Yu Xiaogang's Demise

Tang San's Fifth Soul Ring lit up, and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear condensed in his palm.

The spear tip aimed straight for the Demon Bear Douluo's throat. It was as fast as lightning and as unstoppable as a whirlwind.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Demon Bear Douluo snorted disdainfully.

He threw a punch with his right fist, which slammed into the gun.

"Bang!"

The Blue Silver Overlord Spear was deflected by the impact, Tang San's arm went numb, and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear almost flew out of his hand.

But he gritted his teeth, gripped the gun handle tightly, and with a flick of his left hand, several Blue Silver vines flew out from his palm and wrapped around the Demon Bear Douluo's feet.

Demon Bear Douluo stomped his foot hard, causing the ground to shake and the Blue Silver vines to break inch by inch.

Demon Bear Douluo is a power-type Titled Douluo; his strength is immense. Tang San's Blue Silver Vines are completely ineffective against him.

Tang San swept his Blue Silver Overlord Spear across again, aiming for the waist of Demon Bear Douluo.

Demon Bear Douluo neither dodged nor evaded, but crossed his arms in front of him and took the blow head-on.

"Clang!"

The gun slammed into his arm with a loud metallic clang.

The Demon Bear Douluo's body remained motionless, but Tang San was thrown back several steps by the recoil, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood flowed down the handle of the spear.

Tang San used all his skills, but could only slightly delay the Demon Bear Douluo's attack.

On the other hand, Yu Xiaogang wasn't so lucky.

Flender desperately defended against Ling Yuan Douluo's attacks.

But he was just an ordinary Soul Saint; how could he withstand the attack of Titled Douluo?

In just a few exchanges, Flender was already badly injured and unable to defend himself after being beaten by Ling Yuan Douluo.

Ghost Leopard Douluo was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Yu Xiaogang almost in the blink of an eye.

His figure flashed out from the black mist, his sharp claws reaching out straight for Yu Xiaogang's chest.

Yu Xiaogang himself was weak, only at level 29, and didn't even have time to react.

He stood there, staring blankly at the approaching claw, his eyes filled with bewilderment and disbelief.

"Puff!"

The sound of Ghost Leopard Douluo's claws piercing his body was dull and short.

Sharp claws pierced through his chest and emerged from his back, drawing out a string of bright red blood beads.

Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened abruptly, and his mouth opened.

Ghost Leopard Douluo withdrew his claws, Yu Xiaogang's body lost its support, collapsing limply to the ground.

His eyes were still open, filled with a blank and incredulous expression.

Yu Xiaogang never imagined that Bibi Dong would want to kill him.

I'm already a useless piece of trash, someone everyone has forgotten. Why would anyone bother trying to kill me?

Flender swooped down from the sky, landed beside Yu Xiaogang, knelt on the ground, and tremblingly reached out to hold Yu Xiaogang's head in his arms.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth; his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak.

"Xiaogang! Xiaogang!" Flender's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red.

Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled a few times, but he could no longer make a sound.

His breathing grew weaker and weaker, and finally, filled with confusion and resentment, it stopped completely.

Tang San didn't have time to see Yu Xiaogang's miserable state.

The Demon Bear Douluo's giant fist slammed down again, accompanied by a whistling wind and terrifying pressure.

Blue Silver shields rose up before me, one layer, two layers, three layers, four layers, five layers.

Tang San poured Soul Power into the Blue Silver Shield without reservation, and the Blue Silver Vines intertwined in front of him to form a thick barrier.

The Demon Bear Douluo's giant fist slammed into the shield.

"Boom!"

The shield shattered layer by layer.

Tang San was jolted back several steps, his whole body aching so much he could barely breathe.

A hint of surprise flashed in Demon Bear Douluo's eyes.

The resilience of this little Soul King far exceeded his expectations.

A full-force attack from a Titled Douluo was actually blocked by a Soul King using just a few blades of grass? Who would believe that?

Although Demon Bear Douluo did not use Soul Skills, the physical strength of Titled Douluo is something that ordinary Soul Masters cannot withstand.

It should be noted that even Titled Douluo like Tang Hao, who possesses a weapon-type Martial Soul, could use his physical strength to deliver a beating to Zhao Wuji, who is known for his strength, without using his Martial Soul.

Moreover, Demon Bear Douluo is Titled Douluo who has Martial Soul Possession.

But his surprise lasted only a moment.

The Demon Bear Douluo's second punch was already poised to strike, its power even more terrifying than before.

Tang San had no time to defend himself.

He immediately used the flight skill of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone to quickly dodge to the other side.

The Demon Bear Douluo's fist grazed his shoulder, and the force of the punch sent him flying backward.

Tang San's body flipped twice in the air before landing on one knee, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

"Third Brother!" Dugu Yan and the others' voices came from behind, tinged with sobs and anxiety.

They wanted to rush over and help.

"Don't come any closer! Back off! Protect yourselves!" Tang San's voice rose several octaves, carrying an unquestionable command.

He knew that this level of confrontation was beyond their capabilities.

Dugu Yan, Xiao Wu, Ye Lingling, and Shui Bing'er stood in the distance, their eyes filled with anxiety and worry.

Tang San took a deep breath, and with a thought, activated the Indestructible Thunder Heart.

The Soul Power that had just been exhausted was mostly restored within a few breaths. The injuries to the body were also healing rapidly, and the pain in the internal organs had lessened considerably.

But Tang San knew that if things continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Even if he used the Clear Sky Hammer, he would not be able to withstand the power of Titled Douluo.

Moreover, Ling Yuan and Ghost Leopard have also locked onto him; if the Demon Bear fails to capture him soon, they will likely make their move.

As the Demon Bear Douluo's third punch came crashing down, Tang San was forced to retreat step by step.

In the distance, Qian Renxue's golden eyes were also filled with anxiety and struggle.

The Snake Lance Douluo and the Porcupinefish Douluo were hiding not far away. As long as she gave the order, or if she rushed up to block them herself, they would rush out to rescue her.

But if that happened, his identity would be exposed, and all his years of infiltration would be for nothing.

But there was no time to hesitate. Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, opened her mouth, and prepared to give the order for a rescue.

At that very moment,

"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, like a thunderclap from the heavens, making everyone's eardrums ring and the ground beneath their feet tremble violently.

High in the sky, a bolt of Thunderclap cleaved the heavens, crashing down with a devastating force.

Two terrifying auras descended from the sky, making it difficult for the Demon Bear Douluo to breathe.

A massive black warhammer crashed down from the sky.

The hammer was jet black, with blue arcs of electricity crackling across its surface, radiating a chilling and oppressive aura.

The hammer fell from the sky, accompanied by a whistling wind and terrifying pressure, like a meteorite flying from outer space.

Its target is none other than Demon Bear Douluo.

Demon Bear Douluo had no choice but to interrupt his attack and quickly dodge backward.

"Boom!!"

The hammer slammed into the ground between Demon Bear Douluo and Tang San, creating a crater several meters in diameter in the hard rock.

The Demon Bear Douluo was forced back several steps by the shockwave, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

His expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were filled with fear.

As a power-type Titled Douluo, his greatest pride lies in his strength and defense.

But the force of that hammer blow far exceeded his expectations.

If that hammer had struck him, his Demon Bear body might not have been able to withstand it.

"Who? Who is it?"

The Demon Bear Douluo's voice carried a hint of fear as he looked around, searching for the unknown enemy.

The other Titled Douluo also stopped what they were doing, their eyes all turning to the giant black hammer.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were the first to react, sensing the oppressive force emanating from the hammer.

The two exclaimed simultaneously, "The Clear Sky Hammer!"