Chapter 311: The Sacrifice of the Azure Ox Python

"Clang!"

The vibration emitted when heavy weapons clash is always earth-shattering.

Nan Feihuang's "Immortal-Slaying Soul-Extinguishing" strike was blocked by Tang Hao within a single move, yet before Tang Hao could feel smug, he suddenly discovered that Nan Feihuang did not need to retract his strength at all before thrusting again, the power even three parts more ferocious than before, and aimed directly at his vital points, forcing him to continue using his hammer to defend.

Blocked again, Nan Feihuang thrusts again... block again, thrust again, a repeating cycle.

Tang Hao could not help but roar, "Brat, why do you keep using this 'Immortal-Slaying Soul-Extinguishing' move?"

"What's it to you? How about it, Tang Hao? When it comes to the ability to stack force, my Overlord Halberd Technique is far superior to your family's Chaotic Wind Cloak," Nan Feihuang laughed.

Tang Hao did not deny it; the way this Overlord Halberd Technique exerted force was truly too peculiar.

"So amazing, he can actually push back Uncle Tang... no, that Tang Hao!" Xiao Wu was shocked and full of admiration, even though it was with the help of the formation's power.

Daming looked at the sturdy back of the youth before him and made a resolution, "Youth, the favor you owed Er Ming was already repaid when you saved Sister Xiao Wu back then and spared my life when your mother defeated me. Now, it is we who owe you a favor once again."

Seeing this, Tang Hao attempted to fly out of the maze, but no matter how high he flew, the rocks before him grew just as high, and if he shattered one, a second or third would immediately sprout up.

This style of fighting was too despicable.

The opponent's Overlord Halberd Technique not only could not be interrupted while gathering power, but the speed of gathering power was also incredibly fast; by just the ninth halberd, it was already equivalent to the highest realm of the Chaotic Wind Cloak Hammer Technique, the Nine-Nine Return to One.

"Nan Feihuang, to be able to push me to this extent, you are indeed formidable. At the Soul Emperor level—no, even among Spirit Saints, I fear no one is your match in a one-on-one fight. You are worthy of the words 'invincible at the same level.' It is just a pity that I am a Title Douluo," Tang Hao said proudly. "Flying General, your myth of invincibility ends today."

Xiao Wu was puzzled, "Daming, why do you say that? I see Nan Feihuang holding all the advantages. His halberd technique is so amazing; I have never seen such a powerful soul skill. Even the ones Third Brother learned are far inferior."

The two had exchanged about two hundred moves, of which Nan Feihuang attacked one hundred and eighty-one times, while Tang Hao only counterattacked nineteen times.

But Nan Feihuang's opponent was Tang Hao; before meeting Lan Xue, he had never lost a single one-on-one fight, and could be said to be world-renowned.

Nan Feihuang pressed his advantage and clashed with Tang Hao again; his halberd technique was pure and domineering, and the force exertion of the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes was completely inferior, suppressing Tang Hao to only defend and not attack for a short time.

Nan Feihuang changed the terrain in a single move, turning the entire mountain range into a rock maze.

"How is this possible?" Tang Hao said in disbelief.

If not for his profound cultivation and abundant combat experience, anyone else would have been defeated long ago.

Usually, martial arts that require gathering power carry the risk of being interrupted, but when he had just continuously blocked Nan Feihuang's long halberd, he had both disrupted the balance of his movements and used the Quake Absolute as much as possible to disperse the accumulated soul power within his body.

"Tang Hao is now adopting a defensive stance, just wanting to drag out the fight to exhaust young friend Feihuang." What Daming worried about was precisely the gap in their foundations.

The scene replayed, only this time it was Tang Hao who was at a disadvantage.

After speaking, Daming roared toward the sky, "Tang Hao, you want my soul bone, don't you? I would rather let others benefit than fulfill your wishes."

"This is bad!" Daming suddenly spoke.

If he had obtained this set of halberd techniques back then and adapted it into a hammer technique by referencing its force exertion, he would have easily and comfortably defeated that Qian Xunji back then, unlike now, where although he won, he had accumulated a body full of hidden injuries.

