While Tang Chen and Bo Saixi were fighting, Tang San was not idle either.
Relying on the might of the Asura Divine Sword and his own strength as a level ninety-five Super Douluo, he began exchanging fierce blows with Spirit Hall's five Super Douluo.
The Third Worship, Azure Luan Douluo; the Fourth Worship, Mighty Lion Douluo; the Fifth Worship, Guang Ling Douluo; the Sixth Worship, Thousand Jun Douluo; and the Seventh Worship, Falling Devil Douluo.
All five were peak experts with Soul Power no lower than level ninety-six. At this moment, they formed an encirclement, trapping Tang San in the center.
Thunderous explosions shook heaven and earth as the blood-red Asura Divine Sword cleaved through the sky.
It collided with the wind blades and sonic waves of the Azure Luan Divine Bird, the berserk waves of flame from the Blazing Flame Lion, Guang Ling's icy light blades, and the fierce crushing strikes of the twin Coiling Dragon Staffs, kicking up dust that filled the sky.
"Spirit Hall's lapdogs dare run wild in my Star Luo Empire!"
Tang San's voice was icy and piercing. The killing intent on the Asura Divine Sword had nearly solidified, freezing the surrounding air into frost.
His Purple Demon Eye flickered with a ghostly gleam, allowing him to see every movement of the five Super Douluo with perfect clarity.
Azure Luan Douluo's agile attack movements were elusive and unpredictable, while his wind-elemental soul skills followed like a shadow.
Mighty Lion Douluo's powerful attack stance was incomparably domineering, and his flame martial soul carried an innate suppressive effect.
Guang Ling Douluo's dual-element ice-and-light soul skills were tricky and vicious, every feather carrying a chill that seemed capable of tearing space apart.
Thousand Jun and Falling Devil Douluo wielded Coiling Dragon Staffs. The brothers' auras were connected, their