Chapter 95: Fighting the Heroes (2)

"Trash! Trash! It's all trash!" He Yuanjun cursed in the stands, his expression turning faster than turning a book.
The life-linking souls of the three major weapons were all fierce swords of the main killer. They were turned around by Tang Ao's tricks. He didn't even force Tang Ao's exercises. He didn't even touch Tang Ao's side. Lost inexplicably.
This made He Yuanjun not furious, even the people who scolded the ruthless door were rubbish, the body-building realm Nine Heavens could not hold even an Eight Heavens warrior, and he claimed to be an elite.
In fact, they can't be blamed for this. Who made him blindly oppose Tang Ao this evil spirit? If Tang Ao really released all of his three life souls, he would dare to play a few tricks with him if it was Huo Ping.
Looking at the tip of his gun, which was only an inch away from him, Song Yuanlong turned pale with fright, and his temples were in cold sweat, "I give up, I give up."
Tang Ao put away the Hundred Battle Spear Spirit, and returned to his own field without looking back, and said something badly, "I haven't tried hard yet! You will lose!"
Song Yuanlong almost spouted a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly fled from the Universe Terrace, and ran away in a hurry. He Lin Dingbo and the others were embarrassed, "This Lord Tang, really." Halfway through, they couldn't find a suitable word to describe Tang Ao.
The eldest son He Yuanze also chuckled, "Interesting! Interesting! This Lord Tang is really an interesting person, but it's a pity that it's cheaper."
A middle-aged man stepped forward with his sword eyebrows like temples. Although he was thin, he gave people a sloppy and tall temperament, "My son, it's our turn!"
He Yuanze waved his hand, "Let him fight the old thirteen first, and consume his energy. Then we can take advantage of the fisherman."
The other two princes seemed to have thought of this too, whispered a few words to their subordinates secretly, and cast their eyes on the Qiankun ring again.
Tang Ao tidyed up his clothes and combed his hair that was not messy at all. He pointed at the disciple of the ruthless door behind He Yuanjun, "Call out all you can hit, and let the deity draw a few fiercely. Shoe board."
He Yuanjun was anxious and frustrated, "Go! You trash! Come on!" Pointing at the ruthless disciple behind him, a ruthless disciple was really uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and wanted to teach He Yuanjun, but he was caught by Huo. Ping stretched out his hand to stop, and shook his head slightly.
Not only the disciple couldn't help it, He Yuanjun didn't treat them as human beings at all. Someone wanted to teach him. It's a pity that the teacher gave a death order, and he must help He Yuanjun win the seat of the city lord, otherwise he won't have to come back.
Hoping actually had a headache, a very headache. Tang Ao's strength is there, and the scene where Zhou Ji violently pumped the soleplate yesterday is still fresh in my memory. It was roughly estimated that without the peak strength of the body forging stage and the extremely strong life soul, there would be no chance of winning even 30% in front of Tang Ao.
He sighed slightly, "Come on!" Huo Ping assigned a strong, fierce-looking disciple.
"Ah! Brother Yan Yingcai, the fifth outsider!"
"Senior Brother Yan has two life souls above the tenth heaven!"
"And I also heard that one main killer and one main defense are very powerful!"
The ruthless disciples behind He Yuanjun talked a lot. They changed the decadent look of kneeling twice before, and their eyes were full of expectation. They all hoped that Senior Brother Yan could shine and teach this ignorant thing, and let out a bad breath.
As soon as Yan Yingcai came on the field, he summoned the Liangyi Panlong Halberd, the main killer, and the ancient tin armor of the main defense; The disciples clapped their hands and exclaimed, "Fuck him!"
"Look at the move!" Yan Yingcai shouted violently, ignoring the salute greetings, and slapped Tang Ao at the beginning.
Tang Ao slowly touched the soles of his feet, pulled out the soles of his shoes, and pointed at Yan Yingcai, "You know? This deity hates people who are impolite the most."
"Huh?" Yan Yingcai was taken aback, a flower was in front of her eyes, a burst of pain came from her left cheek, and then the whole person flew out.
"Rogue!" An unknown young man exclaimed from the stands, and everyone was ashamed. They thought that Tang Ao's beating with a shoe was only a whim, but he was addicted to it.
He Yuanjun's face turned purple with anger, and he kept roaring: "Hit him! Hit him! You trash! Hit him!" Huo Ping clenched his fists when he was ruthless, and gritted his teeth with hatred of Tang Ao. It looked like Tang Ao was going to swallow him alive.
The dust fell into the sky, "Asshole! Go and die!" Yan Yingcai was unwilling to do so, and the true essence turned, regardless of the high and swollen face, he called Tang Ao again.
Tang Ao was very upset, "Why are you all so rude? There was Zhou Ji before, and the one with the surname Jin. Lessons learned, why don't you have any memory?" Tang Ao patted the soles rhythmically, jokingly. Looking at Yan Yingcai who was struggling in the distance.
He Yuanjun saw this look for the second time today, and he was still in a cold sweat. "Hurry! Do it! You trash! Kill him! Kill him!"
Tang Ao walked in slowly, seemingly careless, but his anger has gradually ignited, "Today, the deity will take your turn to beat you again."
"Not ashamed of speaking! Look at the halberd!" Yan Yingcai controlled the Liangyi Panlong Halberd Soul, slashing across the air.
The halberd fell in the air, and the Panlong on the halberd pole seemed to be alive, and the dragon was full of energy; the black and white Tai Chi diagram at the junction of the halberd and pole was spinning rapidly.
"roll!"
Tang Ao yelled, with the infusion of his true essence, the shoe boards were more than ordinary weapons. With a single blow, the Panlong Halberd was missed, "Xuan Yan's Legs" revolved, and Tang Ao's figure disappeared again.
"Snapped!"
Yan Yingcai's sturdy body flew out again, slamming the bluestone ground into a big hole, his throat was sweet, and a big mouth of blood spurted out.
Tang Ao followed, pressed Yan Yingcai under him with a butt, and raised his shoe board to say hello, "You are not polite! You are not polite!"
"Apologize to the deity, apologize, apologize!"
Yan Yingcai's face was already swollen like a pig's head, and his eyebrows were squeezed by the flesh and could not be distinguished. From time to time some blood and teeth spurted out of his mouth, vaguely: "Just puff (no)! Yes (die) all puff (no)!"
"Don't admit your mistakes yet! Don't admit your mistakes! Don't admit your mistakes yet!" Tang Ao was very upset in his heart, he increased his strength, and continued to shout on the non-human face.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
"It's right to admit defeat!" Tang Ao patted his palms and put on his shoes, "Isn't it okay to admit defeat earlier?"