Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Chapter 128: The reborn Orange Liuxiang!

His body streaked across the sky like a meteor, knocking down countless large trees in succession.

Under this impact, the trees broke like fragile straws.

For a moment, wood chips flew everywhere and dust filled the sky. Cheng Liuxiang's figure was looming in the smoke and dust, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Do not!!!"

Pineapple Blowing Snow let out a desperate cry, his voice full of pain and anger. His eyes instantly turned red, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

At this moment, regardless of his own fatigue and pain, he used up his last bit of strength to control Pineapple War Treasure to rush towards Tang Hao. Even though he knew it was like a moth flying into a flame, he would never allow Tang Hao to hurt his brother again.

Tang Hao's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes wide open, and he cursed in the direction where Cheng Liuxiang disappeared:
"How dare that ant ruin my good deeds!"

After saying this, he took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and the soul power in his body surged wildly like raging black waves.

At this moment, Tang Hao was really angry and could no longer care about anything else. He decided to kill Pineapple Blowing Snow here even if it meant sacrificing his essence.

The blood-red halo on his body, which symbolized his hundred thousand year soul ring, suddenly lit up. The light was dazzling and strange, dyeing the surrounding space with a layer of blood.

As the blood-red soul ring shone brightly, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand suddenly grew larger as if pulled by some mysterious force.

The hammer head, which was originally like a small hill, now became like a small mountain. Runes flickered on the surface, exuding an ancient yet terrifying aura.

On the hammer head, the soul power was burning like a real black flame, constantly making "crackling" sounds, as if venting the will of destruction.

Tang Hao was full of vigor and vitality, like a god of death from ancient times.

He raised the huge Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, aimed it at the madly rushing Pineapple Blowing Snow, his eyes full of murderous intent, and roared:
"Pineapple Blowing Snow, prepare to die! This ninth soul skill is your death warrant!"

After saying this, he poured all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer without reservation, preparing to launch this attack that could destroy the world.

"No way, am I, Pineapple Blowing Snow, going to perish here with all my wisdom and talent..."

Pineapple Blowing Snow was filled with despair, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

His body was unable to move due to serious injuries, and Pineapple Zhanbao was almost paralyzed. What's more, he was locked in by the terrifying aura of Tang Hao's 100,000-year soul skill, as if he would be crushed into powder in the next second.

"Die."

Tang Hao, on the other hand, had a smug look on his face as he looked at Pineapple Blowing Snow, who was like a trapped beast, as if he had already seen the other party's tragic death.

He continued to concentrate his ninth soul skill that could destroy the world. The light on the Clear Sky Hammer became more and more dazzling, and the surrounding space was distorted because it could not withstand this force.

Just as Tang Hao was immersed in the joy of impending victory, an excited voice suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield:

"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, the warrior leaves and comes back again!"

The voice was firm and powerful, as if carrying endless ambition and passion.

Tang Hao and Pineapple Blowing Snow were attracted by the sound almost at the same time, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from. They saw a figure standing on a big tree.

The man had orange hair, and it was none other than Cheng Liuxiang, who had just been knocked away by his hammer and whose life or death was in danger!
He stood tall and straight, with a look of determination and fearlessness in his eyes, completely different from his previous disheveled appearance.

At this moment, he was like a star of hope that suddenly lit up, bringing a ray of hope to this hopeless battlefield. When Pineapple Blowing Snow saw Cheng Liuxiang standing alive on the tree, his face, which had been as hopeless as death, suddenly became ecstatic. His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and he murmured:
"Orange Liuxiang, you... you're still alive!"

At this moment, in his eyes, Cheng Liuxiang was like a bright light that suddenly lit up in the darkness, rekindling the hope in his heart.

Moreover, Pineapple Blowing Snow keenly noticed that the Orange Fragrance seemed a little different.

Although he couldn't tell exactly what had changed, he could feel that Cheng Liuxiang was emanating a different aura, an unprecedented firmness and confidence, as if he had been reborn.

"You are such a ghost boy, you are lucky enough to survive. I will let you die again."

However, Tang Hao just snorted with disdain. In his opinion, Cheng Liuxiang was just playing tricks.

What kind of waves can an ant that was just knocked away by your hammer cause?
His face was full of indifference as he continued to concentrate all his strength on the ninth soul skill of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The blood-red soul ring glowed increasingly brighter, and the surrounding air was oppressed to the point of whistling sharply, as if wailing for the impending destruction.

"Humph, it's just a dying struggle."

While Tang Hao was concentrating his soul skills, he looked at Cheng Liuxiang mockingly.
"No matter what tricks you play, you will die today!"

After saying that, he injected more soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer, preparing to deal a fatal blow to Pineapple Blowing Snow and Orange Liuxiang, and completely end the battle.

At this moment, Cheng Liuxiang was in a truly miraculous state. He was emitting a faint glow, which was not strong, but like the light before dawn, revealing a different kind of hope.

However, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands were stained red with blood. It was obvious that he had been knocked away by Tang Hao's hammer and suffered extremely serious injuries.

Despite this, Cheng Liuxiang's eyes were bright, as if burning with a flame, with a determination and resolve to face death head-on.

He held the Holy Sword tightly in his hand. The sword was stained with blood, as if it had been given new life and was emitting a dazzling light.

The light grew stronger and stronger, as if it was competing with Tang Hao's terrifying 100,000-year soul skill.

The light from the Holy Sword was like a sharp blade, tearing apart the surrounding darkness bit by bit.

Cheng Liuxiang had never felt so refreshed before. Recalling the moment when Tang Hao's earth-shattering hammer came at him, he had no power to dodge it and subconsciously raised the Holy Sword to block it.

At that moment, a terrifying force surged like a raging tide. He felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered. A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, splashing directly onto the Holy Sword.

At the moment the blood touched the sword, something strange happened.

The Holy Sword seemed to have activated some mysterious power and began to vibrate violently. A warm and powerful force flowed back along the sword and poured into Cheng Liuxiang's body.

This power quickly traveled through his limbs and bones, repairing his broken meridians and nourishing his damaged internal organs.

Cheng Liuxiang, who was originally seriously injured and on the verge of death, gradually recovered some vitality under the influence of this power.

Not only that, his perception became increasingly sharp, and his control over soul power reached a whole new level, as if he had established a closer connection with the soul power between heaven and earth.

"I roughly understand the principle of the Holy Sword's awakening..."

At this moment, he was standing on a big tree, feeling the surging power in his body, his heart filled with surprise and determination.

(End of this chapter)