Chapter 459: 460. The Italian Cannon Reappears

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The contest between the world's top powerhouses is so fast that the onlookers can't see it.

The life-and-death struggle in a short period of time seemed as long as a century.

The smoke was everywhere, the earth and rocks collapsed, and from a deep pit, spider legs like steel and iron bones protruded. Those leg spines like spear points casually pierced the ground, making holes the size of fists in the ground.

The eight spider legs supported the upper body vigorously and stood up. The clothes on Pope Bibi Dong's body looked a little messy, and there were holes in many places. If it wasn't for the protective layer of scales on the surface of the skin, otherwise the light of the righteous way must have leaked out. Limited scene!

A cascade of long hair was messily scattered on the fragrant shoulders, Pope Bibi Dong secretly gritted his teeth and stared at Tang Hao who was walking not far away.

Actually, Pope Bibi Dong's strength is not weak.

It's just that it's not weak, at the same level, if you encounter a soul master who restrains your own martial spirit, it will be quite uncomfortable.

Just like in the League of Legends, if a mage hero like the Spider Queen encounters a barbarian king, it will be fine if he can fight attrition under the tower, but if he fights alone, especially in close combat, the Spider Queen will easily fall into a disadvantage.

Of course, this is not to say that Pope Bibi Dong can't beat Tang Hao, but that her spirit type is not as good as the Clear Sky Hammer in short-term explosive power, but Tang Hao is not as good as Pope Bibi Dong in terms of sustainable damage.

However, a layer of faint purple light centered on Pope Bibi Dong and covered within a radius of 500 meters. In this layer of death spider emperor's talent domain, Pope Bibi Dong's own attributes have been greatly increased, reaching 100%. At the level of 20, the enemy's overall attributes are reduced by 20%.

At the same time, in the field, the poison of the Death Spider Emperor is everywhere. The super corrosion and toxicity will continuously reduce the opponent's speed and destroy the opponent's body functions.

At this moment, Tang Hao's waxy face was covered with a layer of purple blue, his breathing was short and short, his chest heaved up and down abnormally, and between the dragon's and tiger's steps, there was an abnormal stiffness looming, obviously he was not as strong as he appeared. It has obviously encountered poison into the body, and is suffering from the poison of the Death Spider Emperor.

In addition, one point that cannot be ignored is that Tang Hao's hand holding Haotian's real body is not as steady as before, showing imperceptible tremors.

The Haotian Hammer is strong even if it is strong, its explosive power is extremely strong, and its destructive power can be called a weapon and martial soul.

However, too rigid is easy to break, while the Clear Sky Hammer brings powerful lethality, it also consumes an astonishing amount of soul masters.

In the original book, Tang San found it difficult to even hold the Clear Sky Hammer at first, and at the beginning, he only used Cheng Yaojin's three axes. After the three blows, he withered immediately, and his whole body and soul were drained by the Clear Sky Hammer. As you can imagine.

Tang Hao was able to use Haotian's real body and last for such a long time, it was because of his cowhide!

But persisting until now has consumed Tang Hao a lot. If he hadn't been supported by the mentality of revenge against Pope Bibi Dong in his heart, he might have been discouraged long ago.

When a soul master reaches the realm of Titled Douluo, generally speaking, it is easy to tell the winner, but it is still more difficult to tell the difference between life and death.

After all, all the beings who can become Titled Douluo are the pride of heaven, and who doesn't have a few cards in their hands?

Especially for top existences like Tang Hao and Pope Bibi Dong, it is even more difficult to decide whether to win or lose in a short period of time. Once caught in a protracted battle, Tang Hao will definitely not be able to bear it.

After all, these days, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed fields!

For such a situation, Yang Ming certainly couldn't sit idly by.

At this moment, Prince Xue Xing was still holding back his opponent, Sister Bao'er fought inextricably with Ghost Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Ghost Douluo, the three titled Douluo, and the remaining Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, was struggling to stay nearby. Move around to delay the support of Wuhundian's manpower.

Even Poison Douluo, who claims to have full-map AOE capabilities against low-level soul masters, is already in a situation of running out of ammunition and food at this moment in the face of endless reinforcements from the Spirit Hall. The ten-meter-long snake's body was covered with criss-crossing scars.

If it wasn't for the fact that his poison was extremely strong, even the blood that flowed out was highly poisonous, and Ning Fengzhi would add a buff to him from time to time, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin would come to support him from time to time, even if they didn't dare On the surface, he offended Wuhundian, but this kind of trickery in the dark was also a shot in the arm that allowed Dugu Bo to survive until now.

However, if it drags on for a long time, Yang Ming's party will definitely be finished.

No matter how you say it, this is Wuhun City, the foundation of Wuhun City!

Yang Ming put away the eight-door armor, and the fatigue of opening the seven doors suddenly became apparent. A sense of fatigue emerged from the veins of the limbs, and a drowsy thought lingered in his mind. Not a single finger is owed.

Yang Ming bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain drove away the exhaustion in his body. Yang Ming pulled himself together, and the space behind him was like a stone falling into a calm lake, with golden ripples rippling in circles. Inside poked out the tip of the iceberg.

This is a thick and black iron pipe. Just seeing it can remind people of...

The ferocious gun barrel squeezed out of the king's treasure space with difficulty, followed by a steel monster whose whole body was made of steel plates. The huge tank body, even the thicker version of the track, seemed to be unable to withstand several times. With a weight of a hundred tons, a deep tire mark was crushed on the ground.

"What the hell is this...?"

Ghost Douluo Guimei was knocked out again and again by Sister Baoer's palm thunder, and he just got up from the ground and took a look at Yang Ming's side, after all, Ju Douluo is his good friend brother However, he has always held a grudge against Yang Ming, so he has been secretly advancing the battlefield step by step to a location less than 600 meters away from Yang Ming, preparing to give Yang Ming a cold blow as soon as he finds an opportunity.

He just glanced at Yang Ming habitually, but Ghost Douluo Guimei suddenly discovered that the other party made a big guy out of nowhere.

This thing is tall and big, like a small steel fortress.

Just seeing it for the first time gave Ghost Douluo Guimei a feeling of scalp tingling.

Afterwards, Ghost Douluo Guimei saw that Yang Ming lifted the hood of the car from the top of this strange steel monster, and got inside.

Not long after, the thick black gun barrel was aimed at him for the first time.

No, to be precise, it aimed at the subordinate of the Wuhun Palace hundreds of meters behind Ghost Douluo Guimei, who was trying to break through the poisonous barrier set by Poison Douluo Dugubo.

"What does he want to do???"