Chapter 509 It's reasonable for mages to play with Fang Tian's painting halberds, right?
"Oh? Is that really the case? Then let's give it a try."
Qiao Yu's smile became even brighter. He didn't understand why the system prompted him that Fang Tian Hua Ji had re-locked the target.
Now he understood that it was Tang Wumou who turned off the lights and was still alive.
"Hmph! You don't overestimate your capabilities! Then try it. Only after you try it will you know what true despair is!"
Tang Wumou's sneer grew even louder. He was Qin Xuan's body. How could that bullshit Fang Tian painted halberd be useful to him?
"Then I'll do it. Mine is big, so you have to bear with me."
Qiao Yu kicked the ground hard, creating a big hole in the ground. He jumped up high with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and then slashed down towards Tang Wumou.
Tang Wumou's expression was disdainful at first, then his face changed slightly, an incredible look appeared in his eyes, and the expression on his face also became a little unbelievable.
Then it went from disbelief to unparalleled fear.
Because Tang Wumou suddenly realized that when Fang Tian drew a halberd and slashed it at him, that feeling came back again!
Tang Wumou felt it, it was back, he felt everything was back, it was this feeling of powerlessness and weakness.
It's a pity that there are no cameras underground in the Dihun Ancient House, otherwise the changes in Tang Wumou's expression could be included in Beijing Film Academy's textbooks.
"What kind of weapon do you have? How can it be soul-locked?" Tang Wumou was so frightened that even the dead souls were frightened, and even his voice became very sharp.
Then he suddenly threw the Qin family member in his hand towards Qiao Yu to resist the blow.
What a coincidence, the person thrown by Tang Wumou was none other than the little sword god Qin Hao.
"Qiao Yu, stop! It's me, it's me! We are still alumni of Kyoto University!" Qin Hao screamed in fright.
However, instead of slowing down, Qiao Yu's downward slashing momentum picked up even faster, with a joyful smile on his face.
"Qin Hao, right? Don't worry! I know you must have a heart of selfless dedication for the Qin family. The Qin family will definitely remember your contribution to the Qin family. You can go with peace of mind!"
Qin Hao's face turned pale with fright, and then he directly imitated Teacher Tom, closed his eyes and began to wait for death.
Maybe if you close your eyes, you won't feel the pain. The imagined pain of being split in half didn't appear.
Qin Hao opened his eyes and touched his body, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.
"Alive! I'm still alive and well!"
Qiao Yu also frowned in confusion. He had indeed struck Qin Hao with the Fang Tian Painting Halberd just now.
But Fang Tian's painted halberd passed directly through Qin Hao's body, as if Qin Hao didn't exist.
This weird scene made Qiao Yu miss Qi Jie.
Is it because Tang Wumou only had his soul left, so Fang Tian's painted halberd became a weapon that only attacks the soul?
Qiao Yu didn't think about it deeply. Anyway, just kill Tang Wumou.
The "Recognize Thief as Father" card has been used up, and the only function of Fang Tian's Painted Halberd, a D-level weapon, is to kill Tang Wumou with one hit.
When Tang Wumou saw this, he turned around and ran away without any precaution or hesitation.
The word "fear of death" has long been engraved into Tang Wumou's DNA sequence. Living forever is Tang Wumou's eternal goal.
Apart from living, Tang Wumou could give up on everything else.
"Fuck, want to run?"
Qiao Yu's eyes narrowed.
"Undead replacement!"
A skeleton soldier exchanged places with Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu instantly appeared on Tang Wumou's path.
Tang Wumou suddenly stopped suddenly.
Then he punched the ceiling above his head.
The underground space of the ancient Dihun house was instantly shaken violently by the blast. Countless gravel and smoke fell down, making the visibility of the underground space extremely low.
Then, a passage to the outside world was opened by Tang Wumou, and Tang Wumou rushed upward without hesitation.
Just when Tang Wumou thought he was about to escape, a huge vine fell from the sky and whipped him back.
Looking at the green vines, Qiao Yu suddenly felt a familiar feeling.
