Before Tang Hao reached the arena, he heard the whole arena was in commotion. He didn't know what was going on, so he kept walking forward.
When he was about to arrive, he heard the Dalai Lama's extremely arrogant words, and his expression suddenly changed. Are you making trouble? Do you still dare to make trouble everywhere?
Originally Tang Hao just planned to defeat the Dalai Lama, but when he heard these words, he had already sentenced the Dalai Lama to death!
If you dare to threaten the country, you will die!
"That little beast has run away, who can you count on? Come quickly and pay homage to the leader of the martial arts alliance. Those who come first will naturally get the protection of the leader!" Qing Sui was extremely proud.
He is the first person to seek refuge with the Dalai Lama and is a close confidant of the Dalai Lama. From now on, when the Dalai Lama is away, everyone must listen to him. He represents the Dalai Lama's will!
"Huh? Are you all here to pay homage to our alliance leader? But you, Qing Sui, are exempted. You will be dead in the life and death arena later, so you should go and pay homage to the King of Hell!"
Tang Hao's voice came from under the ring, and his tone was very humorous.
"Who, who is talking anymore!" Qing Sui was furious. How dare someone say that to him now? He really didn't know how to live or die. If he knew who it was, he would go back and kill him!
"I'm here!" When Tang Hao brought the girls to the Tang Sect, he flew onto the ring.
"It's him, Tang Hao, finally here!"
"Let's just say, there are so many benevolent and righteous people in our martial arts community in the Central Plains, how can anyone escape?"
"Beat him to death, kill him, and we will recognize you as the leader of the martial arts alliance!"
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When Tang Hao arrived, the entire martial arts community was in a state of excitement. They were all cheering for joy, having already forgotten that the Dalai Lama was a super master who even defeated Master Shiwen and Chisongzi.
Seeing everyone cheering and cheering, Tang Hao waved his hands towards the bottom of the ring and said with a smile: "Brothers, thank you for your welcome. Don't worry, I will beat the whole old bald donkey to the point where he doesn't even recognize him!"
"Haha, Tang Shaoxia is Tang Shaoxia, awesome!"
"Come on, Young Master Tang, we are here to cheer you on!"
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These martial arts people burst out laughing after listening to Tang Hao's words.
When the Dalai Lama saw Tang Hao coming, he said with an indifferent expression: "You are finally here. I thought you ran away, but you shouldn't have come, because you have delayed me for so long. Now that you are here, you are here." Will die."
"I said, old bald donkey, please don't think of yourself so powerfully, okay? I just can't stand people like you. If I try my fist later, I'll hit you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you!" "Tang Hao smiled slightly, not taking the Dalai Lama seriously at all.
The Dalai Lama is powerful, but how can he live? He has not truly reached the point of reaching the pinnacle. Even if he has reached the point of reaching the pinnacle, so what?
His strength is super strong. If he hadn't been sealed by Ling Ji, he could have destroyed the entire martial arts world with just a flip of his hand. Does he still care about a little Dalai Lama?
"Don't be so arrogant, kid. If you can survive even one move at the hands of the alliance leader, you are considered awesome!" Qing Sui said with great pride.
Every previous confrontation with Tang Hao ended in a disastrous defeat. This time he could finally feel proud. With the Dalai Lama here, didn't Tang Hao die without even being a scumbag?
The more Qing Sui thought about it, the more excited he became. This result was really great, and he could finally let out his bad breath.
"Who is this? If you don't get out, are you qualified to stand here?" Tang Hao glanced at Qing Sui, but said to the Dalai Lama.
"You go down first, wait until I slap this kid to death." The Dalai Lama groaned softly, looked at Tang Hao with a look of pity, and said: "The martial arts in the Central Plains is really powerful, there is no one left. It is really sad to find a baby who is still young!"
