"Yaozhu!" Tang Hao grew anxious at the sight, and his spearwork faltered a little more.
It was not that he cared about Leng Yaozhu.
Rather, once Leng Yaozhu was defeated, would he not have to face both of them focusing their attacks on him?
But that moment of disorder disrupted the rhythm of his aura, exposing an opening.
A cold gleam flashed in Yun Ming's eyes. The Phoenix Fire-Tipped Spear abruptly accelerated and pierced Tang Hao's left shoulder.
Squelch!
Blood streamed out.
Tang Hao let out a muffled groan, driven back step after step by the force of that thrust.
At the wound in his left shoulder, Phoenix Flame burned wildly, sending stabs of pain through even his soul.
Yun Ming alone had easily suppressed both Tang Hao and Leng Yaozhu.
Nor did he intend to stop. Opportunities like this were rare; if he missed it, who knew how long he would have to wait for the next one?
He had to weaken Tang Hao as much as possible.
Until he found a way to separate his soul and return to his original body, Tang Hao could not die, but neither could he be allowed to live too comfortably.
Yun Ming would make him wish he were dead.
A terrifying aura immediately erupted from Yun Ming as he prepared to deliver a fatal blow to Tang Hao.
Just then, a figure among the distant clouds could no longer hold back.
The Douluo Federation had entered the fray.
The newcomer was none other than the Quasi-God Yue Tian Douluo, Guan Yue.
He had been hiding in the shadows, observing this battle.
Too many upheavals had struck Shrek Academy lately, and his senior brother had suffered one injury after another.
But he had happened to be in seclusion, unable to spare himself