Boom! Boom!
A gale howled.
Air currents slashed wildly at everything around them like invisible blades.
The dense forest of rolling terrain and towering ancient trees had become a dead wasteland.
Not a single tree remained standing for thousands of meters around.
Great swaths of earth had been churned up.
Enormous ravines crisscrossed the ground like savage mouths gaping open in the earth.
Bang!
Deafening explosions rang out without pause.
Two forces of black and red, both violent in the extreme, collided again and again in midair.
Tang Hao's burly figure hurtled backward through the air, beyond his control.
"Pfft!"
A great mouthful of blood burst from Tang Hao's lips.
He gasped for breath, his chest heaving. Shock spread across his weathered face.
Too strong!
This winged monster, shrouded in a towering crimson glow, was far more powerful than an ordinary Super Douluo!
Tang Hao's right hand trembled around the Clear Sky Hammer. The skin between his thumb and forefinger had already split, and blood wound its way down the handle.
He glared at the Slaughter King ahead.
"A mere Slaughter God dares act so brazenly before me, the Slaughter King?"
The Slaughter King hovered in the bloody mist, his scarlet cloak whipping wildly in the wind.
The Asura Blood Sword in his hand gave off a sickeningly thick stench of blood.
"In Slaughter City, I reign supreme!"
"And outside it, I can still grind you into mincemeat!"
His hoarse, shrill voice dripped with boundless arrogance and contempt.
Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His gaze turned cold and hard.
Something's wrong.
He was a level ninety-five Super Douluo, and he possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, the greatest tool Martial Soul in the world!
Against anyone of the same level, he was certain he would