Seeing Qing Sui walking down the ring, Tang Hao waved to the Dalai Lama and said with a smile: "Old bald donkey, you said you didn't recite sutras properly at home and had to go to the Central Plains to seek death. If you do this, does your mother know? ?If your mother knew that you were beaten to death in the Central Plains, would you be sad? Oh, by the way, your mother seems to be dead. That would be better this way. I will send you to see your mother later. ah."
Tang Hao's words made the martial arts people in the audience laugh out loud, but the Dalai Lama's face became darker and darker.
"court death!"
The Dalai Lama is angry, very angry.
No one has ever dared to talk to him like this. This is the first time.
"Scream, you're angry now. Your stomach is really small. I'm such a good person, and I want to send you to see your mother, but you're actually angry. Are you ethical?" Tang Hao Looking at the angry Dalai Lama, he showed a cynical smile.
Be angry, the angrier you are, the more I like you.
Looking at your proud energy and arrogance just now, I just feel very unhappy. If I make you unhappy, then you won't even have a good death.
"Death!" In his rage, the Dalai Lama used big moves and killing moves. The golden cymbals in his hands collided with each other, and there was a loud "bang" sound. The huge sound waves produced gave many people a splitting headache, and even some powerful people had splitting headaches. The lowly warrior was bleeding from all his orifices and was in danger.
"Headmasters of the six sects, please join hands to protect the martial arts people, especially the young talents with low strength!" Tang Hao shouted in the direction of the six sects.
"You must obey your order!" The leaders of the six sects flew forward and blocked all the martial arts practitioners behind them. When the Dalai Lama's golden cymbals collided just now, the sound waves generated caused great damage to some martial arts practitioners. They also saw all this.
"Count me in!" Tang Chenghu also jumped out.
"I'm coming too!" Bai Di also flew forward.
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Suddenly, another dozen or so grand masters came to the front of the stand and joined forces to block the martial arts people behind them from the sound waves of the golden cymbals from attacking them.
"A bunch of idiots, they are all a bunch of idiots. When the leader of the alliance wins, let's see what else you can do!" Qing Sui looked at these warriors with disdain.
In his opinion, it is certain that the Dalai Lama will win. Who can compete with the Dalai Lama? Little Tang Hao? That is a joke!
But he had forgotten that the Dalai Lama's golden cymbal sound wave attack was unbearable to many martial arts people, but Tang Hao was so close to the Dalai Lama, but nothing happened to him.
If he wasn't so confident and a little carried away at this moment, how could he not see this?
Regarding Qing Sui's pride, no one has anything to say about him now. The sound waves of the Dalai Lama's golden cymbals just now have made many warriors uncomfortable. At this time, they are exercising their power and adjusting their breath. However, some powerful warriors are fine, but However, the children of their family sect were traumatized and needed their treatment.
At this time, the battle between Tang Hao and Dalai Lama officially began.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some strength, but your strength is far from enough!" The Dalai Lama was a little surprised when he saw that Tang Hao was not attacked by his golden cymbal sound skill, but this It doesn't mean that he takes Tang Hao seriously.
Tang Hao also looked indifferent to the Dalai Lama's contempt.
If you despise me, why should I stop despising you? No matter who is despising whom? The most important thing is strength, and strength alone is the key to determining the outcome.
"Old bald donkey, I must be very strong, but yours is really scummy, haha." Tang Hao laughed.
"You will die if you argue with words!" The Dalai Lama was furious. In this short confrontation, he was at a disadvantage.
When fighting, the most important thing is to avoid getting angry, and in the battle between Dalai Lama and Tang Hao, he was already furious. This was mainly because Tang Hao's behavior was so unbearable.
Really stimulated by words, and later by strength, the Dalai Lama's sudden blow did not hurt Tang Hao, which made him even more annoyed.
"Death!" the Dalai Lama roared, and threw the golden cymbal in his hand towards Tang Hao. This golden cymbal was specially made and connected with a thin silk thread at the back. It could be retrieved after being thrown out.
"No more weapons?" Tang Hao chuckled, almost causing the Dalai Lama to vomit blood. (To be continued)