Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

He was very excited because he heard the system's lovely beep.

Master Ding competed with the Titled Douluo, and made a slight breakthrough in the sword technique, which is still 99% away from the super god of the sword technique.

Still short of 99? ? ?

Is this one percent complete?

Then if I chop a little mouse a hundred knives, wouldn't that mean my sword skills are superb?

Although He Congliang knew that task three was definitely not that simple, he still couldn't hold back his inner excitement.

"come again"

"kill"

With a roar, He Congliang suddenly raised the kitchen knife with his right hand.

The kitchen knife paused in the air, slowly accumulating power, and when the anger was full, the kitchen knife slashed down.

The kitchen knife is still the same kitchen knife just now, but the speed is not known how many times faster.

Lightning flashed across the air, and the kitchen knife arrived in front of Tang Hao in an instant.

The speed is so fast that it is even invisible to the naked eye.

Just as Tang Hao set up the Haotian Hammer, the kitchen knife's attack came impressively.

"clang clang clang clang"

There were bursts of piercing metal clashing sounds.

Where the kitchen knife and the Clear Sky Hammer came into contact, bursts of shining sparks continuously shot out.

It looks quite scary.

When the sound of metal clashing sounded, Tang Hao suddenly felt a force that was several times stronger than before, shocking his mouth with pain.

His right hand trembled uncontrollably.

"This is impossible" Tang Hao murmured lightly, disregarding He Congliang's order, and raised his soul power to the level of a great soul master.

Only then did he narrowly block the opponent's attack.

at the same time.

Xiao Wu sat on a stone bench in the distance, a pair of little feet dangled from the bench.

Those big eyes looked at He Congliang flickeringly.

"One, two, three, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine." She counted silently according to the sounds in her ears.

"Ninety-nine knives per second."

"This hand is fast."

"As expected of my husband."

"This knife technique is simply superb."

"However, my husband's kitchen knife hasn't transformed yet. If the kitchen knife transforms later, I'm afraid Haotian Douluo will suffer a lot."

Xiao Wu smiled with a bell at the corner of her mouth, unconsciously put her thumb in her mouth and gnawed it, her eyes were full of admiration.

At this time.

Tang San was also fooled by that passer-by classmate.

"My father is really behind the school building? Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

The passer-by classmate smiled slightly, raised three fingers, and assured Tang San: "I saw your father behind the teaching building with my own eyes."

"You can see it for yourself."

"If I lie to you, it's a puppy."

"Then let's go!" Tang San faintly felt that this matter was not that simple, while he walked slowly, he silently opened the hidden weapon safety in his sleeve.

Tang San followed the passer-by classmate and turned a few turns, passed through the teaching building, and finally came to the open space behind the teaching building.

He saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, and a figure that made him hate to the bone.

The figure that made him hate to the bone was undoubtedly He Congliang.

Another familiar figure wearing a bamboo hat was undoubtedly his father.Although his father was wearing a bamboo hat and night clothes, Tang San still recognized him at a glance.

Why did the father fight He Congliang?

Could it be that my father wanted to avenge me?

Tang San's heart was filled with joy, but he didn't call his father aloud, lest his father be distracted.

During the battle, don't be disturbed by anyone, because any distraction can be fatal.

"What kind of soul skill is this?" Tang Hao asked in a voiceless voice.

He Congliang smiled lightly: "Soul skills?"

"Do not."