Awakens a martial spirit every ten levels

Chapter 173 A Bunch of Waste, What Can You Compare With Me?

"Wait a little longer. Han Ming is on his way back. I know you are unwilling, but this person is really not something we can handle now."

Lin Wanwan looked at the disbelief of the crowd.Added: "This person should be a Titled Douluo, and Wuhun is the Clear Sky Hammer"

"Hammer of the Clear Sky"

Everyone was stunned.

"I have already contacted the players who are not in the union. I want them to communicate with the Heaven Dou Palace. I believe there will always be a way."

Lin Wanwan spoke out her plan in an orderly manner.

just.

What she didn't say was that the players who entered the Heaven Dou Palace fell into the sea like mud cows, and there was no news of them.

.

"I said, do you still want to fight? What time is it? My girlfriend called me to eat."

"Wake up, when did you have a girlfriend?"

"Wake up, when will you be able to afford food?"

"However, the Great Dark Sky will not really stop coming."

"It's very possible. From my point of view, the old boy blocking the door must be at least level 80."

"In my opinion, he is so strong that there are ninety levels."

"You're thinking about farts. I really think that the [-]th grade is a bad street. Only a few people are known now."

Many players talked about it.

Now more than an hour has passed, the sun has risen high, but there is still no one in the dark sky.

"Boy, your method doesn't seem to work." The seventh elder glanced coldly at Yue Yin.Dissatisfied.

He is a dignified Titled Douluo.

But it stood there like a pillar.

Feeling offended again.

"Well, maybe, it should be here soon." Yue Yin Jinglong was a little uncertain.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
suddenly.

He just lost his mind.

It felt like a gust of wind was blowing by my ears.

"Yo, Seventh Elder, long time no see."

A hundred meters away, Han Ming smiled calmly at the Seventh Elder.

"It's better not to see, because seeing is the time of your death." The Seventh Elder snorted coldly.

It can be said that he now hates Han Ming to the bone.

He deceived so many people in Haotianzong.

Especially the elders who pride themselves on being wise have become really wise now.

It was too slapped.

however.

Han Ming didn't even look at him.

Put your eyes on Yueyin startled the dragon.

"You are really capable of killing yourself. It's a matter here, and I will definitely go to the Yueyin trade union resident to drop by."

During the soul master competition before, Han Ming didn't plan to argue with Yueyin any more.

After living a new life, my horizons have been broadened a lot.

He really doesn't like the chance of breaking people's heads in the previous life.

If you are deceived, you will be deceived.

It's long experience.

Besides, Yueyin didn't get any benefits in his own hands in this life.

but.

He didn't expect that Yueyin's heart would never die.

At first glance, it is to get rid of himself and the wings of the sky, and then hurry up.

But after thinking about it, Han Ming understood.

Also.

Yueyin is determined to become the largest guild.

Now being crushed by myself.

It must be very unpleasant.

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense."

The Seventh Elder's killing intent was clear. "I won't kill you, but I promise you will feel that life is worse than death."

He said so.

The killing intent in the eyes turned into substance.

A soul ring appeared on his body.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black. Nine soul rings, this is Title Douluo."

"This is terrifying, Title Douluo will end in person."

"Wow, look at that sledgehammer, is he the Clear Sky Hammer?"

"How can I deal with it? I can't think of any way other than lying dead."

"It's over. Didn't it mean that the Sky-Sweeping Wings have become a legion of the empire? There should be official support."

"Who knows, I have a friend who said that there are dark waves surging in the Heaven Dou."

.

Han Ming raised his brows, the sand sculpture player's words contained some information.

He thought of a possibility.

That is, Qian Renxue might really be facing some unimaginable crisis, otherwise she wouldn't sit idly by.

"Martial soul clone."

The Seventh Elder was extremely angry.

To make a move is to activate the martial soul avatar.

This is an extremely rare skill.

And the soul ring of the Seventh Elder is the best.

