Chapter 1625 Wearing Through the Chest
gs back and pause for a moment. 。Rhythm control! Tang Wulin's heart pounded. 。The opponent is controlling the pace of battle with their ranged attacks, dictating their own movements. 。Ling Wu Yue had...His back wings vibrated slightly, boosting his speed to its limit. Like a golden meteor, he arrived before the Thousand Years Qingfeng in the blink of an eye.
Qian Gu Qing Feng let out a cold smile as the Purgatory Halberd swept across again. It was still Netherworld Slash, and his grasp of distance was impeccable. As long as Tang Wulin's charge remained unchanged, he would inevitably enter the attack range of this Purgatory Halberd. If he altered his offensive, then Qian Gu Qing Feng could immediately seize the initiative and launch a more ferocious attack.
The Cold Sound Guzheng did not sound this time. Han Yun Douluo Xia gently plucked the strings of the ancient zither, sending invisible ripples flying out one after another. These ripples created distorted light and shadows in the air, which due to the distortion of the air, were impossible to discern their direction. With the Thousand Ages Clear Wind blocking the way ahead, Tang Wulin couldn't see anything at all.
But just then, Tang Wulin displayed extraordinary control over his body. High bodily strength doesn't just manifest in power and speed, it also encompasses the ability to change speeds!
The light suddenly warped slightly, and the flow of time accelerated, to the point that the speed at which Hell's Scythe swung also increased invisibly. When Hell's Scythe swept past, Tang Wulin's body hadn't even reached it yet.
A jolt of surprise ran through Qian Gu Qingfeng's heart, and instinctively, he made a sideways dodge. His body shifted horizontally in mid-air, moving with astonishing speed.
And when he gave up his original position, the Han Yun Guzheng behind him had already played its invisible sword of Han Yun. They were husband and wife for many years, their cooperation was extremely tacit.
And just then, Tang Wulin’s body suddenly stopped, transitioning from extreme motion to utter stillness. This pause was extremely abrupt, as if it completely defied the laws of physics.
Next, his upper body arched backward, his whole being resembling a taut bowstring. His right hand gripped the broken Golden Dragon Spear tightly and held it high behind his head.
A gust of ancient wind startled him, and he instinctively swung his Purgatory Halberd. Eighteen clusters of purple-black light erupted, surging around his body.
The fourth soul skill of Purgatory Douluo, Purgatory Roar! Attack and defense as one!
In the next instant, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear still swung out, but just as he concentrated all his strength to wield the Golden Dragon Spear, Qian Gu Qingfeng's face changed drastically.
Because he clearly felt that the lock-on that was originally on him disappeared, in the next instant, the golden dragon spear transformed into a golden lightning bolt and shot out from beside him.
There are only two opponents, the target isn't him, so the answer is naturally just one.
This sudden surge, the time rewind domain completed time acceleration, then abruptly halted, shifted focus, and threw the golden dragon spear. The whole process was smooth as silk, almost completed in the blink of an eye.
If someone attacked his wife, Qian Ren Xue, he would have countless ways to deal with it, and he was very confident in her abilities. However, the strength Tang Wulin had displayed before had already made him wary. Now, with this sudden attack on Han Yun Douluo from afar, how could he not be enraged!
Han Yun Wu Xing Jian arrived almost simultaneously before Tang Wulin, a golden light erupted from Tang Wulin's body, and his Dragon Gang was released! At the same time, he unleashed Jin Long Zhen Bao, with a dragon roar erupting from his body as its center, within a five-meter radius. The invading Han Yun Wu Xing Jian exploded into countless ice blossoms in mid-air, but not a single one could touch Tang Wulin.
The moment Tang Wulin hurled the Golden Dragon Spear, Han Yu Douluo felt it. A searing pain, almost instantaneous, shot through her chest. In that instant, she felt as if her blood had turned to ice.
Evade There was no time. The speed of the golden dragon spear was simply too fast, on that long spear, it almost carried Tang Wulin's spirit and energy fusion.
All in!
