Yan is not a member of the Haotian Sect, and naturally he will not be used to old guys like the Seventh Elder of Haotian who actively provoke and seek death. With a cold voice, the sky fire will fall again and will destroy all the disciples of the Haotian Sect.
"Little beast."
The Seventh Elder of Haotian roared and exploded with all his strength. He was in mid-air, and his Haotian Hammer had already flown out. Nine soul rings were shattered at the same time, and his whole body expanded rapidly as if it was about to explode.
However, as his body rapidly expanded, the energy on the Haotian Hammer also reached an unprecedented level, and Haotian's body reached a height of one hundred feet in an instant.
"Boom~~~"
The giant flame palm fell down, and the rolling flames collided with the seven elders of Haotian who were about to explode in mid-air. In an instant, Haotian's body, which had skyrocketed by hundreds of feet, was directly blasted to pieces, and countless light rains scattered in the air.
"Seventh Elder."
A roar of grief and anger came from the ruins swept by the strong wind. Tang Xiao, who almost fell down again, managed to climb out of the pit and saw the seventh elder dead in front of him.
And that giant flaming palm continued to fall after being blocked for a moment, and he was filled with grief and anger. Seeing that hundreds of disciples of the Haotian Sect were about to die, but now he could barely even stand and couldn't stop it at all.
Not all of this.
"Lao Qi, Lao Qi!"
"The bastard from Wuhun Palace, fight him."
"Lao Qi, Fifth Brother is here to see you."
"Second brother, I'll take the first step."
The seventh elder of Haotian died on the spot. Of course, the saddest thing was the other four elders who were his contemporaries and had been brothers for nearly a hundred years. Seeing the giant flaming palm still falling, the remaining few also made their decisions.
With a loud roar, another gray-haired figure rushed into the sky to fight with Yan for his life, but after all, he did not have the ability to rush in front of Yan. Just the flames rolling around the periphery of the giant flame palm made him
Almost turned into a ball of coke.
The old man who had dedicated his whole life to the Haotian Sect had already made the decision to sacrifice. After his body stagnated in mid-air, he punched his chest with both fists. His whole body swelled up instantly, and his skin completely turned blood red, and his skin quickly became red.
Being stretched to bursting.
"Boom~~~"
Amidst the loud noise, his whole body exploded. A huge blood mist exploded in the air, but before it could spread, it was quickly extinguished by the scorching flames. However, correspondingly, the flames in the sky were also extinguished.
Part of it fell off.
"Sect Master, take care."
"Second brother, I'm going first."
This first-generation disciple of the Haotian Sect sacrificed himself to stop Yan's killing move, but the result was still despair. His sacrifice was not enough, but it allowed the remaining Haotian elders to make a decision.
"Boom! Boom!"
As the two accelerated into the sky, the two masses of blood mist dispersed the large flames almost in no particular order. This scene made countless Haotianmen burst into tears. Tang Xiao sobbed and kept shaking his head, but the giant flaming palm in the sky still remained.
It has not completely dissipated.
"Lao Qi has always wanted to practice the Great Sumeru Hammer, so why don't I do the same?"
The last elder of the Haotian Sect, an old man with long eyebrows, good eyes, and white beard and hair looked at Tang Xiao kindly, and raised his Haotian Hammer while speaking.
As he spoke, his nine soul rings exploded one after another. Along with the rapidly increasing fluctuations in soul power, a flush appeared on his face.
"Sect Master, please take the Haotian Sect and go down."
The second elder of the Haotian Sect gave his final confession to Tang Xiao, and then became extremely fierce and crazy, "Hahahaha, it has been a dream for more than a hundred years. After waking up, there is nothing. Six brothers
, the second child is here.”
A ball of black light bloomed with unprecedented light at the last moment of life. This was the last cry of a generation of disciples of the Haotian Sect, and it also represented the end of an era.
Whether it was the second elder who sacrificed his life last or the seventh elder who sought death first, they were all direct disciples of Tang Chen. However, none of their generation could inherit the Great Sumeru Hammer.
The Haotian Sect's most powerful skill, the Sumeru Hammer, can only be inherited by those who have mastered it. Under the ancestor Tang Chen, only the second generation Tang Hao has mastered it. All the disciples and elders of the first generation include Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.
None of the fathers succeeded.
This can be regarded as the knot of their older generation. The reason why Tang Xiao's father was in poor health was because he once practiced the Great Sumeru Hammer and suffered backlash. So when he heard that Tang Hao was rebellious and caused great trouble, he was almost angry to death.
.
Tang Xiao watched helplessly as the two elders took off into the air, blasted away the remaining energy of the flame giant palm with one hammer, broke through the fire curtain and came to Yan, but the last hammer could not be wielded no matter what.
"No……"
He watched his second uncle stop in mid-air, his body quickly covered with spider-like cracks, and then completely shattered like porcelain, the fragments scattered in the sky, and finally the Haotian Hammer that could not be swung turned into a point of light and disappeared.
In place.
"Second Elder, ah ah ah..."