"Tang Hao, I will not sit and wait for death. Daming, Miss Xiao Wu, you must leave quickly. I will use the power Er Ming gave me to create a glimmer of survival for you." Nan Feihuang swapped out his Fangtian Halberd martial soul and revealed the Dunjia Heavenly Book, upon which a red soul ring was suspended.

The gap in martial arts was particularly obvious.

At the same time, the soldiers summoned by Xun Yu all dissipated, and he, along with Dian Wei and Lv Lingqi, also collapsed to the ground.

Tang Hao had actually discovered this point as well; he knew that in terms of martial arts moves, he couldn't beat Nan Feihuang even if he rode a horse, so he could only bully the young with his seniority.

He would rely on the cultivation he had practiced for decades longer than Nan Feihuang to drag out the time and exhaust him to death.

Tang Hao had the power of seven exploded rings, far exceeding Nan Feihuang, but he just couldn't use it; his fighting style was completely countered by Nan Feihuang's halberd technique, which combined force and skill.

"You two, my soul skill can restrict Tang Hao for a short while. Take advantage of this and leave quickly; consider it me repaying the favor I owed Er Ming," Nan Feihuang said.

Nan Feihuang himself was only a level sixty-something Soul Emperor, barely approaching the Title Douluo level for a time by relying on borrowed power.

"Ugh!"

But now, seeing this Clear Sky Douluo, when facing a child dozens of years younger than him, not even daring to trade blows and instead wanting to exhaust the other person.

"First Soul Skill, Earth Roar!" Nan Feihuang pressed both hands to the ground, the red soul ring flashed, and instantly, the entire mountain range shook.

"I will not let my benefactor sacrifice himself for me. Anyway, I am already severely injured; even if I leave, I will not live long. Young friend Feihuang, then let me fulfill you and pave the way for you to step onto the path of the strongest in the future."

Xiao Wu very much hoped that Nan Feihuang would win; she didn't even call him Uncle Tang anymore, for no matter how foolish she was, she could sense that Tang Hao had truly wanted to kill her just now—first killing one of her younger brothers, then wanting to kill her other younger brother, and not even sparing her. No matter how dense someone was, they wouldn't continue to be close to such an enemy.

The moment Nan Feihuang's ninth halberd thrust out, Tang Hao was even forced to let go of his Clear Sky Hammer by this immense power, just like Nan Feihuang earlier, retreating twelve steps and vomiting blood from internal injuries.

Nan Feihuang's entire body was sent flying backward.

That a Soul Emperor could suppress Tang Hao to this extent was truly shocking.

Suddenly, after one strike, Nan Feihuang clutched his chest; a flash of light appeared in Tang Hao's eyes, and he quickly counterattacked with a hammer, striking the shaft of the Fangtian Halberd.

But no matter what he did, the power Nan Feihuang had accumulated did not have the slightest hesitation, like waves crashing against the shore, one wave stronger than the last.

But facing a Super Douluo like Tang Hao, if he couldn't take down his opponent in a short time, he would be exhausted to death.

The soul power of the few was completely exhausted, and the Eight Gates Formation collapsed without being attacked.

"Shameless!" Xiao Wu couldn't help but curse out loud.

"I admit, Nan Feihuang's halberd technique is masterful, but his cultivation is ultimately too far behind. If the two had equal cultivation, where would there be a need for two hundred moves? At most ten, Tang Hao would definitely fall under Nan Feihuang's halberd. But the problem is, the soul power gathered using the formation is limited after all. Now that the battle has dragged on without a result, once young friend Feihuang's power dissipates, he will undoubtedly be defeated."

"Moo!!!"

The earth cracked, and the rocks underground bulged up piece by piece.

"Is this Nan Feihuang's second martial soul? The soul ring on it is Er Ming's..." Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with tears; having spent tens of thousands of years day and night with Er Ming, how could she misidentify her brother's power?

A roar of an ox resounded through the heavens and earth, and a thick red light suddenly erupted from Daming's body.

In the past, in her heart, Tang Hao had always been a figure like a great hero, which was why he could have a son as gentle and powerful as her Third Brother.

At a time like this, Er Ming was still using its power to protect her.

Its entire body began to crumble, turning into tiny red particles that formed a soul ring, flying toward the second position of Nan Feihuang's Dunjia Heavenly Book.

"Er Ming, Big Brother is coming to find you. From now on, we will continue to be brothers."

(End of chapter)