Chapter 217 Tang Hao witnessed Tang San and Qian Renxue falling in love. He was curious about Xue'er's identity (Part )

Facing this astonishing wind sword formation that was like a rain of swords from the sky, a look of disdain emerged on Tang Hao's weathered face. He slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and the grey robe behind him fluttered in the night wind.

"Wind Sword Formation, what a great Wind Sword Formation... Feng Bailong, next, I, Tang Hao, will show you what a true weapon spirit is!"

As Tang Hao finished speaking, the red giant, who was more than twenty meters tall and looked like a huge killing god, also raised the blood-red Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

No, that is not the Clear Sky Hammer, but the true body of Clear Sky.

It is the blood-red true body of Haotian.

The true body of Haotian alone was as tall as several floors and looked extremely huge. The blood-red murderous aura even pierced the sky.

In fact, the Great Sumeru Hammer is also an enhanced version of Haotian's true body. As long as all the soul rings are integrated into Haotian's true body and the purest absolute power is exerted, that is the Great Sumeru Hammer.

In the original plot, Tang Hao relied on that move to easily defeat the Spirit Hall's second priest, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he only used three hammers.

Although Golden Crocodile Douluo did not use the ninth soul skill at that time, the Big Sumeru Hammer was not Tang Hao's limit. If he had used the Big Sumeru Hammer plus the Exploding Ring stunt, the old crocodile would have lost even more miserably, and might even have died on the spot.

The soul power of Golden Crocodile Douluo is as high as level 98. Such a person is indeed worthy of Tang Hao using the Great Sumeru Hammer.

But the Feng Bailong in front of him, even with the entire Fengjian Sect's protective formation, is still far from the strength of Golden Crocodile Douluo after he activated his martial soul true body.

Therefore, facing this level of wind sword formation, Tang Hao would certainly not use the Great Sumeru Hammer. That would be like using a hammer to smash a wooden board or using a butcher knife to kill a chicken. It is really not worth it.

"What? This Haotian's true body is so terrifying..."

Looking at the red god of war that was more than twenty meters tall, and the blood-red true body of Haotian that was about to break through the sky, Feng Bailong's eyes widened.

He finally stopped blindfolding with the rag. At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his legs were weak, and he just felt like a clown.

This is indeed the case. Compared with the real body of Haotian in front of him, which is powerful enough to smash the entire Fengjian Mountain with one hammer, the real body of Feng Bailong's Fengjian, which is less than ten meters long, is simply a joke.

If Feng Bailong had known in advance that this person was the legendary His Majesty Haotian, even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare to use the true form of Feng Jian in front of that person and bring humiliation upon himself.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"I didn't expect that Tang San was actually this man's son. Hey... Old Feng, Old Feng, do you know what kind of catastrophe you brought to my Fengjian Sect? Not to mention my Fengjian Sect, even the Spirit Hall can't afford to provoke this man."

Feng Bailong felt regretful in his heart, and then he immediately forced himself to stand up. He used his remaining soul power to condense a wind sword and quickly merged into the wind sword formation.

Is Feng Bailong going to fight to the death? Of course not, he is not stupid. After doing all this, he immediately turned into a black shadow and disappeared, desperately fleeing to the other side of the mountain.

In Feng Bailong's opinion, this Wind Sword Formation could at least hold off Tang Hao for a period of time, because if the other party wanted to break this Wind Sword Formation, it would be equivalent to defeating tens of thousands of disciples of the Wind Sword Sect at the same time.

That's not an easy thing to do.

If it was any other Titled Douluo, Feng Bailong didn't believe that the other party could do it, and they would be exhausted to death just by outlasting him.

But facing Haotian Douluo, Feng Bailong did not dare to take the risk. He knew that since he had already ordered the hunt down of Tang San, this person would definitely not let him go. Now his only way to survive was to escape quickly and then join the Spirit Hall. Even if he had to become a dog, he did not want to fall into that person's hands.

Unfortunately, before he left Fengjian Mountain, a rumbling sound like thunder was heard in the night sky.

"Feng Bailong, you are such a coward and incompetent person. You actually abandoned the sect and its disciples and ran away alone. Do you really think that this Wind Sword Formation can withstand me, Tang Hao?"

