Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

"Minor repair..."

Tang San grasped the placket of his shirt with one hand and pressed hard until his knuckles turned white, and that Junya gentle face was full of pain and despair.

"Minor repair..."

He called in a low voice, turbulent tears dripping down his cheeks to the ground, drop by drop containing unspeakable despair.

"Minor repair..."

Minor repairs, you are waiting for me, waiting for me to meet tomorrow, do your best to kill Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong. When I have handled all the responsibilities, I will come over with you.

"Minor repair..."

Minor repair, wait for me, don't go too fast so that I can't catch up.

"Minor repair..."

Minor repair, you must wait for me, I will be with you soon. From now on, we can continue to be together.

In the early morning of the next day, the door of the discussion hall slowly opened under the attention of the public, and Tang San walked out of it, his white clothes fluttered and his expression calm, but his eyes were silent.

"Little San/Third Brother..." Tang Hao and others stood at the door, and when they saw Tang San coming out, everyone called out subconsciously.

"I'm fine." Tang San smiled gently at them, but there was no gleam in his blue eyes.

The blue light rolled up everyone's body, as if being lifted up by a huge wave, and everyone rose into the air at the same time. It's just a breathing room that they have appeared out of thin air at the head of Jialing Pass.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar had lost their spirit power, the Life and Death Gu had disappeared, and he had no possibility of doing it again.

This one is the final battle.

Tang San looked at the Martial Spirit Empire camp in the distance, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up. The smile that was clearly indistinguishable from usual made people tremble from the bottom of his heart.

Because those eyes are too cold.

The dead silence is full of chills.

"Xiaoxiu, wait for me." Tang San murmured as he drew his fingertips across the red rope, and finally glanced at the people behind him, before he flew to death and rushed into the air.

At the same time, two figures emerged from the opposite Wuhun Empire barracks.

"Tang San, you're not dead?" Bibi Dong looked horrified, but Qian Renxue let out a sigh of relief.

Tang San looked at her faintly, and slowly shook his head, "No, I'm already dead."

His heart is dead, and only the responsibility on his shoulders supports him to persevere.

Bibi Dong's face was puzzled, but Qian Renxue was dazed, as if thinking of something.

Everyone on the wall knew Tang San's unfinished words, and the girls couldn't help but blush.

Tang San spread his palms flat, and the Seagod’s Eight Wings behind them quietly merged into a pair of huge golden wings. The brilliant and brilliant Seagod Trident appeared in his hand, and the blue-gold trident seemed to have a purple light on its body. circulation.

The trident pointed diagonally to Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, who were also wearing **** costumes. Tang San's expression was calm, his thoughts moved, his spiritual thoughts overflowed, and the transparent and clear spiritual thoughts merged with the faith of countless seagod people, giving Bibi Donghe Qian Renxue brought pressure that shouldn't exist.

Bibi Dong's heart shuddered, and Tang San now actually surpassed himself and Qian Renxue in realm, Luo Sha and the angel spirits unexpectedly showed a flaw in his body under the pressure of his spiritual thoughts.

Bibi Dong stopped talking and went to war directly, the overwhelming purple and black evil aura rushed towards Tang San, Qian Renxue also turned into a huge long sword and stabbed towards Tang San.

There was a touch of sarcasm on Tang San's face, and the trident shuddered, a circle of golden halo swept towards Qian Renxue, and the Seagod Trident directly greeted Bibi Dong's Raksha Scythe.

Tang San, who had died once, was already higher than Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue in the realm of gods. This also increased his winning rate by 10%, but it was only 10%.

The power of God is not just the effect of 11=2.

But Tang San would not easily admit defeat.

Behind him are the lives of thousands of soul masters, countless families, and his relatives and partners.

Moreover, his life was obtained in exchange for minor repairs.

Therefore, he cannot lose even more.

The fighting in the air was fierce and ferocious. At the head of Jialing Pass, everyone's heart raised their throats. They seemed to have seen the scene that was about to repeat three days ago, even though Tang San's realm had improved by 10% at this time. It was also clear that Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had temporarily eliminated their barriers, and were no longer fighting separately, but actually joining hands to fight Tang San together.

There was a strong unwillingness and pain in everyone's eyes.

Tang San severely wounded Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong vomited blood. Before he was happy, they watched Tang San surrounded by the purple and black resentment of the Raksha God. There was no extra power to resist the angel God Qian Renxue. The huge angelic sword gradually taking shape.

"No..." Despair appeared in the expressions of everyone on the wall.

Tang San used the divine power of the Seagod to force the Rakshasa divine power out of his body, facing the golden angel divine sword in Qian Renxue's hand, his expression was extremely calm, even a little relieved.

He has tried his best and has a clear conscience for the last sentence he can say.

In that case, he can also go to see Xiaoxiu.

Seeing the angel divine sword burning the real fire of the sun flying towards him, a faint smile appeared on Tang San's face.

"Little three!" "Three brothers!"

Everyone on the wall was crying.

Desperate and tragic emotions spread within Jialing Pass. All the soldiers clenched their weapons with red eyes, and Xue Beng stood in front of them with a sad expression.

Tiandou military orders, Tang San died, and the soldiers committed suicide.

They would rather die than be tortured and insulted by the spirit masters of the Wuhun Empire.

Xue Beng raised his head and glanced at the sky, his voice trembled and pained, "Heaven Dou belongs, I order you in the name of Emperor Tian Dou...what is that!"

Xue Beng's exclamation was particularly clear on the silent city wall, and everyone subconsciously shifted their attention from Tang San. When they saw a small black spot in the distant sky, their pupils shrank sharply.

"That's..." Tang Hao muttered in disbelief.

"Is it him? Is it him!" Xiao Wu wiped away her tears to make herself see more clearly. She laughed and cried, her voice full of excitement, "He's not dead! Isn't he!"

"Xiao Xiu didn't die!" The tourmaline's hand was firmly grasping the stone on the city wall, the tender skin was worn through by the rough stone and a little blood leaked out, but he didn't realize it, just staring at the gradually approaching. Silhouette.

Oscar roared hoarsely, "He's not dead for a small repair!"

Xue Beng was confused, but he felt so excited when he saw them, staring at the flying figure with wide eyes.

butterfly. Overwhelming butterflies.

The turquoise butterfly is as delicate and small as carved from flawless jasper, but it is more agile and beautiful than jasper.

The countless Bidie flew close around a young man.

A pair of gorgeous and huge butterfly wings flapped, driving the youth to come here quickly.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the young man appearing on the wall of Jialing Pass. He bowed his head and smiled at the crowd, his face was beautiful but pale, and his expression was a bit tired. He waved his hand to let countless blue butterflies fall lightly, while he flapped his butterfly wings straight into the sky.

"Xiao Xiu is back..." Ning Rongrong murmured, covering his face, "Xiao Xiu really didn't die! He's back..."

They were so excited that they couldn't say anything else. After the desperate grief was the excitement of Shen Xiu returning alive. The complex emotions filled their hearts, making them choked with tears.

The overwhelming delicate Bidie fell, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help reaching out to touch it. A Bidie perched on her lush white fingertips, and it immediately turned into a soft green light and melted into the body.

The tense spirit became relaxed and soft under the soothing of the green light, and all the fatigue was washed away, leaving only a soft warmth.

She subconsciously raised her head to look to the sky, and saw the youth leaping into the man's arms with attachment, her face full of nostalgia and affection.

Minor repair...