Chapter 97: If you can't win, then gamble

Seeing the anxious expressions of these old men, Qingluan smiled slightly. It seemed that the formation was still missing that person.

Naturally, he would not let these enemies break free from his soul skills as they wished.

"Sixth soul skill - Qingmian Flame Scroll!" Another round of black soul ring lit up.

The wings of the martial soul's true body flapped, and green flames ignited in the void. As the strong wind reversed, a tornado of fire rose into the sky and swallowed up the giant hammer that fell from the sky.

Ever since he consumed the magical herb, all of his soul skills had acquired this special fire attribute enhancement, adding a little embellishment to the already powerful power of the wind element.

The strong wind wrapped in flames swept over the Clear Sky Hammer, tearing a lot of it apart.

He let out a cry, and his mocking eyes reflected the pale face of one person. He instantly realized that this formation was probably built by the resonance of their martial spirit true bodies.

It turns out that martial spirits of the same origin can be used in this way. These old guys really put a lot of effort into fighting across levels.

But the disadvantage of this formation is also obvious, that is, the physical body is extremely fragile without the Clear Sky Hammer.

If it were his old self, he might have foolishly taken these attacks head-on, but since he accepted the new ideas given by Feng Xuan, he immediately realized that the era of this kind of gentlemanly battle of give and take should be over.

The Haotian Sect has learned to use the majority to defeat the minority, so why should I play the enemy's game of attacking their strengths?

He silently chanted in his heart, "Fifth Soul Skill - Luan Yu Lan Shan!"

As soon as the soul ring lit up, countless flaming feathers shot out.

By the time the four of them reacted, Qingyu, like a sharp blade, was already right in front of them.

The few who were still in good condition dodged with difficulty, but the Fourth Elder, whose head had been attacked by his martial spirit's true body, felt dizzy and had no power to dodge.

"Despicable!" Tang Ming's eyes were bloodshot when he saw him fall down after being attacked.

The fourth elder gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty. His left abdomen was pierced and one arm hung limply. If the bones were not hard enough, his right arm would have been almost cut off at the root.

Under the burning flames, the wound was already charred, and no blood flowed out at all.

"You two fighting four against one isn't mean?"

The few of them did not reply, but looked at each other more vigilantly and adjusted their positions.

So many things happened in just a few breaths. Even with Tang San's Purple Demon Pupil, he couldn't see their movements clearly.

But in terms of the results, it was clear that the enemy had the upper hand.

Looking up at his uncle's profile, he whispered, "Uncle, hurry back to the sect. They didn't go up the mountain, but ambushed here. Obviously, there is something that they are afraid of!"

Tang Xiao rolled his eyes. What nonsense! Why did I insist on not opening the mountain gate? Wasn’t it because these people from the Spirit Hall couldn’t go up the mountain?

You encountered this kind of thing just after you went out. No wonder the people around you are more unlucky than each other. Brother Hao is so strong but he could be killed by you. Are you a destined unlucky star?

He casually pointed at She Longcixue, who looked like the left and right door gods, and said, "Don't you see the two Titled Douluo over there? I can't take you back with them holding you back."

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Tang Xiao's face became more solemn when he saw that the four people were simply unable to fight against them.

Even his strong attack system with concentrated strength could barely suppress these elders, but the opponent, who was obviously relying on elemental power, was able to handle it with ease.

He pushed Tang San aside, summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and transmitted his voice as he walked.

"Xiao San, fifteen miles west of here is a village built by people under the Haotian Sect. These people are righteous and will definitely not attack ordinary people. You hide there. I'm afraid we don't have the ability to take care of you."

"No matter what the outcome of this battle is, don't return to Haotian Sect!"

This kid is simply a doomed man and cannot be kept alive, but as Haodi's heir, he is too embarrassed to do anything, so let him fend for himself.

Tang Xiao must be a man with an active mind, as he has been able to keep the Haotian Sect in seclusion for such a long time.

