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It was as if he was about to throw Tang San to death completely.

"hiss--"

Everyone onlookers took a deep breath.

Is Tang Hao crazy?

Even if Tang San wasn't a human, he couldn't do this, right?

After all, he is his son!

Tang Lan saw Tang Hao so ferocious, and saw Tang San so miserable.

Not to mention the "pain" in my heart.

But in Tang San's heart, he must have extremely hatred for Tang Hao.

Tang Hao also has a way to die, right?

"Father!" Tang Lan stood in front of Tang San and stopped Tang Hao.

His eyes were full of tears and his voice trembled——

"Stop lecturing the mistress. It's all my brother's fault."

"If you want to teach me a lesson, teach me a lesson!"

——If this knocks Tang San to death, where will he go to get rewards in the future?

Tang San, filled with hatred, heard that Tang Lan still wanted to bear everything for him.

The endless darkness seemed to have an extra ray of light.

"Sect Master Tang is such a good person!" Yu Yuanzhen saw it from the side and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Bai He's broadcast is still continuing, and people across the continent have seen this scene.

"Everyone knows that Master Tang has the heart of a saint."

These are the words that many people can’t help but utter.

Tang San was moved to tears.

There was nothing Tang Hao could do about Tang Lan's "pampering".

I just felt that Tang Lan was such a good boy, so sensible.

On the contrary, this beast Tang San was not like his son.

Sometimes, I really want to beat him to death!

"Beast!" Tang Hao stared at Tang San with his tiger eyes and said coldly: "Remember, don't do it again!"

"Otherwise, I don't mind killing my relatives for the sake of justice. You will be a nuisance if I keep you around anyway."

Everyone was surprised when they heard Tang Hao's words.

Tang San's hatred for Tang Hao deepened as a result.

It was so embarrassing for him in front of so many people.

Tang Hao, you have a way to die!

In the end, Tang San withdrew from the Tang Sect's first team due to serious injuries.

Tang Lan transferred Bai Chenxiang from the second team to the first team.

The second competition on the fourth day of the sect competition began.

Xing Guan Sect chose the Tang Clan Tianjiao team.

Haotian Sect naturally chose the Golden Crocodile of Wuhun Palace.

This is also a grudge match.

There are too many grievances between Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace.

After the battle between Golden Crocodile and the Blue Dot Overlord Sect, old injuries recurred.

Wuhun Palace fights against Haotian Sect.

He specially asked several Contra-level healing soul masters to treat him.

Coupled with eating some natural materials and treasures, Golden Crocodile has recovered 99% of its peak strength.

The golden crocodile put on new clothes, still wearing a gold robe and silver embroidery.

With his hair and beard all white, he stood proudly on the platform, looking down at the people from Haotian Sect below.

"A bunch of juniors!"

The golden crocodile crossed his arms over his chest, raised his head and looked down.

"Still not coming up? Are you scared?"

"If you want to surrender, you don't have to come up."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Crocodile's look of contempt for everything was added.

The elders of Haotian Sect were all filled with anger.

Especially the seventh elder, Lieyang Douluo, who fought back with an angry expression——

"Old Golden Crocodile, what the hell are you talking about here?"

"Don't think that just because you have regained your peak strength, you can manipulate our Haotian Sect at will!"

Lieyang Douluo had a fiery temperament, and his eldest son died in the hands of Wuhun Palace.

So much so that people who saw Wuhun Hall couldn't control their temper.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?" The Golden Crocodile was immediately furious, staring at Lieyang and scolding him, "Even if Tang Chen comes, he has to call me senior."

"What if I'm like this with you?" Lieyang was not afraid of the golden crocodile at all and continued to fight back.

"Looking for death!" The golden crocodile stared at Lieyang with murderous intent, with full momentum.

I want to suppress the burning sun with my momentum.

In his opinion, Lieyang was already a corpse.

The grievances I have suffered in the past few days will be completely released today.

He is an old man, how can he be slapped in the face by some juniors.

That would make Bibi Dong mock him to death.

Lieyang was only level 93, so he was naturally suppressed by the aura of Golden Crocodile.

As the sect leader, Tang Xiao naturally had to stand out.

"Who is strong and who is weak, we will see the truth in battle!"

Tang Xiao, a level 97 titled Douluo, opened up his aura and blocked the ferocious aura of the Golden Crocodile.

"Ah--"

Jin Crocodile looked sarcastic and didn't take Haotian Sect seriously at all.

Just a bunch of shrunken turtles.

Tang Xiao led five elders onto the platform, each carrying a Clear Sky Hammer.

Staring at the golden crocodile, his momentum soared to the sky!

Today they want Wuhun Palace to know the strength of the No. 1 sect in the world.

Kun Shan, the leader of the Noumenon Sect, couldn't help but sigh -

"As expected of the best fighting spirit hammer, the towering Haotian Sect!"

"Even though he has been hidden from the world for a long time, he still has such momentum when he appears!"

Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but add: "And there are six titled Douluo."

Think about his own Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, which is one of the three sects on the mainland, but he is the only one with a titled Douluo.

Haotian Sect has six in total.

There are even level 99 Peerless Douluo like Tang Hao!

And that hot genius, Tang Lan, who founded the Tang Sect!

In addition, there were two titled Douluo from the Qibao Glazed Sect, which made Yu Yuanzhen even more uncomfortable.

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In this Douluo Continent, only Wuhun Palace can compare with it, right?

"A bunch of brats." Jin Crocodile looked down upon the Haotian Sect at all and said arrogantly: "You are just showing off here!"

"Old ghost!" Lieyang yelled angrily: "If I don't beat you to death today, I will take your surname."

"The second soul skill: Hammer Soul Control!"

Lieyang roared, and black light instantly filled his body, making Lieyang look taller.

The muscles of the originally tall and thin body suddenly swelled.

Even the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand became huge.

"The third soul skill: The blazing sun!"

This is Lieyang Douluo's large-scale attack spirit skill. He will make Golden Crocodile extremely embarrassed.

Suddenly, countless flaming stones fell from the sky and hit the golden crocodile.

The momentum is fierce, and there is a sense of oppression that the golden crocodile cannot avoid.

"Humph!"

Golden Crocodile snorted coldly, but he never thought of avoiding it.

"The third soul skill·Split Tail Hundred Spins!"

The golden crocodile charged directly towards the blazing sun, its huge golden tail.

He whipped towards the burning sun fiercely.

As for Lieyang's attack, the Golden Crocodile was dodging at will.

But even if it is hit by a stone, the golden crocodile's skin is so rough and thick that it feels like it is being scratched.

This made him sneer and say with disdain——

"The Haotian Sect is indeed a bunch of trash!"

Chapter 383 The power of the golden crocodile! Is the Haotian Sect nothing more than this?

As he finished speaking, his tail was about to hit Lieyang Douluo.

"The first soul skill: Hammer of Mad Fire!"

The already huge Clear Sky Hammer in Lieyang's hand doubled again.

The Clear Sky Hammer was shrouded in flames and turned red.

The blazing sun floats in the air, raising the hammer with both hands.

Crazy smashing the tail of the golden crocodile.

"Bam—"

However, the level gap caused Lieyang to fly backwards.

The golden crocodile is already murderous, so how can he let Lie Yang go so easily?

"The fourth soul skill: Swift Golden Crocodile!"

The shadow of the golden crocodile gradually solidified and rushed towards the scorching sun at an extremely fast speed.

Opening its bloody mouth, it exudes a strong mental pressure.

Lieyang Douluo was knocked down by the bombardment and had not yet reacted.