"You brat, weren't you already dead? Why have you suddenly popped up again?"
Tang San had no mind to answer him. The hidden weapons in his hands kept flying out.
From what had just happened, Tang San knew he was no match for this man, so he chose to wear him down from a distance.
However, Tang San staying away from Bat Douluo did not mean Bat Douluo would stay away from him.
Bat Douluo waved his hand and killed Tang Hao on the ground. Then his body flashed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was before Tang San. He struck Tang San with a slap.
Tang San was sent flying, then crashed heavily onto the ground.
Bat Douluo's third soul ring flashed.
A wave of sound suddenly exploded through the cave.
Caught unprepared, Di yihong's mind went blank for an instant. Though the moment was brief, in a battle between experts, that was enough to cost someone their life.
Di yihong could not help feeling a lingering fear. He could revive anyone at will, but he could not revive himself.
If he died, then he would truly be dead.
In only an instant, Tang San and Tang Hao had all the blood in their bodies drained by Bat Douluo. Bat Douluo finally turned his gaze toward Di yihong.
"Brat, you managed to withstand our Demonic Sound. It seems your cultivation is not weak either. Looks like I really need to have some fun with you."
With that, Bat Douluo appeared directly before Di yihong and seized his throat with one hand.
"Brat, it's your turn now."
Hearing that, Di yihong sneered.
"Who dies is still uncertain."
As his words fell, the Destruction Scepter in Di yihong's hand stabbed straight at Bat Douluo.
Bat Douluo reacted swiftly