Chapter 213 Qin Ke
"hateful!"
When Tang San heard this, his expression instantly turned gloomy, as if water could drip out of it.
He knew that every word the other party said was an indisputable fact.
At this moment, there is very little soul power left in his body, as weak as a candle in the wind.
Even wanting to release the most basic first soul skill has become an unattainable luxury for him now.
What's more, what if he could use that astonishingly powerful hundred thousand year soul skill again?
However, Tang San did not admit defeat.
Although his soul power was almost exhausted, he was by no means powerless to fight back.
You know, in addition to those amazing soul skills, he also has hidden weapon skills that are enough to scare the enemy!
Over the years, he has relied on his superb hidden weapon skills to defeat countless powerful opponents.
In the rigorous test not long ago, a soul beast with terrifying strength and 90,000 years of cultivation had been severely damaged by his hidden weapon.
He is just a Titled Douluo, how can he be compared with the physical defense of a 90,000-year-old soul beast?
Thinking of this, the corners of Tang San's mouth slightly lifted up, outlining an extremely cold smile. This smile seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, making people shudder.
Then he slowly raised his right hand, and his index finger and middle finger were tightly together, like an extremely sharp dagger.
Then, without hesitation, he thrust his hand forward, his movements were as fast as lightning and with an unstoppable momentum!
In an instant, two dazzling red lights were seen like lightning, flying straight towards Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo at an astonishing speed.
Ju Douluo's heart skipped a beat, and his powerful perception instantly made him realize that the things contained in the two red lights were just two drops of seemingly ordinary blood.
However, an extremely strong sense of crisis surged into his heart like a tide, and his intuition told him that this seemingly ordinary blood bead definitely concealed a deadly threat!
Without any hesitation, Ju Douluo made a prompt decision and quickly moved to try to avoid the sudden attack.
However, the speed of the red light was so fast that it was beyond imagination. It was approaching him in the blink of an eye, leaving him no time to make any effective evasive action.
At the critical moment, Ju Douluo had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold the Qirong Tongtian Ju in his hand horizontally in front of him, hoping to rely on its powerful defense to withstand Tang San's mysterious, treacherous and unpredictable fierce attack.
There was only a loud bang, and it seemed as if the entire space was shaking due to the huge impact force.
The two red lights hit the strange chrysanthemum hard, and instantly there was a deafening roar that resounded through the sky.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo only felt a surge of overwhelming force coming and directly hitting their chests.
At this moment, the two men felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer. They felt a heart-wrenching pain in their chests and a fishy and sweet smell in their throats. They could no longer suppress it and opened their mouths to spurt out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Immediately afterwards, under the influence of this terrifying force, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's bodies flew backwards uncontrollably like kites with broken strings that had lost control.
With two dull crashes, they fell heavily to the ground, creating two deep pits and raising a cloud of dust.
A violent cough broke the originally tense atmosphere.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were pale as paper, their bodies trembling, and it took a lot of effort for them to slowly get up from the ground with great difficulty.
At this moment, they were in a miserable state. The soul energy in their bodies was like a surging wave that had lost control and was rushing through their meridians in chaos and disorder.
Their bodies were covered in blood, their clothes were torn beyond recognition, and blood continued to seep out from the wounds, staining a large area of the ground red.
Where can we still see the arrogant and domineering look he had at the beginning?
Seeing that Ju and Ghost Douluo were actually at a disadvantage, Xue Qinghe, who had been sitting still, could no longer remain calm.
He knew very well that if he could not successfully eliminate Emperor Xue Ye and the people around him today, then the plan that the Spirit Hall had carefully planned for many years would fail.
If this happens, he will surely be faced with the most severe punishment from the Spirit Hall, and the consequences will be unimaginable!
Thinking of this, Xue Qinghe gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk.
So, like a ghost, he took advantage of everyone's inattention and tiptoed towards where Emperor Xue Ye and the other person were.
However, how could Xue Qinghe's every move escape the sharp eyes of Emperor Xue Ye?
When he saw that his usually well-behaved and filial son had the audacity to come alone to assassinate him, Emperor Xue Ye was instantly furious. His eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, and he roared, "You rebellious son, how dare you commit such an unjust crime as patricide and brother killing? When the situation outside has calmed down, I will definitely torture you to death, cut you into pieces, to vent my hatred!"
After hearing the other party's harsh words, Xue Qinghe's expression also became fierce, and he shouted coldly word by word: "Humph, I really want to know how someone as confused and incompetent as you could ascend to the supreme throne? You can't even recognize your own flesh and blood!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Qinghe waved his hand violently, and the camouflage light on his body dissipated like broken ice.
As the light faded, his true face gradually revealed itself to everyone.
When everyone looked closely, they saw that Xue Qinghe's originally elegant and handsome face suddenly began to move violently.
His muscles were twisted and his bones were deformed, and it was creepy as if countless small insects were crawling under his skin.
After a while, the face finally stopped changing, but what appeared in front of everyone was an unremarkable unfamiliar face.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Xue Ye was surprised and happy, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated.
Because he found that the prince, whom he had always trusted, did not betray him.
But he was more angry and worried. He stared with wide eyes and questioned the stranger in front of him with hatred: "Who are you? Where is my Qinghe? Where did my prince go?"
Although he was secretly glad that the prince did not betray him, Emperor Xue Ye knew very well that the other party dared to impersonate Xue Qinghe so boldly, which meant that the real Xue Qinghe was likely in danger, or even very likely to have been killed by the Spirit Hall.
As a father, how could he not worry about the safety of his child?
(End of this chapter)