blood loss... 。He didn't die instantly, which speaks volumes about his vitality. 。Having finally taken on such a promising disciple, to encounter this kind of situation, Muye felt as if a volcano was...His back wings trembled slightly, pushing his speed to the limit. Like a golden meteor, he arrived before Qian Gu Qing Feng in the blink of an eye.
Qian Gu Qing Feng let out a cold, mirthless smile. His Purgatory Halberd swept across again, still employing the Netherworld Slash. He controlled the distance with uncanny precision; as long as Tang Wulin's charge remained unchanged, he would inevitably be drawn into the range of his Purgatory Halberd's attack. If Tang Wulin altered his assault, Qian Gu Qing Feng could instantly seize the initiative and launch a more ferocious counterattack.
The Han Yun Guzheng didn't sound this time. Han Yun Douluo Xia gently strummed the strings of the ancient zither, sending out ripples of invisible waves that shot out silently. These ripples created distorted light and shadows in the air. Because of the distortion caused by the air, it was impossible to tell their direction. Furthermore, with the Thousand Ages Clear Wind obscuring the front, Tang Wulin couldn't see anything at all.
But just then, Tang Wulin displayed extraordinary body control. His high physical strength wasn't just reflected in his power and speed, but also in his ability to change his speed!
The light suddenly distorted slightly, and the flow of time sped up abruptly. Even the speed at which the Purgatory Halberd swung increased invisibly. When the Purgatory Halberd swept past, Tang Wulin's body hadn't even reached it yet.
A gust of wind sent a jolt through Qian Gu Qing Feng, and instinctively, he made a sideways dodge. His body shifted horizontally in the air with incredible speed.
When he yielded his original position, the icy tune guzheng behind him had already struck. Their years of marriage had forged an unmatched understanding between them.
And just at that moment, Tang Wulin's body suddenly froze, transitioning from extreme motion to complete stillness. This abrupt halt was incredibly jarring, as if defying the laws of physics entirely.
Next, his upper body arched backward, his whole form resembling a drawn bow. His right hand clutched the broken Golden Dragon Spear aloft behind his head.
A chill wind blew past, startling him. Instinctively, he swung his Purgatory Halberd, eighteen balls of purple-black light erupting from it and swirling around him.
Hell's Fury, the fourth soul skill of the Hellfire Douluo! Offense and defense as one!
In the next instant, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear still swung out. However, just as he focused all his strength to wield the Golden Dragon Spear, Qian Gu Qingfeng's face changed drastically.
Because he could clearly feel it, the lock that was originally on him had disappeared. In the next instant, the Golden Dragon Spear transformed into a golden bolt of lightning and shot out from his side.
There are only two opponents, and the target is not him. The answer is naturally only one.
This sudden burst, the time rewind field completed time acceleration, and then abruptly stopped, shifted focus, and threw the golden dragon spear. The entire process was smooth and flowing, almost completed in a flash.
If someone were to attack his wife, Qian Renxue, he would have countless ways to deal with it, and he was very confident in his wife's abilities. However, Tang Wulin's previous display of strength had already put him on guard. Now, seeing Tang Wulin suddenly launch an attack at Han Yun from afar, how could he not be furious
Han Yun Wu Xing Jian arrived almost simultaneously in front of Tang Wulin. A golden light bloomed on Tang Wulin's body, releasing his Dragon Gang! At the same time, he followed up with Jinlong Zhen Bao, and with him as the center, a five-meter radius roared like a dragon's roar, and the approaching Han Yun Wu Xing Jian exploded into large chunks of ice flowers in mid-air, but none of them could touch Tang Wulin.
The moment Tang Wulin launched the Golden Dragon Spear, Han Yu Douluo felt it. A sharp pain almost instantly appeared in her chest, and at that moment, she felt as if her blood had solidified.
Dodge Too late. The Golden Dragon Spear came too fast, carrying almost the fusion of Tang Wulin's spirit and energy upon its length.
All in!
But Han Yun Douluo was, after all, a veteran of countless major events. He wasn't called the first sound wave Soul Master of the Douluo Continent for nothing.
