Douluo's Ice Winged Angel

"Is this what you rely on?"

The three extreme mark attacks, if it were someone else, would indeed have a surprising effect, but they were of no use in front of Qian Guyue.

When Dai Mubai on the side saw this scene, his expression changed when he saw Tang San, "Good guy, if you don't tell me about such an attack, it seems that we have changed."

But what frightened Dai Mubai even more was Qian Guyue's strength. The attack was impressive at first glance, but Qian Guyue dispersed it with a wave of his hand. Looking at Tang San's removed arm, this made him Dai Mubai looked scared.

Even though he had the Rakshasa inheritance, Dai Mubai still felt frightened at this moment.

"Lord Poseidon! Lord Poseidon!" Tang San kept kicking his legs to get away from Qian Guyue, while still frantically contacting Poseidon.

"Don't even think about contacting Poseidon. He can't even protect himself now. How can he still care about you?"

"Impossible! I am the inheritor of the great Lord Poseidon, the only twin martial soul in the world. Lord Poseidon will never give up on me!" Tang San shouted hoarsely, looking at Qian Guyue, trying to use his voice to dispel his fear.

"Poseidon?" Qian Guyue's eyes were full of disdain when she heard this, "It seems that he didn't tell you the truth."

"He is no longer a sea god, but a lake god. Oh, he won't even be a lake god anymore." When Tang San died, Poseidon's last source of faith was broken. He must have been able to fight.

"But don't worry, after you go down, I believe he will go down to accompany you soon."

"No! Don't!" Tang San looked at the approaching Qian Guyue, his eyes full of fear, "I still have the great cause of reviving the Tang Clan, and the hatred of my parents. I can't die yet! I can't die!"

Tang San screamed at the top of his lungs and looked at Qian Guyue with a ferocious expression. When he thought that all his misfortunes were caused by this person in front of him, the resentment in Tang San's heart couldn't help but soar.

"Tangmen? Your Bashu Tangmen?"

"You, how do you know?" Hearing this, Tang San calmed down, and looking at Qian Guyue's purple eyes, Tang San felt a chill go down his spine.

He didn't even tell his father about this matter. This was his biggest secret. How did Qian Guyue know about it?

Could it be that he was also from the Bashu Tang Clan, or was he a hostile force of the Tang Clan at that time?

"Or are you saying that because you are dissatisfied with the sect's rules, you secretly stole the so-called Taoist supreme skill in the sect, Xuantian Gong?"

"When did the threshold for Taoism become so low that a group of sects who only secretly use poison and throw away gadgets dare to call themselves Taoists?"

"Where did you place Wudang Mountain and the Five Mountains?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, you probably haven't even gone out to the mountain gate." Qian Guyue saw the confusion in Tang San's eyes, good guy, this is still a homebody who concentrates on staying at home. He has probably run the longest distance. It was from being chased by the elders in the sect to the cliff of Guijianchou.

"You, are you also from the Bashu Tang Clan?" Tang San asked Qian Guyue expectantly. At this time, Tang San's originally gray heart returned to color again. If Qian Guyue is really from the Bashu Tang Clan, If he is a human being, then he, Tang San, is still sure to survive. After all, in terms of mastering the Xuantian Technique and the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, Tang San is confident that no one can match him except those elders.

Qian Guyue frowned slightly when she heard this. Did she think that she was a member of the Bashu Tang Clan? I tried to escape through this identity, but unfortunately, I was not the one.

"No. I can't afford it." It's not that I look down on you, Tang Clan, I just look down on you a little bit.

"What about you? Do you have any last words?" Qian Guyue looked at Dai Mubai who was lying aside.

"I want to live, okay?" Dai Mubai shrugged. He didn't have any hope in this statement, he just expressed his innermost thoughts.

"Can."

"Huh? What did you say?" Dai Mubai looked at Qian Guyue with a face full of disbelief. Did he hear it correctly? This person really agreed?

"You two fight, whoever wins gets to live."

Qian Guyue said this and retreated with the others, leaving the stage to the two of them.

"Start quickly or you won't survive."

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with a smile on his face. Tang San's right arm was broken, and it was not treated in time. As a result, Tang San was now pale and a little confused due to excessive blood loss. On the other hand, He was in good condition, but it was not easy to defeat a severely disabled Tang San.

Don’t worry, Xiaosan, today next year, I will burn paper for you.

Tang San naturally heard Qian Guyue's words, and one of them could survive.

In his current state, even if Dai Mubai gives him an arm or a leg, he cannot win. And the only way is to pretend and use his weak appearance to confuse Dai Mubai. Let him relax his guard, and then seize the opportunity to kill him with a wave of hidden weapons.

"Haha, it seems that only one of us can leave alive today, Boss Dai." Tang San stood up unsteadily and stepped back, "Boss Dai, let me live, I will avenge you, I still have Poseidon The inheritance is here, if you want me to become a god, I will definitely resurrect you in the future."

Dai Mubai laughed disdainfully when he heard this. He had been classmates with Tang San for two years. Dai Mubai thought he could still see clearly what kind of person Tang San was. He was selfish, sinister, and open-minded. Narrow-minded, only I hurt others, and others are not allowed to hurt me. He often talks about "you have a way to kill yourself," but for so long, I haven't seen him kill the person who has a way to kill him.

Moreover, after being a classmate for so many years, he knew very well what methods he had, but now that he was in a severely disabled state, he didn't know whether he could use them. The only things he needed were Tang San's hidden weapons and poison.

"Sorry, mistress, I want to live too." Dai Mubai shook his head helplessly, "Don't worry, I will personally offer incense for you in the future."

"So, you'd better die!" Dai Mubai exploded and rushed towards Tang San, the cold light from a pair of tiger claws pointed directly at Tang San's neck.

Facing the sudden explosion of Dai Mubai, Tang San's expression changed, and then he suppressed his physical discomfort and stepped on the ghostly shadow to dodge to the side. Now if he was touched by Dai Mubai, he would die.

"Don't run, mistress, let's enjoy this moment!" Dai Mubai laughed loudly. He was possessed by the improved white tiger martial spirit of Rakshasa, and a cold, murderous aura filled the air from Dai Mubai.

When Tang San felt this breath, his expression changed drastically, the breath of God!

Dai Mubai, like him, has a divine examination, and it seems that his martial spirit has been evolved by the gods.