Tang Xiao watched helplessly as his fifth brother and uncle died in front of his eyes. He stumbled and fell to his knees on the ground. He clenched his fists and hammered the ground with the little strength he could muster. Two lines of blood and tears slipped between his tightly closed eyelids.
"The old guys are unwilling to compromise, and everything is just their own destruction."
Hundreds of disciples of Haotian Sect looked at the sacrificed five elders, and they were all extremely sad and angry. However, at this time, Yan in the sky was still saying sarcastic words, "It's just that you don't accept the old age, but you have to lead a group of people to death."
, I simply don’t know what to say..."
"Ah ah... the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, take your life..."
Tang Xiao went completely crazy. The sight of five elders dying in front of his eyes really stimulated him. He opened his eyes and wiped away the blood and tears. The Clear Sky Hammer Spirit was summoned again, but this time the war hammer the size of a water tank was summoned.
It was covered with cracks, as if it was about to explode at any moment.
In the confrontation with Yan just now, Tang Xiao was completely defeated. Not only was he knocked out of the mortal world, but his martial spirit was also destroyed.
Although it is said that a soul master with a weapon soul can still recover even if his martial soul is destroyed, it also depends on the recovery situation and the length of time.
Similar to Tang Xiao, who had just been beaten up not long ago, it would be considered good if he could barely raise his strength. If he regrouped his martial soul and prepared to take action, even if he didn't do it at the time, there would most likely be some hidden injuries or something.
"ridiculous……"
Faced with such a shrew-like Tang Xiao, Yan just slapped him casually, and the strong wind of the palm directly knocked this guy away.
"metropolitan!"
"Sect master, be careful."
A group of disciples of the Haotian Sect survived the disaster and had just managed to save a small life thanks to the sacrifice of five elders. At this time, seeing Tang Xiao in such miserable condition, they were concerned and quickly used their soul power to take action to save him.
Although Yan was just a casual blow, it was relative to the level of Titled Douluo. Apart from Tang Xiao, among the second, third, and fourth generation disciples of the Haotian Sect, who else could reach this level and force their way into the strong wind?
Helping Tang Xiao would be a waste of time.
Yan just took a second look, and the strong wind knocked them all over and fell to the ground, as if they had eyes. Each of them had blood on their mouths and was seriously injured.
Tang Xiao was the most miserable one. He was lying on his back on the ground with blood stains on his face and body. His appearance made Tang Yuehua from the outside feel full of pain, but he could only cover his mouth and stay away.
Watch.
"Kill me, you kill me..."
Tang Xiao fell to the ground, almost having a mental breakdown. Today's events had a huge impact on him. The news of the death of his younger brother, nephew, and even his grandfather, and his five uncles died in front of his eyes.
After experiencing this chaotic battle, the Haotian Sect fell from the peak just now to the bottom. He actually regretted it in his heart, and now his heart was filled with despair.
Yan glanced at the outside of the field in the distance and responded coldly: "Oh! Do you want me to kill everyone in your Haotian Sect, including your sister?"
"Don't even think about touching Yuehua..."
As soon as Tang Xiao heard him mention his sister, he instantly became more energetic. He tensed his arms and used strength to straighten his back, glaring angrily at Yan who was not far away.
"Tang Xiao, it's really ridiculous for you to issue such a warning now."
Yan just smiled calmly in the face of Tang Xiao's threat. After looking around for a week, he spoke again: "Have you forgotten what the white-browed old man said just now? You must keep the Haotian Sect no matter what.
But look at what you are like now, why do you do this? If you really want to save Haotian Sect, you should surrender to me now and submit to Wuhun Palace.
My Spirit Hall has always been generous. In fact, as long as you, Haotian Sect, bow your heads obediently and don't stab the knives openly or secretly, why should I kill them all? Hmm..."
"What you said is true..."
Tang Xiao's voice became hoarse, and he was extremely conflicted. For the sake of the Haotian Sect's chance of survival, he finally had the idea of bowing his head.
"Sect Master, no."
"Sect Master, you cannot bow to the Spirit Hall."
"Sect Master, we are not afraid of death, but we cannot lose like this."
"That's right, the worst case scenario is death."
"Sect Master! Sect Master!"
…
The disciples of the Haotian Sect had quite a strong sense of self-esteem. They were all shouting and telling Tang Xiao not to bow his head.
"Tang Xiao, you are still so indecisive. With trash like you, the Haotian Sect has been wiped out eight hundred times."
Yan looked at this group of Haotian sect disciples who were as strong-mouthed as kings, and just clapped his hands slightly, and there were countless strong men from Wuhun Palace escorting some people over.
"Daddy."
"Ms. sir."
"elder brother."
…
The crying of women and children completely broke the defense of this group of Haotian Sect disciples. When one or two of the tough-talking guys saw their family members being escorted to the scene, they felt extremely frightened and desperate in their hearts.
Pairs of eyes turned to Tang Xiao. This time it was no longer about resistance, but the desire for life. It was as if mountains were pressing down on Tang Xiao, making him bend down in the end.
"Haotian Sect, surrender."
Tang Xiao finally chose to bow his head, not only to save the Haotian Sect, but also because he was really unwilling to continue to sacrifice.