Chapter 64

That ghostly hand instantly struck her, blasting her flying!

The key is, this isn't over yet...

"Boom!"

With its momentum unabated, that ghostly hand struck again, slamming into the Nether Bai Hu and the Evil Fire Phoenix...

The Nether Bai Hu was smashed away, and Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing withdrew from their fused martial soul technique state.

Ma Hongjun, even more so, had his fire extinguished by a single slap and was also blasted flying, smashing onto the ground...

One move!

Just one move!

Ghost Douluo directly crippled the four main combat forces of Shi Laike Academy!

The remaining Ning Ning Rongrong and Oscar possessed no combat capability whatsoever.

Fight?

How to fight?

There's no way to win!

This is the gap between a Spirit Sect member and a Title Douluo.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San cried out in alarm, wanting to rush forward...

"Pfft..." However, the next second, that Ghost Douluo reached out, a pitch-black giant hand directly pinched Tang San's neck, forcibly lifting Tang San into the air!

"Ugh..." Tang San's face changed; immediately, eight spider legs appeared behind him, and his figure leaped, forcibly breaking free from that ghostly hand of the Ghost Douluo!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Once again, Tang San flicked his wrist, sending a barrage of silver needles rapidly rushing to assassinate the Ghost Douluo...

However...

"Pierce pierce pierce..."

That Ghost Douluo did not dodge or evade, letting those silver needles strike his body...

But immediately, a bizarre scene appeared...

Those silver needles caused not the slightest harm to the Ghost Douluo.

Those silver needles actually passed straight through the Ghost Douluo's body, pinning into the wall behind him!

Physical immunity?

Tang San was stunned.

"Hehe, kid, I know your methods are strange; come on, try out whatever tricks you have! Didn't you once create that so-called Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus? Don't you have a second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer? Bring them all out! Otherwise, you won't have another chance!" The Ghost Douluo looked at Tang San with a full face of amusement.

"You..."

Tang San's face turned pitch black; at this moment, endless killing intent was in his eyes, and his heart was already raging with fury.

This Ghost Douluo has been confirmed as an enemy!

Having injured Xiao Wu, he has already earned a path to death...

Just wait; once I obtain the rewards from the Great Dao Golden List, I will certainly torture and kill you!

I will even turn your Spirit Hall upside down!

"Kid, if you don't act now, your beloved little rabbit is going to die!" Suddenly, the Ghost Douluo's chilling laughter rang out; his ghostly hand grabbed, forcibly seizing Xiao Wu in his grip.

"Xiao Wu..." Tang San's face changed...

"Brother... you must go quickly... don't worry about me!" Xiao Wu was somewhat anxious, struggling desperately, but obviously, she had absolutely no way to break free from the palm of a Title Douluo!

"You seek death..."

Tang San's face changed wildly; gritting his teeth, he looked at the Ghost Douluo: "Do you know what happens when you anger a child of fortune?"

"Then do you know what happens to the friends around you when you anger a Title Douluo?" The Ghost Douluo looked at Tang San with amusement.

Yes, you are a child of fortune; perhaps you are hard to kill, but what about the friends around you?

You are a child of fortune, but are they also children of fortune?

"Despicable!" Tang San's face was as gloomy as water.

"Say whatever you like!" The Ghost Douluo didn't care, always looking at Tang San mockingly...

"Fine..."

Tang San took a deep breath, retracted his Eight Spider Lances, and spoke in a heavy voice: "Release them, and I will go with you!"