One Punch Kill!

"Little bastard, die!" Tang Ling's eyes were bloodshot. Suppressing the backlash from his shattered Martial Soul Avatar, he swung the massive hammer in his hand down at Jiang Lan's head.

"Old bastard, you're the one who should die!" Blood streamed from Jiang Lan's nose and mouth. The skin across his body was cracked, crimson blood continuously pouring out and staining his clothes red. The immense Soul Power comparable to that of a Soul Sage had wreaked havoc inside him, rupturing several of his meridians and inflicting considerable damage upon his internal organs.

Fortunately, Jiang Lan's Third Soul Skill was continuously taking effect, rapidly healing the injuries within his body.

However, as long as Jiang Lan did not vent the immense Soul Power accumulated within him, even if the wounds inside his body healed, he would be injured again by the overwhelming Soul Power comparable to that of a Soul Sage.

The dull, flaying pain inside his body completely stirred the ferocity of the warrior blood running through Jiang Lan's bones.

"Die!" Jiang Lan's face twisted savagely as the vast Soul Power within him erupted in full. His fist slammed toward Tang Ling's descending Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Ling's Martial Soul Avatar had been shattered, and he had entered a weakened state. His strength had already been cut in half.

Furthermore, Jiang Lan's First Soul Skill, Starlight Strike, had successfully triggered its additional effect of removing buffs. For the next two minutes, all of this old rat's Soul Skill damage would not exceed 20% of their original power.

Simply put, Tang Ling's attack possessed only one-tenth of its peak power.

Even so, one-tenth of a Peak Eight-Ring Soul Douluo's strength was still comparable to the full-force strike of a Soul Emperor.

If it had been an ordinary Three-Ring Soul Elder, this