"

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PS: Dear readers, I'm sorry that the author accidentally posted something counterintuitive.
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