Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

"That's right, little mouse."

"I'm very sorry to tell you that I had a little misunderstanding with your son Tang San."

"However, since you have already sacrificed your life for me, it is necessary for me to think about you."

"I want to repair the relationship between me and Tang San."

"After all, we are all classmates, and there is no overnight hatred."

"Just now I have asked my classmates to invite Tang San over to let him watch our competition."

"I hope to use this to gradually resolve my misunderstanding with Tang San, and shake hands again."

Tang Hao's beard twitched. Although he didn't say anything, he was still a little moved in his heart.

To be honest, in his heart, he was very against why Congliang sold his life. First, he felt that selling to He Congliang was like seeking skin from a tiger, and he would be swallowed up to the point of being swallowed up by accident.

Secondly, He Congliang often bullied his son Tang San.

Especially the second point made him feel very uncomfortable.

Now He Congliang actually offered to repair his relationship with Tang San.

This was something Tang Hao never thought of.

"Hmm..." He was not good at words, so he hummed softly, representing his inner joy.

"Since you're okay, let's get started!"

As he spoke, a kitchen knife suddenly appeared in the palm of He Congliang's right hand.The kitchen knife looked flimsy, only the size of two palms, and the knife was still stained with rust, as if it would break if cut.

"This is your martial soul?" Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, with his cultivation, he could see through it at a glance, this kitchen knife was the most common weapon martial soul, even the unrefined one.

It's just that he is a little strange, why is there rust on Wuhun!

How does an ordinary spirit carry a ten thousand year spirit ring?

"Exactly."

"I call it a kitchen knife, the kitchen knife a chef uses to cut vegetables."

He Congliang saw Tang Hao nod his head lightly, his gaze changed in an instant, became as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, and an aura of Xiao Xiao radiated impressively.

"Be careful, my knife is a little fast."

Tang Hao had his hands behind his back, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes. He is a titled Douluo, even if he can only use the soul power of a soul master, he can easily beat a soul master.

"Drink" He Congliang raised the kitchen knife high.

When the kitchen knife rose to the highest point, it fell down again, 59 knives per second.

A white light flashed.

The kitchen knife left fifty-nine afterimages in the air, and the blade cut Tang Hao's neck at a strange angle like the King of Hades demanding his life.

Originally, Tang Hao was a little unconcerned.

But when He Congliang raised his sword, his expression changed, and he became a little dignified.

When the kitchen knife approached quickly, he suddenly put the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang doube fifty-nine combos.

"how is this possible?"

Tang Hao's face changed drastically, and under the pressure of the huge force, he couldn't stop taking a step back.

He looked down, only to see that the Clear Sky Hammer was constantly trembling.

What kind of martial soul is this?

Tang Hao was silent, even if it was a martial soul of the same level as the Clear Sky Hammer, it was impossible for the Clear Sky Hammer to vibrate.

There is only one possibility that can make the Clear Sky Hammer vibrate, and that is the chopper martial soul is of higher quality than the Clear Sky Hammer.

"How is this possible?" Tang Hao murmured.

He had no doubt that if he was just an ordinary soul master, he would definitely be hacked to death.

Before Tang Hao recovered from the shock, He Congliang's voice came again.

"Little mouse, be careful."

"Just now I just used five levels of skill."

"Now I'm going to be serious." He Congliang said quietly.

Chapter 46 A Man's Best Enemy

"Five levels of skill?"

Tang Hao's beard flicked, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

What kind of monster is this?

The knife just now was already very strong, but it was only five levels of skill?

"Come again." He Congliang roared.