The Great Tang: World Martial God

The indifferent words were slowly spoken by Tang Hao.

A hint of surprise flashed in the bloodshot eyes of the Prince of Tubo, and an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

Does Tang Hao still have reservations?

This... is not his limit?

hiss.

The crowd in the stands took a breath.

Li Hui sat at the front of the stand, slightly relieved his tight body, and secretly exhaled, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and said to his heart.

"This kid is so scary!"

The people who stood up also slowly sat down at this time.

The blow in that instant just now made many people feel terrified.

At this moment, seeing Tang Hao completely resisting this move, he pressed his heart a little and cheered Tang Hao.

"Tang County is great!"

"Fight back! Fight back! Defeat the Tubo prince!"

In a corner of the stands, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the ring.

The face that had only been bloodless, finally had a little blush.

It's just that the tension hasn't completely receded from the heart, a pair of jade hands still clenched their fists tightly across the chest.

This woman is the protagonist of the protagonist.

Princess Changle.

As a member of the young talents of Datang, Princess Changle also certainly hopes that this time of martial arts competition will bring Datang back.

In this way, Datang can openly reject the Tubo group, without having to drop any tongue.

More importantly, the powerful Datang can save face.

And Tang Hao was the last hope of this competition.

A violent shout on the stage immediately made the petite woman nervous again.

A pair of beautiful eyes focused on the stage again.

Tang Hao narrowed his smile, the turbulent power instantly concentrated between his arms, and his domineering and mighty voice blasted loudly.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, the silver spear whispered and the long spear pushed out horizontally.

The prince of Tubo, who was still in shock, suddenly felt a mighty torrent of force coming from the spear.

At this moment, the huge body couldn't help taking four or five steps back.

The tail of the spear suddenly slammed to the ground, before stabilizing his figure and unloading this majestic force.

next moment.

A thunder blasted, and a majestic voice swept through.

"watch out!"

With this shout, Tang Hao stepped towards the ring between his feet, and a pit was stamped on the wooden floor in an instant.

A figure resembling a cheetah shot out, towards the prince of Tubo who had just stabilized the figure.

The figure in front of him moved suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, a silver snake had already stabbed in front of him.

The prince of Tubo felt his blood clotting and his heart beat suddenly.

In the cold light, the prince of Tubo's face suddenly changed, a touch of terror appeared in his eyes, and he subconsciously dragged the iron spear in his hand across his chest.

boom.

There was a loud metal crash.

The silver spear pierced the iron spear.

As the sparks shot in all directions, the straight iron spear bends at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In both hands, the backward elastic force suddenly increased with the collision of the silver gun.

The prince of Tubo turned backwards, and under the immense strength, he rolled for two weeks before he could stand steady.

While rolling in embarrassment, the prince of Tubo stretched out his right hand to support the ring, half kneeling on the ground.

The sharp crackling sound in the ear was getting closer, and the prince of Tubo Yu Guang glanced away.

A sharp blade broke through the air and hit his neck.

The cold blade is faint, like a deadly sword of death.

Almost at the same time, a picture of the prince of Tubo flashed in his mind with blood splashing and his head falling.

At this moment, fear came!

The Tubo prince's face turned pale, the corners of his eyes twitched constantly, his lips trembled in terror, and the cold blade that was galloping reflected in his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

The suffocating haze of death filled my heart, strangling his neck.

Huh.

The blade stopped suddenly.

There was a burst of chill from the neck, and a line of blood oozes from the red blood, which slowly flowed down from the blade and the neck.

"you lose."

Tang Hao's quiet voice came from above his head.

The prince of Tubo was shaking slightly, turning his head stiffly, and caught a glimpse of the gunman sticking to his neck.

Trembling inhaling a faint fishy wind, and screaming with difficulty, the prince of Tubo slowly raised his eyes.

When he entered his eyes, Tang Hao was holding a gun in one hand, his face was frosty, and his eyes were cold.

Meeting those eyes, a fear from the depths of the heart struck again, and the scene of staring at each other in the hall flashed in his mind again.

At this moment, the figure in front of him was so terrible that he dared not look directly.

The Tubo prince murmured his lips, unable to say a word.

Huh.

The silver gun was collected.

The chill spread from the neck.

After a walk in front of the Guimen Gate, the prince of Tubo, who recovered his life, sat slumped on the ring, gasping for breath.

"Shrimp soldiers and miscellaneous fishes dare to make times in Datang Imperial City! Don't weigh yourself a few catties or two."

A cold voice came from Tang Hao's back.

Hearing this voice, the prince of Tubo, who was sitting on the ground, trembled.

If it weren't for the person in front of him to be merciful, I'm afraid that at this moment, he is already in the blood-spattered ring, and his head is in a different place.

The unfathomable force only made people chill, and he never dared to say a hard word again.

The Tubo prince tremblingly picked up the iron spear, only to realize that his hands and feet were already weak at this moment, and he could no longer stand up.