At this time, a soft, boneless body quietly pressed against Qiao Yu's back, and then a voice like orchid breathing sounded in his ears.
"Qiao Yu, long time no see, do you miss me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yu felt that his ear was wrapped in a warm and moist place, and a naughty little tongue kept sweeping around his auricle.
Qiao Yu, who was young and innocent, could not bear this. He was so frightened that he jumped up.
"Fuck? Who attacked me?"
Qiao Yu turned her head suddenly and saw Tang Lan's charming smiling face.
"Tang Lan? Why are you still haunted?" Qiao Yu was stunned.
"Have you forgotten our past experiences so quickly? You scumbag!"
Tang Lan glanced at Qiao Yu resentfully, and then pointed at Qiao Yu's chest.
"Your heart contains my original wood species."
"Shut up! You and I have only had the experience of dragging out half of our shit!"
Qiao Yu's head was full of black lines when she thought of this. This woman Tang Lan was so elusive that sooner or later she would scare him into having a heart attack!
"Don't be like this, brother Qiao Yu. Speaking of which, I still want to thank you."
Tang Lan smiled, but the smile was filled with an icy chill.
"If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have known that my good grandpa was still alive."
Tang Lan raised his head and looked directly at Qin Xuan's face.
Although this face is not that of Tang Wumou, it is impossible for Tang Lan to forget the look in those eyes.
This look was so familiar to her. It was the look that only her good grandpa had. Tang Lan was so familiar that she wanted to pluck out these eyes with her own hands.
"It turns out she is my good granddaughter."
Tang Wumou looked at Tang Lan, there was no hint of intimacy in his eyes, he just showed a sly smile.
"Yes, my good grandpa, I'm here to send you to your death. I want to eat." Tang Lan also smiled. Both grandpa and grandson are ruthless people and have very deep Qi-nurturing skills.
"Drink, you have grown up." Tang Wumou smiled.
"Drink, you must." Tang Lan also smiled.
Then the grandfather and grandson took action boldly.
After not seeing each other for a while, Tang Lan's strength was actually promoted to the king level, which made Qiao Yu a little stunned.
It's a pity that Tang Lan is obviously not enough when facing Tang Wumou, the wily and scheming peak of the imperial class, with the strength of the king's class.
Qiao Yu frowned slightly. Just when he was about to take action, Tang Lan stopped him.
"Qiao Yu! Don't come here! This is a family matter of our Tang family, I must kill him with my own hands!"
Tang Lan's pretty face was full of stubbornness. The blood feud among the Tang family had already transformed her. She must use Tang Wumou's head to comfort the spirits of the entire Tang family.
"Sacrifice the God of Wood with my blood!"
Tang Lan let out a sharp shout, and the green vines instantly turned into blood red, like crystal clear amber.
Then, the power and speed of the vines increased to a higher level, chasing after Tang Wumou and stabbing him.
"Okay...then I promise not to interfere in your fight."
Qiao Yu agreed, and then he picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd, gesticulating on the side, making hahahaha sounds from time to time, and looking at Tang Wumou with murderous eyes from time to time.
Tang Wumou, who was watching this behavior, frowned repeatedly. You must know that the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Qiao Yu's hand could kill him with one blow.
In addition to dealing with the rampaging Tang Lan, he also had to devote half of his energy in case Qiao Yu suddenly attacked him.
As time went by, Tang Wumou was actually at a disadvantage in the battle with Tang Lan!
"Boy, that's enough! I've tolerated you for a long time!"
In this tense state, Tang Wumou could no longer hold back any longer and shouted directly at Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu frowned slightly when he saw this, and asked with some confusion.
"What's wrong with me? I didn't interrupt the duel between you and my grandson. You two are beating yourselves. Why do you care about me?"
"You still call this? Then why are you gesturing there with Fang Tian's painted halberd?" Tang Wumou scolded angrily.
Qiao Yu was not happy when he heard this and immediately retorted.
"As everyone knows, I, Qiao Yu, am a necromancer. As a necromancer, and I like Lu Bu very much, it makes sense to practice Fang Tian Hua Ji to strengthen my body in my spare time, right?"