But Han Yun Douluo had, after all, experienced countless large-scale battles. The title of the first sound wave type Soul Master on the Douluo Continent wasn't earned for nothing.
A chilly, ancient zither hummed to life, and at the same time, a suit of armor etched with icy patterns swiftly enveloped his entire body. This was merely a three-character battle armor, yet it was exceptionally magnificent, a melodious sound accompanying its appearance.
Han Yun Dou Luo Xia Zheng only did the simplest action. At this time, she could only make this one action, which was to flip her Han Yun Guzheng in front of her face and block it in front of her.
The next instant, the golden dragon spear was already here.
The overturned guzheng's strings pointed towards the summer zheng on the cold side. With one hand, she gripped the top of the guzheng, controlling it so that it wouldn't block her view. Her other hand quickly plucked the three uppermost strings and then released them abruptly.
“Clank!” A sharp sound of tearing cloth rang out. The guzheng, struck by the strings, instantly flared up a shimmering, translucent shield facing the golden dragon spear. Layer upon layer, nine layers were woven in an instant, each resembling frost, with ever-shifting ice mist within, and lingering echoes trailing behind.
Ninefold Cold Rhyme!
Xia Zhe Leng's life was filled with countless formidable enemies. She managed to cultivate to the level of ninety-seven, and with her own Cold Rhyme Ancient Qin, she defeated numerous powerful opponents. Naturally, she possessed immense strength both offensively and defensively.
After sensing danger, he immediately released Dou Yi to enhance his defense and soul power output. At the same time, he unleashed Han Yun Jiu Die, pushing his defenses to their peak in the shortest amount of time.
She was very confident in her husband. The ancient, clear wind would never give Tang Wulin a second chance to attack, and without his weapon, Tang Wulin's strength would certainly decline.
The Golden Dragon Spear arrived in front of the Cold Melody Ancient Zither in this situation!
That extremely sharp breath instantly erupted, the indestructible characteristic activated. Layers of cold rhyme guqin's nine-layered defense were almost pierced through like a bamboo forest collapsing.
With a metallic "ding!", the golden dragon spear pierced into Han Yun's Guzheng, producing a sharp crack.
This is not just a weapon, but also Xia Zēnglěng's cold martial spirit. Martial spirits and soul masters are one body. Xia Zēnglěng let out a muffled snort, her body swiftly retreating from the powerful impact. At the same time, that sharp aura spread frantically through the ancient zither into her body.
What a powerful attack!
Xia Zhe's heart skipped a beat, this time, it was definitely at the level of an Extreme Douluo. Fortunately...
The moment a sense of good fortune dawned on her, she suddenly discovered something strange. The once golden spear was now erupting with a layer of seven-colored radiance.
No good!
A sense of foreboding just flashed in my heart, and the next instant, "Puchi!" A chilling sound rang out as the Han Yun Guzheng pierced through. The Golden Dragon Spear shot through Xia Zhe's cold right chest.
There was no pain. In that instant, Xia Zhe only felt a chill in her chest. The next moment, all her strength began to melt away like ice and snow. Even though she was at the 97th level of cultivation, she could no longer control her body. Her body fell from the sky, straight towards the ground.
"Wife!" Qian Gu Qing Feng saw Xia Zheng Leng complete her defense, and was about to attack Tang Wulin again. He didn't expect Tang Wulin's strike to be so powerful that it could pierce through Xia Zheng Leng's defenses.
As the saying goes, "Husband and wife are connected in heart." When Xia Zheng's cold chest was pierced, he felt as if his own chest had been pierced.
The Purgatory Roar on his body frantically bombarded Tang Wulin, while he himself turned around and almost instantly caught up to Xia Zhe's cold figure, taking her down.
Her hands were icy, Xia Zhen's face was pale and devoid of any blood. Her life force was rapidly fading away.
No, this gun feels off!
As a Limit Douluo, Qian Gu Qingfeng was naturally well-versed and knowledgeable. He subconsciously grabbed the Golden Dragon Spear, but he immediately felt his vitality being madly absorbed by the Golden Dragon Spear.
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