The most terrifying mushroom cloud appeared before his eyes again; there was no avoiding it!
But no matter what, he still had to fight tooth and nail, a bicycle becoming a motorcycle!
"Boom—"
Rupture Burst was also released by Ye Feng, directly retaliating against Tang Hao.
It seemed very frightening, but he didn't feel at all that his soul skill was that powerful; on the surface, it brought an unprecedented sense of terror.
This was only extremely lethal for normal Soul Masters, combined with too low a level of Soul Power to fight back.
But this was nothing to Ye Feng!
At this moment, Ye Feng was seen earnestly counterattacking his opponent.
"Ye Feng, stop trying, you can't beat me," Tang Hao said, looking at Ye Feng with his pair of evil eyes.
"Three-Second Fatal Poison Wolf."
He intended to afflict Tang Hao with severe poison, making Tang Hao and Xiaowu never wake up again!
These potent poisons were specially concocted by him to target the enemy.
Without much thought, it was for the day when he would inevitably face Tang Hao and could come in handy.
Today was the perfect opportunity to encounter Tang Hao and put them to good use!
Ye Feng murmured in his heart.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Hellfire."
Ye Feng immediately released Hellfire and fled in the opposite direction!
It wasn't so much running away as avoiding Tang Hao's Soul Power, ready to strike back at any time.
So, at this moment, Ye Feng's mind was clear, he wasn't being foolish!
Deep down, he knew he couldn't outfight Tang Hao, but if it was a matter of speed, a hard push could still outpace him!
The speed increased by one hundred percent and got faster and faster.
Tang Hao was right behind, accelerating and chasing after Ye Feng, but he wouldn't lose to Ye Feng.
"Sizzle—"
Flames were burning all around, and the temperature was rising higher and higher!
Could it be that Tang Hao was about to transform into Chekhov's?!
"Bang—!"
True to the guess, the previously fine Tang Hao suddenly turned into the African version of Chekhov's.
"Tang Hao, are you alright? Does this feel familiar?" Ye Feng said in a smug manner.
He thought he had won against his opponent, didn't he!
At that moment, Tang Hao didn't respond to him but gave Ye Feng a death glare!
A stream of black smoke billowed from Tang Hao's mouth, and his head was also covered in thick smoke.
His entire face was smoked black, only his eyes were fixed on Ye Feng!
Ye Feng's gaze was also directly locked onto him.
He had the gall, not fearing Hao Tian Douluo; Ye Feng escaped from Tang Hao's prison time and again, and this time would be no different.
"Who's your Haotian Senior? Don't come near me, I'm not buying your act."
"You were an orphan without parents, a wild child from the beginning—this I can sympathize with. But your heart is wicked, and no one will like you."
"Poor Xiaosan was bullied by you back in school when he was your classmate. Kind as he was, he never intended to lay hands on you, and it wouldn't have come to retaliation had you not gone too far."
Tang Hao said with a cold demeanor.
Their father and son had skin thicker than the city walls!
They still have the audacity to stand here and talk!
Like a pig unfazed by scalding water, time and again seeking trouble with Ye Feng!
"Whoosh—"
Tang Hao vanished without a trace.
This left Ye Feng completely baffled; could it be that his words were his final goodbye?
Knowing he had done many wrongs to Ye Feng, and too embarrassed to apologize for the sake of pride, he chose to leave with dignity!
At this moment, Ye Feng was restless.
Perhaps Tang Hao was setting a trap for him, purposely bringing up the past, thinking that Ye Feng would see himself as a pitiful creature no one would die trying to save.
A sudden gust of wind swept through.
Suddenly, everything felt wrong!
A breath of impending death was about to arrive.
The Hao Tian Hammer was here!
Again, the Hao Tian Hammer was gripped tightly in hand as Soul Power under Tang Hao's control reached its peak.
"Bang bang—!!"
Knocking damn hard, almost deceiving me.
"First Soul Skill: Sky Tear."
At the same time, the Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe Great Chopping Knife also made its appearance.
Now, there was no choice but to use Ye Feng's First Martial Soul Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe.
Soul Power was at its optimal state.
Level 29 Tornado struck.
And then Ye Feng secretly swallowed a Perseverance for One Minute Pill.
He decided to keep dragging it out with Tang Hao until the people from Martial Soul Hall showed up.
"Hiss hiss—"
More pieces of cloth fell to the ground!
"Cough cough, I apologize, Haotian Senior. I just now accidentally moved too quickly and couldn't control my strength, turning you into this state. Please forgive me, haha."
Ye Feng said with a forced smile.
The words he said were definitely not from the heart but falsehoods!
However, his words were certainly not going to be believed by Tang Hao.
"You no longer have the chance to stand before me and chatter incessantly. No one has ever bothered me like you. It must be that my brain is the problem for giving you too many chances, leading you to trouble me over and over again."
Tang Hao said to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's face was full of confusion.
Who exactly is troubling whom? You can't manage your Xiaosan who comes to bother me now and then. I'm not bothered by it, yet you, her father, still have issues with me, the honest person!
Don't think just because I'm honest that I have to put up with bullying from you scoundrels and villains!
On the other hand, those from the Martial Soul Hall.
"Did you hear that? It wouldn't be Ye Feng fighting with Xiaowu right now, would it? If so, we must hurry over there. If Xiaowu escapes, we're doomed."
At this moment, Evil Moon spoke up.
This guy is even more anxious than the Pontiff himself about not getting Xiaowu's Soul Ring!
"Of course, I'm not deaf,"
Du Gubo replied.
At this moment, everyone had a puzzled expression on their faces.
They indeed heard a loud disturbance. Where exactly had that explosion sound come from just now?
"Ye Feng also said it, didn't he? Where we are right now is very close to the place we're looking for Xiaowu. The explosion sound must be from the fight between Ye Feng and Xiaowu, so we must set off immediately. If we're any later, we might not get a chance to see Xiaowu."
What worried them the most was that Ye Feng might do something unexpected, like secretly absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul beast into himself.
If the Pontiff of Martial Soul Hall knew about this, he would definitely have Ye Feng killed!
He wouldn't leave any way out for him!
Suddenly, the carriage in front stopped abruptly, and the one behind also halted!
Bi Bidong stuck her head out of the rear carriage window.
"Evil Moon, how much further do we need to go before we reach the place Ye Feng mentioned?!"
At this moment, Bi Bidong asked.
Not being able to figure it out on her own, she specifically asked Evil Moon. The person she should be asking was Hulena, not Evil Moon. Hulena is your most proud disciple!
"I'm not sure how much further, but if we keep heading straight, we might be close."
"The explosion sound just now came from the front."
Evil Moon stated with a serious demeanor.
Afterward, Bi Bidong returned to her carriage.
"You talk as if we didn't already know."
Du Gubo murmured once again.
And that would be you, Du Gubo, who always thinks you're right.
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