As the voice fell, Feng Bailong, who had already escaped to the back mountain, looked up suddenly. Then, he saw that the red giant, who was more than 20 meters tall, had lifted up the huge Haotian True Body high up, and then smashed it with a powerful hammer on the Wind Sword Array formed by thousands of wind swords.

"Boom..."

There was a loud and earth-shaking noise, which echoed within a radius of nearly a thousand meters around Fengjian Mountain, and even the surrounding earth shook slightly.

Following the loud noise, looking up at the night sky again, one saw the huge blood-red Haotian's true body carrying infinite murderous aura. With just one hammer, it smashed a huge hole in the wind sword formation that covered the sky.

Countless flying swords shattered into powder in an instant. At the same time, sounds of screaming and vomiting blood rang out one after another.

“Ah…” “No…no, my martial spirit…”

"Run away..."

The Wind Sword Formation was originally formed by the condensed soul power of many disciples, plus thousands of wind swords, forming an integrated attack and defense.

But once one part is breached, the entire formation will collapse, not to mention that such a huge hole has been smashed out.

Therefore, when the hole continued to expand and the entire wind sword formation began to collapse, thousands of flying swords also began to shatter collectively.

Thousands of Fengjian Sect disciples were collectively hit hard, and for a time, the whole place was filled with wailing and screaming.

"How is this possible? That person only used one hammer to defeat the Wind Sword Formation that our Wind Sword Sect has been proud of for nearly a hundred years..."

Feng Bailong, who was on the run, witnessed this scene and was so frightened that his legs went weak and he sat down on the ground.

At this moment, he was like a stray dog, and had long lost his former elegance and poise.

This extremely horrifying scene was something he would never have believed if he had not seen it with his own eyes. Thinking of the huge blood-red Haotian's true body that was as big as a hill in the night sky just now, his legs could not help but begin to tremble.

"No, I have to leave here immediately..."

After realizing what was happening, Feng Bailong immediately suppressed his inner fear. He staggered to his feet and was about to continue running away.

But after taking only two steps, Feng Bailong suddenly let out a scream, his face full of fear, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

That's right, at this moment that person has appeared in front of him.

The man had his back to him, his gray cloak fluttering in the night wind, as if he was looking down on the whole world.

“Hao… Your Majesty Haotian, I was wrong. I told you everything. Actually, I have no grudge against your son Tang San. I never wanted to kill him. The Feng family asked me to send someone to handle this matter. I didn’t know that he was your son…”

Feng Bailong, kneeling on the ground, spoke incoherently, and finally told the whole story.

In the next two days, the Feng family's eldest son Feng Youcai, the Feng family's patriarch Feng Wangba, and several elders all died tragically.

Including many guards in the Feng family mansion, they also died in unclear circumstances.

What’s weird is that when these people died, the expressions on their faces were extremely terrified, with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen some extremely terrifying person?

The strongest person in the Feng family, Mr. Feng, the dean of the Kamikaze Academy, actually kept silent about this matter, as if it had nothing to do with him. He also went into seclusion in the city where the Kamikaze Academy was located, as if he did not dare to be involved in this matter at all.

In fact, the old man Feng was not aware of the fact that Feng Youcai, the son of the Feng family, had provoked Tang San, and that the head of the Feng family had ordered the hunt down of Tang San.

It was precisely for this reason, and considering that Mr. Feng was old and highly respected in the soul master world, that person spared his life.

When Old Feng saw that man, he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy on the spot despite his old age. He also announced that he would never care about the Feng family's affairs again. He only asked this killer to let him and the students of the Kamikaze Academy go.

...............

Inside Tiandou City.

The news of the Feng family's tragic annihilation had spread to everyone, and it also quickly reached Qian Renxue and Tang San's ears.

On the contrary, not many people knew about the incident at Fengjian Mountain because it was far away from the city and the Spirit Temple, which had a close relationship with it, intervened in time to block the news.

But even so, Qian Renxue still managed to find out the news through the death squad she left in Tiandou City.

In a teahouse near the Tiandou Soul Fighting Arena, Qian Renxue took the initiative to ask Tang San about this matter.

"What's going on? Tang San, isn't the Feng family hunting you? How did they get wiped out? The Fengjian Sect, dozens of miles away, was also severely damaged at the same time. Who on earth has such power?"

(End of this chapter)