Therefore, his martial soul avatar is almost no different from the main body.

Facing the two Clear Sky Hammers, even Han Ming was slightly taken aback.

It has to be said that the Seventh Elder titled Lieyang Douluo is extremely powerful.

"Little thief, you should never hit Haotianzong with evil thoughts, you will pay the price for it." The Seventh Elder snorted coldly.

"Are you people from the Haotian School really mentally handicapped?"

"If I master the Spirit Hall, wouldn't it be better than beheading some shit titled Douluo?"

"Think about it, the combination of Wuhundian and Haotianzong is the real number one sect in the world."

Han Ming said lightly.He did think so.

"Let's talk about talent. How can that trash Tang San compare with me?"

"Stop talking nonsense again!" The Seventh Elder's face was frosty.

Every time this matter is mentioned, his heart aches.

Done.

He attacked with a Clear Sky Hammer in each hand in a pincer attack.

If that posture is hit.

I'm afraid it will turn into meat paste in minutes.

But after seeing Han Ming's soul ring, his movements suddenly stopped.

because.

Han Ming stepped forward.

Five soul rings emerged.

Black black black black red.

"10 years!"

"The fifth ring is actually 10 years old!"

The Seventh Elder's eyes were as shocked as copper bells.

This kid is so talented.

Simply inhuman.

"Maybe this matter can be eased, and you follow me back to the Clear Sky School." The Seventh Elder thought of something.

"Hao Tianzong, admit your mistake. I think you want to eat ass. Why am I wrong?" Han Ming smiled coldly.

The ashes of Tang Hao's trash were thrown away.

Back to Haotianzong?

If it doesn't exist, let's say that idiot things should be done less, or you will become a real idiot.

"You, arrogant." Lieyang Douluo snorted coldly.

Put away the idea of ​​accepting him as a Zongmen thug.

He still decided to kill this kid.

otherwise.

It won't be long before I will be pissed off.

"Boss Hei Tian is really a man, if he is not cowardly, he is tough."

"Study is useless, study is useless, and a person must have backbone."

"But I really want to find out what, Da Diao Hetian and this titled Douluo boss are actually members of the Clear Sky School?"

"This is completely incomparable. When I tried my best to join the small sect, the big brother had already become the successor of the Haotian School, the successor of the Wuhun Palace, and won the friendship of the Tiandou imperial family. Such a polygonal warrior , I'm sour."

In the dialogue between the players who were getting more and more erratic, they actually felt a little envious of Han Ming.

of course.

If you don't have to be hammered by Titled Douluo, then you are really Cha Lemon.

"Kill." The Seventh Elder launched an attack.

The two gigantic Clear Sky Hammers were swung round by him, making whining noises.

soon.

He turned into a black whirlwind.

I can no longer see his figure clearly.

"Frozen."

"Twist."

"slow down."

"Bound."

Facing the Haotian Hammer, which is also an attacking Xeon, Han Ming has no choice for a head-on confrontation for the time being.

If the opponent is a soul master like control, he can try it.

It's like a giant octopus in the capital of killing.

With the help of Rakshasa's divine power, he was completely abused by himself.

Now there is no soul to reproduce this abnormal skill.

Han Ming didn't plan to be tough first.

And under the shackles of the three major domains, it doesn't matter how fiercely the Seventh Elder wields the hammer.

I couldn't touch Han Ming's clothes at all.

10 minute later.

"Little thief, are you such a cowardly rat?" the Seventh Elder yelled angrily.

His hammer is more than eighty?
After swinging continuously for ten minutes, he now feels that his arm is not his own.

Look at that kid in the dark sky again.

Leisurely leisurely.

Wait a minute, what is that?
Grape?

That's right, with a smile on his lips, Han Ming was flying the Seventh Elder's kite.

He leisurely ate a bunch of grapes in his hand.

And it's still ice cold.

(End of this chapter)