Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

Chapter 118 Chapter 118: Escape of life and death

Song Wuque felt that what was flowing in his veins was no longer blood, but magma.

He jumped up high, holding Heavenly Sin in both hands, and slashed at Tang Hao with his sword like a meteor hitting the earth.

The 40-meter-long sword was spitting out energy, tearing the air, and was about to shatter the mountains and rivers.

The Clear Sky Hammer, which was dozens of meters in diameter, also rose into the sky and faced Heavenly Sin.

Heavenly Sin collided with the Clear Sky Hammer.

boom!

Huge explosion!

Red energy swept across the sky and shattered countless black clouds.

Like a strong wind passing by, the trees for miles around made a roaring sound.

The strong wind swept through the village and rolled through Shrek Academy.

Flanders and others all looked pale.

What kind of terrifying energy fluctuation is this?

Especially Dai Mubai, his lips were trembling with fear.

Has he ever been an enemy of this terrifying person?

This thug who faced Haotian Douluo alone at the age of 16?

What a terrible thing.

Just thinking about it makes you scared, okay?

In his eyes at this time, I'm afraid he is no longer much different from an ant, right?

How far will he grow?

After all, Song Wuque is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, and he still has a long life ahead of him.

Become a god?

Dai Mubai actually had a little expectation in his heart.

He couldn't help but want to slap himself. Obviously, they had a hostile relationship.

……

Song Wuque's right arm bone snapped!

There were also two crisp sounds in the chest, two ribs were broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth, and the body was thrown away by the huge force, dripping with blood.

This is the toughest battle he has ever faced in his life.

Now every time he coughed, there was a mouthful of blood, his chest was in sharp pain, and his whole body was twitching.

The broken sternum penetrated his lungs, almost making it impossible for him to breathe.

His face was extremely difficult to see.

His body was trembling and he struggled to keep his figure floating in the sky, looking at Tang Hao who had fallen to the ground with complicated eyes.

It was uncomfortable for Song Wuque to be seriously injured, and Tang Hao certainly didn't feel comfortable either.

After exploding three soul rings in a row, he was already in a weak state, his heart and lungs were traumatized, and he didn't know how long it would take to recover.

He already had hidden wounds on his body, and he was injured again today. There is probably no hope of recovery in this life.

It's really hard to imagine that a young man could force Haotian Douluo to this point.

Given time, when he grows up, both Tang Hao and the entire Haotian Sect will surely face a disaster.

You can't let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Keep him today no matter what.

Now there is an inextricable hatred.

Tang Hao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes ignited with flames of war again, looking directly at Song Wuque who was crumbling in the sky.

Song Wuque frantically activated his breathing techniques, emitting fluorescence all over his body, repairing the injuries on his body, but the injuries were too serious and could not be healed in a short time.

After all, several bones were broken, which was not easy to repair.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was on the ground with fierce eyes and ready to fight to the death, Song Wuque grinned: "Ahem... cough, what do you think your father is doing? Are you ready to explode a few more soul rings? You want to explode your wife too? ? If I’m not wrong, that red soul ring of yours belongs to your wife, right? What’s the name of Haotian Douluo? Let’s change it to Dead Wife Douluo. Ahem!..."

In just one sentence, Song Wuque coughed out three or four mouthfuls of blood, and the blood spilled to the sky.

The fire of anger in Tang Hao's eyes was ignited again: "You brat, you talk so much when you are about to die, you can't escape today."

"Hahaha, you do have some abilities, but can you still use soul skills now? There are not many people I admire. You are one of them, but you are destined to die under my Haotian Hammer today."

"Ahem, it's not that easy to want me to die." Song Wuque coughed, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his left arm.

Then a small red bottle appeared in the palm of his left hand.

He bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

It’s the big red pill that I’ve never been willing to use.

After swallowing the medicine, Song Wuque's pale face flushed, and a red light emitted from his body, quickly repairing his injuries.

"You little bastard, you should die."

But Tang Hao was obviously not prepared to give him a chance to recover. The fourth soul ring on his body suddenly exploded, rising into the air, and a Clear Sky Hammer swept towards Song Wuque with a roaring hurricane.

Song Wuque's pupils shrank, and he frantically activated the few remaining soul powers in his body to control the Evil God Wings, move his body sideways, and immediately fled.

However, he was seriously injured and his speed was greatly reduced, and even the Evil God Realm could not be released.

Tang Hao was unyielding when he was in a position of strength, and every blow was harder than the last. Chasing Song Wuque would mess up his cloak.

Song Wuque was hit by a hammer in the back, and his spine was directly severed. Blood spurted out from his mouth. He was knocked down from the air and smashed into the ground with a "boom".

Tang Hao then hit the ground with a hammer, and the ground cracked open.

"Hahaha, you little thief is not dead this time? I will smash you into a meat pie." Tang Hao hit the place where Song Wuque fell a few more times, with a rumbling explosion and rocks piercing the air. And rise.

Song Wuque is dead?

of course not.

At this time, although the bones of his right arm were broken, two ribs were broken, and the spine at the back was also broken by a hammer, he was not dead.

The power of the medicine in the little red bottle on his body has not disappeared, and it is frantically repairing his injuries. The immortal breathing method has not stopped, providing him with endless vitality.

After he was smashed into the ground by Tang Hao, Song Wuque's fourth soul ring lit up.

The fourth soul skill: Earth element control.

He is like a fish in the water underground, moving without any hindrance.

However, due to the fracture of his sternum and spine, he had to experience severe pain that almost made him pass out every few meters he moved.

But he knew that he couldn't really pass out, otherwise he would really be finished today.

He bit the tip of his tongue and frantically dug deeper into the ground.

And Tang Hao was still smashing crazily on the ground.

Just the sound of the earth shaking and the energy aftermath caused Song Wuque to be injured a second time.

Song Wuque took out several small red bottles and poured them all into his mouth.

With the help of the medicine, Song Wuque burrowed into the soil for more than two miles, and then emerged from the bottom of a river bed.

With the help of the rushing river, he floated to the shore and found a boulder. He got under the boulder and then passed out completely.

……

Tang Hao was still beating the ground crazily.

The ground cracked due to his powerful beating and sank more than ten meters.

And the time for ring explosion is finally over.

The Clear Sky Hammer spirit disappeared, and Tang Hao sat weakly on the ground in a daze, completely exhausted.

He looked at the ground that had sunk more than ten meters, his eyes dull and empty.

After a moment, he held his chest, his throat sweetened, and finally said "Wow", and couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood is dark red and black, forming blood clots.

Old wounds plus new wounds.

No matter how strong your body is, you can't hold it back.

In just a moment, Tang Hao seemed to have aged several years.

There are more white hairs on the head.

……