Chapter 13: A Yin: How can you be so hard?

The Heavenly Hammer is the number one tool martial soul.

At this moment, unleashed by the two peerless geniuses Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, it is filled with terrifying power.

On the huge Heavenly Hammer, faint blue lightning crackled, carrying an overwhelming force that smashed toward Qianxunji.

Qianxunji saw the two huge Heavenly Hammers smashing toward him and instantly felt their tremendous power.

Although Tang Hao and Tang Xiao are only level eighty-seven, they can already threaten an ordinary Title Douluo.

However, Qianxunji's face turned cold, and he muttered:

"Just a jumping beam clown!"

The next moment, his soul power surged, he gave a cold shout, and said:

"First soul skill, Fall's Hand!"

After obtaining the hundred-thousand-year soul ring, he also gained an additional soul skill, Fall's Hand.

He had never used this soul skill before.

Now, looking at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, Qianxunji wanted to test its power.

However, he only exerted twenty percent of its power.

Because he does not now want to kill Tang Hao; he still wishes to later torment Tang San.

Although A Yin will not follow Tang Hao, Tang San possesses the protagonist's halo and will surely be reborn in this world again.

Perhaps, after losing A Yin, Tang Hao might encounter other grasses, such as dogtail grass.

Therefore, Qianxunji feared that adding even a little more power would beat Tang Hao to death.

As Qianxunji just unleashed Fall's Hand, he pressed his great hand downward.

Instantly, the fallen soul power coalesced into a towering giant hand.

An evil, fallen, innate darkness, the darkness of extreme slaughter, burst forth.

The dark Fall's Hand pressed down fiercely upon the Mount Sumeru Hammer below.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

Seeing the pitch-black giant hand above, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao felt a terrifying aura assault them, almost making them unable to grip their Mount Sumeru Hammers.

They had no choice but to shout loudly to boost their morale, gathering soul power in the huge hammer shafts, gripping their Mount Sumeru Hammers and striking down with all their might.

"Boom!"

Hearing only a boom, a tremendous roar came from the sky, as if the heavens had been blasted open.

The next moment, the pitch-black Fall's Hand seized the two huge Mount Sumeru Hammers and then crushed them to pieces.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the two Mount Sumeru Hammers exploded outright, vanishing into the air.

Then, the Fall's Hand pressed down upon Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who were leaping in midair below.

Instantly, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao felt an utterly unstoppable terrifying force shock them, shattering their breastbones.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Hearing only a bang, their bodies, like two shells fresh from the barrel, slammed straight down from the air onto the ground below.

"Bang... bang!"

Two tremendous sounds rang out, and the immense force carried on their bodies blasted two deep pits into the earth.

"Tang Hao!"

At that moment, a voice of worry and pain rang out; A Yin, face full of concern, ran to the edge of the pit.

Looking in, the bodies of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao lay at the pit's bottom, trembling violently, blood streaming from their seven orifices.

Their faces were full of anguish.

A Yin leapt into the pit, helped Tang Hao up, and held him in her arms.

Tang Xiao struggled to crawl out of the pit, his gaze falling on the scene in the adjacent pit, his heart aching.

"A Yin, the one you love is ultimately still Tang Hao."

"Never mind; in this life I will withdraw, blessing you two."

Yue Guan in the air witnessed this scene, his face full of shock.

He had thought the power of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was strong, but he never expected that His Holiness the Pope's use of such a ring to unleash Fall's Hand would be so terrifying.

Yue Guan knew that even as a Title Douluo, he could barely block the strongest strike just unleashed by Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

Yet such a powerful strike, the Fall's Hand unleashed by His Holiness the Pope, easily destroyed Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's strongest blow and left them severely injured.

Compared to Yue Guan, the nearby Guimei, however, perceived another great terror in Qianxunji.

He had been watching His Holiness the Pope's mutated twelve-winged fallen angel wings, wanting to see whether they were a mutated evolution or a failed, degenerated mutation.

At this moment, after that terrifying strike by His Holiness the Pope, he knew that the Pope's martial soul had succeeded in mutated evolution.

Moreover, he saw that the strike just now was far from the Pope's strongest.

"Hiss!"

Thinking this, Guimei's pair of cold, gloomy eyes narrowed. It seems His Holiness the Pope not only possesses a rare hundred-thousand-year soul ring; his martial soul now is truly the most terrifying.

At this moment, Qianxunji's twelve-winged fallen wings behind him flapped, his body slowly flying down to land beside the pit.

Qianxunji looked disdainfully at Tang Hao, who lay like a dead dog, and said coldly:

"You disappoint me greatly; I used less than twenty percent of my power, and you couldn't even withstand it, ending up like this."

"Pfft!"

Hearing those words, Tang Hao was so angry he spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

He originally thought Qianxunji had used all his strength to defeat him, so his loss was not unjust.

With the strength of an eighty-seven-ranked Soul Douluo, he withstood the Spirit Hall Pope's strongest strike as a Titled Douluo; not dying would already be good.

But he never imagined that Qianxunji had actually used less than twenty percent of his strength.

This, this dealt him a heavy blow, directly destroying the pride in his heart and trampling it ruthlessly.

Brother Hao!

A Yin saw Tang Hao spit out another mouthful of hot blood, and worriedly gently shook Tang Hao.

A Yin knew that, facing the powerful Spirit Hall Pope, the three of them were certain to die.

The only plan now is to sacrifice herself, give Tang Hao some soul power to heal his wounds, so that between him and Tang Xiao there is at least one person with a slim hope of escaping.

Thinking this, A Yin's body emitted a blue light.

Seeing this, Qianxunji naturally knew A Yin was preparing to sacrifice herself, and his cold voice sounded:

If you dare to sacrifice again, I'll immediately step on him and kill him.

Hearing Qianxunji's cold voice, A Yin's curvy body trembled, a huge evil tremor, and she stopped the sacrifice.

At the same time, looking up at the handsome Qianxunji, she never imagined that such a handsome man could be so evil.

However, it is also understandable.

Soul beasts killing humans, and humans killing soul beasts to obtain soul rings, is simply a normal thing in nature.

A Yin's beautiful face showed determination and fearlessness; she lifted her head, thrust out her chest, and her pleasant voice sounded as she coldly said:

Qianxunji, I'll kill you!

As her words fell, blue light burst from her fair palm, and she thrust a palm strike at Qianxunji.

Boom!

Qianxunji did not dodge or evade; A Yin's full-force palm strike directly hit his chest.

A Yin felt a surge of joy; a human body is fragile compared to a soul beast's, so even a Titled Douluo, taking her full-force palm, would surely be gravely injured.

As long as they seriously injure Qianxunji, the strongest Titled Douluo, the three of them have a chance to escape.

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(End of chapter)