Justice Falls from Heaven

Tang Lie bore the brunt of it. The Clear Sky Hammer had barely been raised when the spear tip struck the very center of its head.

With a crisp crack, spiderweb-like fractures spread across the hammer's surface. Every bone in Tang Lie's right arm shattered, and he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, blood spraying from his mouth. Before he could hit the ground, the whirling spear wind tore him into scraps that scattered across the sky.

Tang Qingqing was horrified and turned to flee, but the dragon-shaped Spear Intent was too fast. Like a black bolt of lightning, it pierced through his back and burst out through his chest.

He lowered his head and saw the hollow in his chest. Then he looked up at the bright moon on the horizon, his lips moving slightly, but he could no longer make a sound.

His whole body tipped forward, crashing heavily onto the barren shore, never to rise again.

Tang Ziyi gathered all his strength to raise a curtain of water, trying to block the crazed dragon-shaped Spear Intent.

Yet the water curtain lasted less than a breath before the spear tip ripped it into mist that filled the air.

Yang Guyun emerged from the water mist, and his spear tip swept across Tang Ziyi's neck. Before Tang Ziyi could even feel the pain, he had already lost consciousness.

Tang Fangrui fell to his knees and looked up at Yang Guyun. His lips trembled as he tried to say something, but all he spat out was a breath mixed with bloody froth.

Yang Guyun gave him no chance. The spear tip fell, and all things returned to silence.

The wind still blew, but those four once-arrogant Title Douluo had vanished without leaving even a trace behind.