He understood that this group of guys were probably following Tang San. He said that he had come to the Haotian Sect in Tiandou City out of necessity. It seemed that they were not targeting Tang San at all, but the Haotian Sect.

The curse on him was probably cast deliberately by the Spirit Hall's people, with the purpose of betting that he would come to find them, and that they would help him, so as to eliminate the hidden combat power of the Haotian Sect.

I really want to slap that rebellious Tang Long to death. He clearly made up his mind and didn't take any action. Now, if you stab him, I'm afraid all the senior executives will be implicated. Tang San looked at the back and was stunned.

Why does this situation seem so familiar?

It seemed to be the same when my father was forced to fight against that group of Titled Douluo. Now my uncle and the others also have to fight against someone who is impossible to defeat.

Without giving it much thought, he turned around and ran in the direction Tang Xiao pointed.

Last time, it was because of my hesitation that I had my leg crushed by that suicidal woman.

He won't make the same mistake this time.

After running a few steps, he suddenly remembered that his teacher and servants seemed to be still on their way out.

Tang San's face turned pale, it was over, if they encountered such a battle situation when they left, the Spirit Hall would definitely kill them in order to prevent the information from leaking out.

No, that village is not safe either. How could the evil Spirit Hall let such an important person like me go? They will definitely massacre the entire village.

As he thought about it, the direction of his running shifted and was no longer heading west.

"Master, quickly rescue Old Seven!"

When the second elder saw that he finally made a move, he immediately exerted his strength and dropped another hammer from the sky to hit Qingluan Douluo.

Hearing the sound, Tang Xiao rushed straight towards the fireball, stomped his foot on the ground, and his soul ring lit up. With the added strength, the stone road surface cracked instantly. He roared and swung a hammer with all his might in the opposite direction of the fireball's rotation.

"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!" The energy counteracted the wind force, and the scorching air waves were carried away by the hammer wind.

Seeing Tang Yuran lying on the ground, Tang Xiao couldn't help but feel nervous, but as the other's chest began to rise and fall like a bellows, he began to laugh.

But there was dried blood on all the other party's orifices, and his eyes no longer had any spirit.

He hurried forward and tried to help him up, but the other party kept backing away like a frightened bird, and pointed a flaming hammer directly at him.

"Don't come over! Haotian protect you!"

He held two hammers in his hands and started swinging them on the spot.

Tang Xiao kept shouting, but the other party showed no intention of stopping.

The aftereffects of the vacuum state have already appeared. His body is strong, and even his internal organs can hold on, but his fragile eyes and eardrums cannot withstand the pressure and are injured.

People who are used to observing everything with these tools cannot hide the panic in their hearts for a moment.

After waving for a while, he found that the man had no intention of attacking at all, so he began to carefully release his mental power to sense the other party's soul power fluctuations.

"Master? Why don't you say anything? I can't see anything!"

He ran to Tang Xiao with tears of blood streaming down his face. He threw the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground, grabbed the other's arm and spoke with a trembling voice.

But I didn't hear any sound in my ears.

Tang Xiao smiled bitterly and settled him aside. He didn't care about the Seventh Elder. The other party was unreliable now. The Haotian Formation was completely broken, adding a new pit to the already disadvantageous situation.

When Qingluan saw the man being released, she was very curious about his current condition.

This move was very powerful and difficult to break free from. Basically, those trapped would die. Although he didn't know why those trapped were doomed to die, judging from the deaths of those people in the past, they were all quite tragic.

Lost your eyesight and hearing? Why?
Qingluan shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

"I've had enough of the fun, you old guys from the Haotian Sect." He had a blank expression on his face. Although it was fun to bully the weak, if they were too weak, he would not be in the mood to fight at all.

Tang Xiao shouted angrily: "From now on, I will play with you!"

"Qingluan Douluo, you are the third priest of the Spirit Hall, much stronger than me, how about making a bet?"

(End of this chapter)