Sky War Soul

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them!    

They never would have thought that Tang Haoran, who was too far away, would choose to attack like this.    

Using a slingshot to shoot a stone at him, he really was a genius!    

Tang Yizhi's vision went black from the impact, he could not even breathe, his mind was a complete blank, even his thoughts had stopped, and he had no idea what was happening.    

But at this moment, Tang Haoran's powerful fist had already arrived.    

"Bam!"    

The fist heavily smashed into Tang Yizhi's chest, the huge force suddenly erupted, with a "Kacha" sound, Tang Yizhi screamed in pain, and fell on the side of the Dragon Battling Arena.    

Tang Haoran's eyes were bloodshot. He had been waiting for this moment for too many years.    

Ever since he was young, Tang Yizhi had always mocked and criticized his martial soul, making fun of him for his fun.    

At that time, since she was no match for him, she could only be humiliated by him. Every time she fought back, she would be beaten up. Over time, she developed a habit of not being confident in her martial soul.    

As time slowly passed, Tang Haoran trained with all her might, wanting to defeat Tang Yizhi one day.    

However, the attack power of Tang Yizhi's Sword of Radiance was just too strong. Coupled with the fact that he had comprehended Sword Intent earlier than at the age of twenty-three, it seemed completely impossible for him.    

During this time, Tang Haoran no longer wanted to stay in the Tang Dynasty anymore, so she followed her older sister Tang Zixian and left for the Tian Dao Sect.    

After returning to the Tian Dao Sect, he did not expect Tang Yizhi to become even more powerful.    

This time, Tang Haoran was the closest to victory.    

Even if he was going to risk his life, he had to hold the victory firmly in his hand!    

"Roar!"    

Tang Haoran roared, like a wild beast that had been suppressing itself for a long time, it suddenly released a ruthless killing intent. He did not give Tang Yizhi any chance, and crazily rushed forward.    

"Get up!"    

Tang Haoran smacked the ground with a single palm, the huge force of vibration actually caused Tang Yizhi's body to be thrown high into the air, and dust filled the air.    

His eyes were extremely sharp and he instantly grabbed hold of Tang Yizhi's ankle.    

The Dragon Whiskered Grass also extended out and tightly wrapped around Tang Yizhi's ankles.    

"What is he doing?"    

"This is just a completely random street fight!"    

Many of the audience saw this scene and frowned, not understanding what Tang Haoran was trying to do.    

It was only now that Tang Yizhi started to wake up a little. He shook his head, and abruptly opened his eyes.    

When he saw Tang Haoran lift him up, he panicked: "You, what do you want to do?"    

"You should know what I want to do better than anyone, right?"    

Tang Haoran's handsome and gentle face had a wicked smile on it, like a suddenly transformed wild beast. Even her nose was breathing heavily.    

"Swish!"    

Tang Haoran's arm suddenly exerted force, and violently smashed Tang Yizhi's body onto the ground.    

"Boom!"    

The Dragon-Battling Arena shook violently, and Tang Yizhi smashed into the ground with his head bleeding. At least a few bones in his body were broken as well.    

"Hiss!"    

As Tang Yizhi's body fell to the ground heavily, countless people in the audience gasped. Some of the women did not even dare to look at what happened next, and raised their hands to block their eyes.    

Vicious, too vicious!    

He had completely vented all of his power and anger.    

Cracks immediately appeared on the hard ground and spread in all directions.    

"Not enough."    

Tang Haoran roared unclearly, she then used the force from her waist and threw Tang Yizhi's body to the side.    

"Boom!"    

"Crack!"    

Half of Tang Yizhi's face was covered in blood and his eye sockets had been smashed. His entire face looked extremely horrifying, as if he was a ghost.    

He opened his mouth and spat out blood. His entire body trembled and even his voice became weak. "You, you actually want to kill me?!"    

"Kill you, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"    

Tang Haoran shouted out these words without any hesitation. Her voice spread out in all directions.    

The entire Dragon-Battling Arena audience had heard everything clearly.    

"I've wanted to kill you ever since you humiliated me everyday! It's just that this day has been going on for too long! "    

Tang Haoran seemed to have treated Tang Yizhi as a sack as she continued to throw him back and forth.    

Emperor of the Tang watched this scene expressionlessly, but it was unknown just what he was thinking.    

Tang Haoran and Tang Yizhi were both his grandchildren. In terms of future prospects, he definitely had a better impression of Tang Yizhi.    

Tang Yizhi was a young swordsman, as long as he was willing to cultivate, the title of Nine Saint would never escape him.    

But Tang Haoran's sister was Tang Zixian and she was also brothers with Chu Yun, so it was really not a good choice.    

Not far from Emperor of the Tang stood a middle-aged man. When he heard Tang Haoran's words, his expression instantly turned ugly.    

He was naturally Tang Haoran, Tang Zixian's third uncle, Tang Zou.    

Tang Yizhi and Tang Yaozhi were both his sons, so seeing Tang Yizhi being pressed down on the ground and rubbing against each other with his own eyes made his heart feel terrible.    

