Douluo: Mr. Six of the Qibao Glazed Sect

Chapter 208 Killing Tang Hao

Seeing Tang Hao's unique trick, Shen Jianxin couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

No saint would suffer twice from the same move, let alone Shen Jianxin?

His left leg shone slightly, Shen Jianxin's body quickly escaped into the earth, trying to temporarily avoid the sharp edge and avoid Tang Hao's heavy hammer.

Who would have thought that Tang Hao's previous extreme anger was just a disguise.

Seeing Shen Jianxin escape to the ground, Tang Hao made a feint and directly controlled the big Sumeru hammer to hit the blood-red arena in the sky.

boom--

There was a loud noise, and a big hole was suddenly opened in the blood-red arena.

Seeing Tang Hao break through, Qian Renxue spread her wings and stepped forward, swinging her sword to stop him.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue thought of Shen Jianxin's divine test and the consequences of failing the divine test, and she immediately stopped forcibly.

Qian Renxue stopped her figure, but Tang Hao did not.

Seeing Qian Renxue rushing towards him, in order to prevent her from interfering with his escape, Tang Hao swung the big Sumeru hammer in his hand again and smashed it down towards Qian Renxue.

The expected heavy hammer did not hit, Shen Jianxin immediately realized that Tang Hao was about to run, and immediately broke out of the ground, stretched out his left hand and aimed at Tang Hao's back to activate his sixth soul skill.

"Eating souls, sealing demons, and killing!"

At the critical moment, a huge attraction erupted from Shen Jianxin's left hand, and Tang Hao's big Sumeru hammer that hit Qian Renxue was instantly fixed in mid-air.

The wind pressure brought by inertia rushed towards her face, blowing Qian Renxue's smooth golden hair.

Reaching out to smooth the naughty strand of hair in front of her eyes, Qian Renxue smiled slightly as she looked at Shen Jianxin who appeared in time: "Brother, sister, I didn't do anything."

Shen Jianxin's face darkened: "Qian Renxue, are you pretending to be stupid? Are you even risking your life?"

"What kind of assessment is not done? Don't you understand that human life is at stake?"

"Forget it, go to a safe place first, and then come back to argue with you after I deal with Tang Hao."

As he spoke, Shen Jianxin's left hand suddenly exerted force, and a large amount of blood energy spurted out, turning into chains and tightly binding Tang Hao's body.

In an instant, the soul power that was flowing smoothly in Tang Hao's body came to a standstill.

The soul power, life force, and blood energy in the body were uncontrollably drawn out by Shen Jianxin and gathered in the Tiger Soul Sword in his right hand.

Tang Hao's heart suddenly sank. The last time he faced Shen Jianxin head-on with this move, he broke an arm, so this time he faced Shen Jianxin with his back.

My life is over!

Without thinking too much, these four characters immediately resounded in Tang Hao's mind.

The soul power was suppressed, Tang Hao's aura suddenly weakened, and even the huge phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer condensed in his left hand began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Last time, he was able to forcefully break away from Shen Jianxin's suppression with the instantaneous explosive power of the ring explosion, but now in order to break free from Lan Yinxin's restraint, he had already exploded the soul ring, and the soul power in his body also began to accelerate rapidly after that short burst. attenuation.

At this time, Tang Hao failed to escape when Shen Jianxin released his soul skill, and he had already lost his best chance to escape.

Now being restrained by Shen Jianxin, all kinds of energy in his body are still being absorbed. He will only become weaker and the chance of escape will become smaller and smaller.

Once the soul power in his body fell to the bottom and fell into weakness before Tang Hao escaped from Shen Jianxin's shackles, he would definitely die this time.

Seeing the energy gathered on the Tiger Soul Sword in Shen Jianxin's right hand becoming more and more terrifying, Tang Hao was suddenly sweating profusely.

The fear of death came to mind so clearly for the first time.

After struggling desperately, the soul power in his body exploded several times, and finally fell into a dead silence under Shen Jianxin's suppression, and could no longer be adjusted at all. His body began to be pulled uncontrollably by Shen Jianxin. In a daze, Tang Hao seemed to see Shen Jianxin slowly lifting the Tiger Soul Sword in his right hand.

When his life was hanging by a thread, Tang Hao suddenly remembered the soul-hunting and life-killing courage Tang San had given him.

He felt happy, and his belief in survival made him mobilize a bit of soul power with difficulty, and opened the storage soul guide, and two iron bladders emerged.

Pulled by the powerful attraction released by Shen Jianxin's left hand, the two iron gallbladders instantly turned into streams of light and flew towards Shen Jianxin.

Seeing these two sudden streams of light, Shen Jianxin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly thought of Tang San, the Bichi, and the term hidden weapon also appeared in his mind.

Concealed weapons are inherently insidious weapons with great suddenness.

Under normal circumstances, concealed weapons are always paired with various poisons that can cause blood to seal the throat. Try to stay still as much as possible. If you move, you will see blood.

The same was true for Shen Jianxin at this time. Facing the two hidden weapons flying towards him, even if Shen Jianxin saw them, his body's reaction speed was not fast enough to dodge them.

Under the critical situation, Shen Jianxin had no choice but to hold up the indestructible body with all his strength, preparing to resist this sudden hidden weapon attack.

Finally, as they approached Shen Jianxin's palm, the mother-son duo inevitably collided with each other.

With a bang, a large puff of pink mist rose up, covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters in an instant.

Countless tiny bone-transforming needles flew in all directions, and inevitably some of them would fly towards Shen Jianxin.

I wonder if Tang Hao has been unable to inject soul power into his mother's life-threatening soul-seeking gallbladder, so the power of these bone-transforming needles is not very strong.

Shen Jianxin only felt a slight itching on the surface of his body, and these bone-transforming needles were bounced to the ground one after another, making a series of tiny tinkling sounds.

Not feeling that he was injured, Shen Jianxin also breathed a sigh of relief. His highly accomplished vajra body was indestructible, and the golden light on his body had already reached the level of being able to ward off all poisons.

As long as it does not directly enter his body, Shen Jianxin is immune to 98% of the external toxins in this world.

Even if a small amount of toxins enter the body, Shen Jianxin firmly believes that with his strong physique, he will be safe.

Smiling slightly, Shen Jian's heart and soul vibrated, dispersing the poisonous mist around him: "Tang Hao, do you have any other tricks?"

Tang Hao's face darkened, his eyes instantly dimmed, and the word despair came to his mind.

Seeing this, Shen Jianxin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly: "Since there is no other way, then I ask you to die once."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jianxin suddenly raised the Tiger Soul Sword in his right hand and slashed at Tang Hao who was very close at hand.

"Tang San, you little bastard, I shouldn't believe you!!"

The sword light flashed, blood spurted out, Tang Hao's ferocious face rose into the sky, and he cursed his own son, the little bastard, as his last words.

At the same time, in a cesspool in the Haotian Sect, Tang San's nose suddenly felt itchy. Just as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of excrement water suddenly poured into his mouth.

Thinking that Tang San was going to sneeze, Dai Mubai on the side hurriedly covered Tang San's mouth: "Xiao San, be patient, the spirit masters who are searching outside haven't left yet!"

The feces was in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out. He resisted and struggled but was worried that if he made too much noise, he would be found by the spirit masters who were searching outside, Tang San had no choice but to suppress his nausea and swallow the mouthful of pickled food with difficulty.

Calmness gradually returned to the pit.

(End of this chapter)