"Kill, kill, kill!"
Even trapped deep in a nightmare, Tang Hao relied on his keen perception of killing intent and forcibly swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hands at the fiery meteors raining down from the sky.
"Ah Yin!"
On the other side, tears filled Tang Xiao's fierce eyes. He had already sunk deep into a nightmare, lost in old dreams and unable to break free for a long time!
Bang, bang, bang!
With nothing but his lone, desperate courage, Tang Hao managed to defend them both. Within thirty feet, one man could stand against a nation.
"Ninth Soul Skill-Golden Sacred Sword!"
Ge Long's ninth soul ring flared and rose, and a golden sacred sword stretched across the sky.
This was a sacred sword as heavy as a mountain!
Unlike the Angel God's sacred sword, this sacred sword contained terrifying might.
This was a greatsword, a sword of strength!
"Cleave!"
A heavy sword needed no edge; true mastery needed no ornament!
The sword descended from the heavens, aimed straight at Tang Hao.
If that sacred sword truly struck Tang Hao, he would certainly end up in pieces scattered here and there.
"Kill!"
With bloodshot eyes, Tang Hao chose to meet it head-on.
The Clear Sky Hammer collided with the sacred sword, and terrifying soul power pressure instantly spread in every direction.
The shock wave from their clash shattered rocks, grass, and trees, instantly reducing them to fine dust swirling through the air!
"You're a spent bolt from a crossbow, yet you still dare boast of courage!"
"To be honest, forcing me this far is an achievement all your own."
Ge Long had never expected Tang Hao to be so difficult to kill. A mere Soul Douluo had withstood two of his killing blows head-on. He was practically superhuman!
"**Ninth