"Sect Master Tang, is it your turn next?"

Under the sun, Qin Jian's body seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance.

He stood in mid-air, a lightsaber floating quietly at his feet, reminding everyone that the young man who had just defeated five Titled Douluo was not yet a Titled Douluo!

"Your Majesty the Pope, I am beginning to feel happy now..." Ju Douluo suddenly said.

Bibi Dong kept his eyes straight: "What are you glad about?"

Ju Douluo looked up at Qin Jian's back and sighed: "I'm glad the Pope didn't succeed."

Bibi Dong: "..."

"It would be a good idea to change the method of success." She said calmly.

"Does Auntie Pope mean to steal someone else's fiancé?"

Ning Rongrong's voice came over calmly.

"No, I think it should be the man who robbed the juniors." Zhu Zhuqing made up for it.

Bibi Dong was stabbed through the heart.

This group of little ones... are so difficult to lead!

fall!

"The chief referee is really... a formidable person..."

Carrying the hopes of all his disciples, Tang Xiao slowly rose into the sky and stood opposite Qin Jian.

His expression was very complicated.

The birth ceremony of the Haotian Sect, which was originally full of ambitions, turned out like this, which was beyond his expectation.

All six Titled Douluo-level elders were provoked, and even a dozen or five were beaten, which directly reduced the aura of the Haotian Sect's birth.

Although his original plan was to gain the upper hand by stepping on Wuhun Palace, what he expected was to have a close fight with the titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace. In the end, even if he suffered a small loss, even if he lost overall, he still established Haotian's reputation.

The prestige of the sect.

It is definitely not like now that a young man in his 80s will overthrow them all!

Is this the birth ceremony of the Haotian Sect, or the battle for Qin Jian to become famous?!

"If the Haotian Sect wants to step on the Wuhun Palace and get to the top, they must be prepared to be stepped back."

Qin Jian held the dragon gun with sharp eyes: "This battle is to tell everyone and all the forces that even if the Wuhun Palace is divided, even if the Pope is injured, as long as I am here, no force will be allowed to step on it!"

Tang Xiao remained silent.

"He has become the pillar of Wuhun Palace."

Bibi Dong looked up at Qin Jian's back, her eyes as gentle as water.

"He was a pillar of strength for all of us."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were looking at his back with reassuring expressions.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were also looking at Qin Jian's back, their expressions... forget it, no matter what their expressions were...

"Buzz!"

The shadow of the hammer flashed in the air, and a huge Haotian Hammer appeared in Tang Xiao's hand.

Nine soul rings appeared on his body one by one, with a solemn expression: "Chief Referee, you are the most talented young man I have ever seen, so I have the audacity to bully the young."

"Don't feel embarrassed..."

Qin Jian smiled nonchalantly and pointed his dragon spear downward: "I just beat up five people older than you."

And it really depends on age...

Well, who is older and who is younger, who is bullying whom?

Tang Xiao: "..."

Level 97 Tang Xiao is not comparable to others.

Titled Douluo above level 95 almost double their strength every time they advance one level, so Tang Xiao, who is level 97, can also fight one against five, and is not afraid at all when facing Qin Jian.

Compared to those elders, Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer danced more nimbly.

"Huhuhu..."

Like a windmill, it combines strength and flexibility with flexibility, showing the strong strength that a sect leader should have.

"boom!"

Qin Jian was unaware for a moment and was deceived by Tang Xiao's fake move. After teleporting, he was faced with a blasting hammer.

"drink!"

His body drew a long arc in the clouds, Tang Xiao jumped into the air, the Clear Sky Hammer rose in the wind, and hit Qin Jian hard like a hill.

"Whoosh!"

Qin Jian teleported in time to avoid it, but the sledgehammer followed him like a shadow and hit him again.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"Boom boom boom!"

In the sky, Qin Jian's figure turned into afterimages, and the Clear Sky Hammer followed closely behind him every time as if it had a clone.

"The power of this hammer is getting stronger and stronger, and the strong wind is actually blowing up the sky..."

After several rounds of avoidance, Qin Jian suddenly realized: "Every hammer is hitting the air, what kind of cool operation is this... Oh... holy shit! The cloak is messed up!"

It has to be said that Tang Xiao is very cunning.

He didn't expect a quick victory at all, so he was superimposing the random cloak hammer technique from the beginning. He didn't need to hit Qin Jian, but he had to connect with every hammer!

"call out!"

Qin Jian suddenly teleported and then retreated with a burst of fire.

Sure enough, when he looked back, he saw that Tang Xiao had not chased him at all. He was still hammering left and right, which looked a bit funny.

"Boom boom boom..."

But the violent wind and clouds showed that the power of his hammer was getting stronger and stronger, and there were already hurricanes on the ground, with flying sand and rocks constantly.

Many low-level soul masters were staggering around and found it difficult to stand firm.

"There is only one way to break the chaos of the cloak, to interrupt it forcefully!"

The first three soul rings, the Fusion Ring!

Soul bone set skills, fourth soul skill, seventh soul skill, fusion!

"Buzz buzz..."

Qin Jian's scarlet seventh soul ring suddenly shone, dyeing half of the sky red, and endless lightsabers appeared in the sky, pointing in the direction of Tang Xiao.

"Netherworld Endless Penetration Version, Thousands of Swords Firing Together!"

Boo hoo hoo…

As Qin Jian's spear pointed directly, the lightsaber group in the sky shot towards Tang Xiao like an ocean.

"boom!"

The Clear Sky Hammer struck head-on without hesitation, smashing the first wave of lightsabers away, then rebounded back, and continued to attack with the next hammer, blowing up another batch of lightsabers.

"Boom boom boom..."

In this repetitive cycle, not only did the lightsaber fail to fall on Tang Xiao, but the power superimposed on his Clear Sky Hammer continued to increase.

On the ground, the disciples of Haotian Sect were beaming with joy.

Of course they understood what the random cloak hammer technique meant. If 81 hammers could be stacked, even a level 99 Ultimate Douluo would be seriously injured if Tang Xiao's blow was received head-on.

However, they soon discovered something was wrong, because Tang Xiao had smashed many lightsabers, but the flow of lightsabers was still flowing.

What made Tang Xiao most uncomfortable was that after the lightsaber that originally came from the front was knocked back, it was shot from another direction, as if it would not stop until it shot him through.

"Thousands of swords fired together, superimposed on the endless penetration of the netherworld, consumed most of my soul power. Naturally, it will not be broken up so easily..."

Qin Jian looked at Tang Xiao in front of him who was struggling to parry, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Every lightsaber is fighting to the death, and the speed is getting faster and faster. How can you stop it?"

"Puff puff…"

Within a moment, Tang Xiao began to focus on his head instead of his hips, and his body was constantly penetrated by the lightsaber.

"ah!--"

"Haotian body protection!"

The injuries on his body became more and more serious, and Tang Xiao had no choice but to give up the superposition of random cloaks and instead used soul skills to protect his body.

"laugh!"
Chapter completed!