"The Clear Sky Hammer!"
"How do you have the Clear Sky Hammer?!"
Tang Hao sucked in a breath of cold air and cried out in shock.
He was absolutely certain that the King of Slaughter before him possessed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.
"Die!" The King of Slaughter snorted coldly, his gaze unwavering, utterly unaffected by Tang Hao's words.
The enormous Clear Sky Hammer in his hand pointed straight at Tang Hao, while nine Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Even his Soul Ring configuration is no weaker than mine!
Could he... could he be Ancestor Tang Chen...?
Impossible. Ancestor Tang Chen disappeared so long ago. If he really were Ancestor Tang Chen, why wouldn't he return to the sect?
Tang Hao's pupils abruptly contracted, and towering waves of shock surged through his heart.
In his memory, only Tang Chen met those conditions.
But hadn't the ancestor vanished many years ago? Was this man really him? Tang Hao found it difficult to believe.
At that moment, however, the King of Slaughter gave him little time to think. In an instant, he appeared before Tang Hao and brought his massive Clear Sky Hammer crashing down without any flourish.
Tang Hao reacted extremely quickly as well, hurriedly swinging his Clear Sky Hammer to counterattack.
He even employed the Seventy-Two Route Hammer Technique to bolster his strength.
He was confident that he could put up a fight even against a level 97 Titled Douluo!
Boom!
The two enormous Clear Sky Hammers collided with a deafening crash.
Many people were already clutching their ears in pain.
Thud, thud, thud...
Tang Hao staggered backward, step after step.
A single exchange made it clear who was stronger!
Such tremendous force! Tang Hao's pupils abruptly contracted, his