"Dare you still distracted during the battle?"

The cold voice sounded behind Tang Youwei, which shocked him immediately. Almost subconsciously, Haotian Hammer appeared again and swung directly behind him.

This time, Di Tian still did not hide, but instead resisted with his left hand wrapped in black light.

But this time, it was Di Tian's turn to be smashed by Tang Youwei and took a few steps back.

At the same time, the first soul ring behind Tang Youwei was also flashing constantly.

After being smashed back two steps, Di Tian rubbed his slightly numb hands and murmured: "Is it the same type as Xiong Jun?"

Seeing that Di Tian was smashed back by him, Tang Youwei's face was still dull and there was no smug look. He just said with a sharp look: "Senior, no matter how strong your strength is, it is impossible for you to defeat me without releasing your martial soul!"

"Martial soul?"

Di Tian raised his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "That kind of thing is just a burden!"

As he said that, a long sword with a faint black light appeared in Di Tian's hand.

It is the Black Dragon Sword!

After the Black Dragon Sword appeared in Di Tian's hand, the momentum of Di Tian's body suddenly changed. Di Tian raised his arm holding the Black Dragon Sword and pointed at Tang Youwei not far away. A momentum of looking down on the world suddenly rose on Di Tian's body.

"What a shameless little guy... I want to teach you some lessons! However, there is no need for Dragon God Claw..."

Listening to Di Tian's murmur, a hint of surprise suddenly emerged in Tang Youwei's heart.

This momentum is so terrible!

He had only felt this level of pressure from the national master of the Tiandou Empire.

No...

The national teacher of the Tiandou Empire would never bring him such terrible pressure! Who is he?

Feeling the heavy pressure in the air, a drop of cold sweat appeared on Tang Youwei's forehead, and his eyes couldn't help but put on the black dragon sword in Di Tian's hand.

"Did this pressure come from that long sword? Is it a martial soul?"

As soon as this thought arose, it was suppressed by Tang Youwei, "No, there is no soul ring, it is not a martial soul! In other words, is this just his weapon? Damn it! You can't drag it down any longer!"

If I continue to drag on it, I may lose the courage to fight!

Feeling the pressure and faint murderous aura in the air, Tang Youwei gritted his teeth, knowing that if he didn't use all his strength, he might really die here!

The seventh soul ring as dark as jade behind him quietly lit up, and Tang Youwei's Haotian Hammer also changed a little again.

However, unlike the true body of Tang Hao's martial soul that Tu Youyou is familiar with, Tang Youwei's martial soul is not so huge. The size of his Haotian hammer has not changed at all, but the black light on the hammer has become more intense.

With the blessing of the true body of the Seventh Martial Soul, Tang Youwei's aura suddenly surged a lot.

The surged momentum drove the surrounding environment, and an extremely fierce wind swept across.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, rolling up countless winds and sand and gravels.

However, under Zi Ji's protection, Tu Youyou and Payne were not affected at all, and could still watch their battle.

Unlike Tu Youyou, who looked curious, Penn's face turned pale at this time, as if he was scared to death, he was completely stunned.

She had never seen such a terrible strong man, and every move could actually cause changes in the world!

On the other hand, Di Tian, ​​holding the Black Dragon Sword at this time, looked at the rising momentum of Tang Youwei, and finally a serious look appeared in his eyes, "Oh? Are you serious? Then I'll be a little serious too."

As he said that, a faint halo was covered with Di Tian's body.

Then, Di Tian's figure appeared in front of Tang Youwei, and the black dragon sword emitting a faint light immediately slashed down!

Tang Youwei had no idea that Di Tian would even use a skill similar to instant movement. Unpredictable, Tang Youwei could only cross the Haotian hammer in his hand, trying to block Di Tian's attack with the huge Haotian hammer.

However, how could the serious attack of Di Tian be blocked so easily?

It seemed like a simple sword swing, but it had extremely powerful power, which made Tang Youwei fly backwards for hundreds of meters in an instant.

Tang Youwei pressed the Haotian Hammer on the ground, and only then did his retreating pace pause.

Even with the Haotian Hammer as an obstacle, Tang Youwei suffered serious injuries, and even a little injury was shocked and the corners of his mouth was shocked.

Ning Tian's face changed instantly in the distance, and the soul ring on the pagoda shone again. Several streams of light poured into Tang Youwei's body, increasing Tang Youwei again.

Feeling the increase brought by the flowing light that poured into his body, Tang Youwei swallowed the blood that poured into his throat and looked at Di Tian with a solemn look.

The feeling just now... the fluctuation without soul power is definitely not coming to me by speed...

Is it the power of space?

Soon, Tang Youwei realized this.

But even if he knew, Tang Youwei had no choice.

The gap in strength is too big.

The senior's martial soul was not even released, but he just waved a sword casually with his weapon, and he was already injured!

There are such strong people on the continent!

It seems that I can only use the ninth soul skill?

Tang Youwei coughed twice and forced himself to suppress the injuries on his body. The black red soul ring behind him, which was still a bit weird, finally flashed at this time.

This means that this is a soul ring given to him by a soul beast that has been at least 90,000 years!

The moment the ninth soul ring lit up, the Haotian hammer in Tang Youwei's hand became bigger and a layer of black light was covered with the whole body. If you look closely, you can still see some purple from the rich black.

Then, a faint halo emitted from the Haotian hammer. Tang Youwei's body also reappeared in the air.

"Senior, be careful!"

After the words finished, as Ning Tian's speed increased, Tang Youwei's body suddenly ejected like a cannonball, almost instantly narrowing the distance with Di Tian, ​​and raised his Haotian hammer high in his hand.

"The ninth soul skill, the devils are destroyed!"

As Tang Youwei's voice fell, his figure also came to Di Tian's body. The Haotian hammer in his hand burst into a rich black color, covering Tang Youwei under this layer of halo.
Chapter completed!