NOVEL WEB Chapter 92: The violent abuse of Tang Hao, a loving father and a filial son
"bass!"
There was a soft sound, and the cold light had arrived.
"on the left!"
Seeing the white light coming, Tang Hao, who was always in a tense state of mind, did not hesitate at all.
Facing the direction of the sword light, he instantly swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand with all his strength.
However, when the giant hammer and sword light collided hard.
But he was horrified to find that the white light was just an illusion and disappeared in an instant.
The huge power he imagined didn't come again, and a glance from the corner of his eye that seemed to make him feel something suddenly made Tang Hao's heart feel a little colder than before.
"No! This is an afterimage!"
"on the right!"
Qin Shiyuan's ghostly figure appeared on his right side at some point.
The long sword as white as snow in his hand had already trembled slightly and made a sword sound, and it was handed directly towards him.
The advantage of the Clear Sky Hammer is that it is powerful and heavy, but it also has a disadvantage, that is, it is not flexible enough.
Turning the hammer around at this time is tantamount to the aircraft carrier turning its head and seeking death.
The only thing Tang Hao could do was to follow the previous strength and lift the tail of the hammer handle.
He tried to use the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer to block Qin Shiyuan's sword.
"boom!"
There was a dull crashing sound, and the collision between metals suddenly caused huge sparks.
The handle of the Clear Sky Hammer indeed helped Tang Hao block the sword, but Qin Shiyuan's mouth showed a hint of deep disdain.
He turned his wrist and the mortal sword instantly changed from stabbing to chopping.
The snow-white sword body rested on the black hammer handle, causing sparks to fly.
Black and white rubbed against each other, and the sword edge went straight towards Tang Hao's hands holding the handle of the hammer.
"not good!"
Qin Shiyuan's sudden change of attack caught Tang Hao off guard.
He only had time to stare wide-eyed, and just about to subconsciously let go of his hands.
But then I thought about it, without his weapons, wouldn't he be a lamb to be slaughtered?
In his desperation, he completely forgot the fact that this was just his own martial spirit.
In this moment of hesitation, the long sword on the hammer handle had already scratched his palm.
When Tang Hao felt the extremely severe pain stimulating his mind, he subconsciously raised his hand.
However, he discovered that the palm that was supposed to have five fingers only had four left.
The thumb used to secure the weapon had disappeared at some point.
There was only a smooth bone stubble left, and the surrounding fine capillaries were constantly gushing blood.
"what!!!"
"my hand!"
Tang Hao in the distance showed pain and raised his right hand tremblingly.
Looking at the hand that had no thumb and could not even lift the Clear Sky Hammer, his heart suddenly felt cold.
Even with a hammer in both hands, he couldn't defeat Qin Shiyuan. Now that he only had one hand left, what could he use to withstand Qin Shiyuan's terrifying offensive.
Before he could recover from the severe pain, Qin Shiyuan's figure disappeared into thin air again.
Then, like a ghost, it suddenly and quietly appeared from nowhere.
This time, eight sword lights burst out in unison, each heading straight for Tang Hao's vital points.
The remaining left hand quickly swung the Clear Sky Hammer, but it could only barely block two of them.
The remaining six sword marks were all slashed on his body without sparing any effort.
Six deep, bone-visible scars instantly appeared on Tang Hao's originally muscular body.
The most serious one was scratched straight from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and even the bones were turned out.
If Tang Hao hadn't taken a few steps back in time, this sword would have been enough to cut through his heart and kill him in a matter of seconds.
What made his heart stop even more was that it was only the Clear Sky Hammer that could withstand two sword rays.
At this time, because it could not withstand the fierce attack, dense cracks appeared on the hammer's body.
"How can it be so strong! Am I really going to die here today?"
Tang Hao looked at this scene in disbelief, holding back the severe pain in his body and gritting his teeth.
As he thought about it, a sadness suddenly rose in his heart.
Once upon a time, he was once a high-spirited young man and a young genius who was invincible in the world.
But now, he was about to die in the hands of an enemy not much older than his own son.
Moreover, he died so defenselessly...
Just when Tang Hao felt endless frustration and despair, an urgent cry came.
The sincerity of emotion contained in it was like a ray of dawn that completely illuminated the dark clouds that shrouded his heart.
"Father! Father!"
Tang San, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly started shouting with worry on his face.
"No! No! Your injury!!!"
At this time, Tang San seemed to be more anxious than anyone else, his voice was trembling, and he was almost crying.
When he saw Tang San looking so worried about him that he wanted to die.
Tang Hao suddenly felt relieved, as if he had figured out everything.
Immediately, he shifted his gaze to Tang San in the distance, his pupils filled with tenderness.
"Anyway, I suffered from hidden injuries. I didn't have a few years to live, so I'll die if I die."
"Xiaosan, the only thing that worries me now is you."
"No! No! Father, you must not die! What should I do if you die!"
After hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San's tone became more urgent, and there was even a hint of crying in his words.
Seeing this scene of a loving father and a filial son, Qin Shiyuan, who knew the secret, suddenly noticed something strange in Tang San's tone.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he was not in a hurry to continue taking action, but looked forward to it with interest.
"Good boy, listen to me."
Tang Hao seemed to have put life and death aside and no longer focused on fighting.
After hearing Tang San's words, the tenderness in his eyes became even more intense.
"Since your mother died, you are the only one who cares about me so much."
"Having you as a child who cares about me so much, even if I die now, I will be satisfied enough."
"Xiao San, as for you, I have actually arranged a way out for you..."
As he said that, a flash of determination suddenly flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
I saw him take back the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand and turn his palm into a sword.
Without any hesitation, he slashed towards his right shoulder.
"Father! No!"
Under Tang San's disbelieving gaze, Tang Hao actually chopped off his right arm at the root.
"no no!"
"Father! What are you doing!"
Tang San immediately exclaimed with eyes wide open, extremely puzzled by Tang Hao's self-harm behavior.
"Don't worry, mistress, you...listen to me..."
The severe pain made Tang Hao suddenly turn pale.
Because the soul bone left his body, the aura on his body instantly fell to the bottom.
But he still managed to brace himself up, his lips buzzed, and he sent a message to Tang San.
"Xiao San, there is actually a soul bone in this arm of mine."
"That is one of the three inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect. It just so happens that my hand is also disabled, so I will give it to you now."
As he said that, Tang Hao glanced at his left leg without leaving any trace, his expression a little tangled.
There, the Haotian Sect's second inherited soul bone is stored.
Just when he was thinking about whether to cut off this left leg again.
Suddenly he looked up and saw Qin Shiyuan who was smiling but not smiling. His heart trembled and he quickly gave up the idea.
At least now he could delay Qin Shiyuan for a moment or two. If he even lost his left leg, Tang San would never be able to escape from the clutches of the devil in front of him.
Thinking about it, he transmitted the message to Tang San again.
"Send this arm to the Haotian Sect and explain the situation to them. With big brother here, you may have a chance of being protected by the Haotian Sect."
"Now that the Haotian Sect has six elders with the title of Douluo, Qin Jianjiu would not dare to attack the mountain gate..."
Tang San didn't listen at all to what Tang Hao said.
When he heard that he still had six titled Douluo to protect him, his eyes suddenly lit up with unconcealable joy...