The frigid guzheng hummed to life, its melodies echoing through the air. At the same time, a suit of armor adorned with frost patterns swiftly enveloped her body. Though it was merely a three-character battle armor, it shone with extraordinary beauty, and a melodious tune accompanied its emergence.
Han Yun Dou Luo Xia Zheng cold just made the simplest action, at this time, she only had time to make such an action, that is, flipped the Han Yun Guqin in front of her face, blocking herself.
The next instant, the golden dragon spear arrived.
The overturned guqin's strings pointed towards the summer zither on the cold side. She grasped the upper part of the guqin with one hand, controlling it so that it wouldn't block her. With her other hand, she quickly plucked the three top strings and then released them abruptly.
"Clang—" A piercing sound of tearing cloth rang out. The guzheng, struck by the strings, faced the Golden Dragon Spear and instantly rose a shimmering translucent light shield. The shield layered upon layer, in the blink of an eye, formed nine layers, each resembling frost, with ever-changing ice mist within, leaving behind a lingering echo.
Nine Stacks of Winter Charm!
Summer String Cold's entire life faced countless powerful enemies. She was able to cultivate to the ninety-seventh level, and relying on her own cold rhyme guzheng, she defeated countless powerful enemies. Naturally, she possessed extremely strong offensive and defensive capabilities.
Upon sensing the danger, he immediately released Dou Yi to strengthen his defenses and soul power output. At the same time, he unleashed Han Yun Jiupin, pushing his defense to the limit in the shortest possible time.
She had complete faith in her husband. The Eternal Wind wouldn't give Tang Wulin a second chance to attack, and without his weapon, Tang Wulin's strength would definitely decline.
Golden Dragon Spear arrived in front of Han Yun Guzheng under such circumstances!
That extremely sharp aura instantly erupted, its indestructible nature activated. Layer upon layer of the ancient zither's nine-fold defense was pierced through as if it were nothing.
"Ding!" A light sound rang out as the golden dragon spear pierced into Han Yun's ancient zither back, emitting a crisp chime.
This is not just a weapon, but also Xia Zēnglěng's cold martial soul. Martial souls and soul masters are one body. Xia Zēnglěng snorted coldly, her body rapidly retreating under the powerful impact. At the same time, that sharp aura crazily spread from the ancient zither into her body.
What a powerful attack!
Xia Zhe's heart pounded in fear. This attack definitely reached the level of a Limit Douluo, luckily...
Her thoughts of good fortune had just surfaced when, suddenly, she noticed something strange. The once golden-yellow spear burst forth with a layer of seven-colored brilliance.
That's not good!
A sense of foreboding just flashed through my mind, and in the next instant, "Poof!" A chill ran down my spine as the ancient zither responded with a piercing sound. The golden dragon spear shot through Xia Zhe's heart from her right chest.
There was no pain. In that instant, Xia Zhe only felt a chill in her chest. The next moment, all of her strength began to melt away like ice and snow. Even at the ninety-seventh level of cultivation, she could no longer control her body. Her body plummeted from the sky, crashing towards the ground.
"Wife!" When Qian Gu Qing Feng saw Xia Zheng Leng complete her defense, he was about to attack Tang Wulin again, but he didn't expect Tang Wulin's strike to be so powerful that it could pierce through Xia Zheng Leng's defense.
As the saying goes, "Husband and wife are of one heart." The moment Xia Zhe's cold chest was pierced, he felt as if his own chest had been stabbed.
The blazing inferno on his body raged and lashed out at Tang Wulin wildly, while he himself twisted his form, catching up to Xia Zuo's cold body almost instantly, taking her into his embrace.
As soon as she reached out, Xia Zheng's face was cold and pale without a trace of blood. Her life force was rapidly declining at an alarming rate.
No, this gun feels off!
As a Limitless Douluo, Qian Gu Qing Feng was naturally well-informed. He subconsciously grasped the Golden Dragon Spear, but immediately felt his life force being frantically absorbed by it.
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