If not for the rules, he would have already acted.    

Every time he smashed Tang Yizhi to the ground, Tang Haoran would heavily roar, as if venting the anger in his heart.    

When those spectators saw the scene in front of them and heard Tang Haoran's roar, they couldn't help but feel their blood boil.    

After dozens of consecutive blows, Tang Yizhi was already on the verge of death. His entire body was covered with wounds, his bones and tendons were broken, and his entire face was a mess of blood and flesh.    

Tang Haoran lowered her head to catch her breath. After the instantaneous explosion, there was a lack of energy. After all, he was not a body refiner so she did not specialize in the physical body and soul.    

"Come."    

Tang Yizhi's lips lightly moved, his voice was very soft and weak.    

From afar, Tang Haoran saw the sword made of light suddenly attack towards her back.    

Although Tang Yizhi was severely injured and his eyes were blurred, he still more or less had a bit of consciousness and was able to continue using his Qi to control the sword.    

"The sword! The sword moved!"    

"He can even control a Martial Spirit!"    

"I thought the battle was over, I didn't expect …"    

Tang Haoran didn't look back, but he could feel the light behind him.    

That kind of feeling, which was akin to having one's back pierced through by a blade, was extremely difficult to bear.    

He could not turn his head because even if he did turn his head, he would still not be able to stop Tang Yizhi's Qi from controlling the sword.    

If he were to condense his spiritual force now, it would already be too late!    

"Hahahahaha, you're finished!" Damn you, you piece of trash, do you think that you can win against me just because you took advantage of me, I will kill you on the Dragon-Battling Arena! "    

Tang Yizhi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes filled with a berserk killing intent.    

Although he was almost unconscious, he did not want to admit defeat, nor would he admit defeat.    

He wanted to use his Qi to control the sword and kill Tang Haoran!    

Tang Haoran looked at the crazy Tang Yizhi, she knew that it was time for him to make his choice.    

"Dragon Tooth Grass. I am truly sorry for calling you trash martial spirit for more than twenty years. At this point, I hope that you can be of some help. "    

Tang Haoran closed her eyes as the Dragon Tooth Grass in her palm crazily increased in size. It formed a natural barrier behind him, blocking the trajectory of the sword.    

As for him, he suddenly extended his hand and grabbed Tang Yizhi's neck.    

"Ugh …"    

Tang Yizhi's pupils angrily widened, as if he did not expect that Tang Haoran would rather risk his life and end his injuries to make a move against him.    

She felt that she had underestimated his determination.    

"Die! Die! Die!"    

Tang Haoran angrily roared, her palms suddenly exploded with power.    

"Giggle."    

Tang Yizhi let out a unconscious sound from his throat, and his eyes seemed to nearly pop out. Both of his hands firmly grabbed onto Tang Haoran's wrist, and his eyes were filled with fear, as if he was saying: Are you crazy? Would you rather die than die with me?    

"Puchi!"    

The [Green Light Cold Sword] easily pierced through the protective screen of the Dragon Tooth Grass. With a lightning speed, it pierced through Tang Haoran's back.    

A sword tip covered in blood came out from his chest, but Tang Haoran didn't even have the interest to look at it.    

He was really going all out!    

"Damn it! Father, Tang Haoran has gone mad! This little beast is crazy! "    

There were several times when Tang Zong couldn't help but want to rush out, but in the end, her rationality overcame her impulsiveness. He flew into a rage and her eyes were filled with a fury that couldn't be dissipated.    

Several people around him were also trying to persuade him, "Lord Emperor of the Tang, Haoran was indeed too rash."    

"Although Yi Zhi didn't call out 'surrender', this battle should have ended long ago."    

"That's right, it's still too late to stop them. Otherwise, we'll lose the two talented young masters."    

Emperor of the Tang looked at this entire scene coldly, not moving in the slightest.    

Seeing that their attempts to persuade him were in vain, they no longer dared to say a single word.    

Behind Emperor of the Tang, when a beautiful woman saw this scene, she coldly spoke: "If second brother is still here, who would dare treat his son like that?"    

When these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.    

If that person was really still here, let alone Tang Yizhi, even a genius like Tang Yaozhi would not dare to fart in front of Tang Haoran.    

Because he was so, so unique.    

Back then, the TaiGan Continent's Divine Abilities had evaluated him like this: As long as Tang Shanhe was here, just based on her shadow, he could protect the Tang's glory for a thousand years!    

It could be imagined what sort of existence he was.    

Everyone looked at each other. No one knew what to say.    

"Little sister, second brother is long gone."    

A man wearing the same pants as Tang Zong said in a weird tone, "Second Brother is indeed the most amazing person in history, but he can't always live in the past. Everyone has to keep looking forward!"    

"Hehe, don't be too proud too early. I will find out everything about second brother sooner or later."    

The girl could not bear to see Tang Haoran and turned around to leave.    

The man's expression became somewhat ugly and he couldn't help but say: "Father, in my opinion, little sister is already like a demon. She thinks about things that don't exist all day."    

Emperor of the Tang glanced at the man with unspeakable meaning.