Chapter 199 I Punch a Titled Douluo

"..."

Mo Lang's words shocked everyone.

"Oh my God, what did he say just now? How dare he call the elders..."

The disciples of the Haotian Sect on the side stared at the young man in white clothes opposite the snow in stunned silence. However, they did not dare to say the words "thousand-year-old bastard", otherwise they would be in trouble if the elders heard them.

Mo Lang's words were like a slap in the face of the Haotian Sect elder.

Tang San's words just now had left them speechless, but Mo Lang's words directly revealed the scars they were least willing to admit.

Although the Haotian Sect is one of the top three sects and even has the reputation of being the first sect in the world, it is still not comparable to a behemoth like the Wuhun Palace.

However, if Haotian Sect tried its best, Wuhun Palace would definitely be severely damaged, but the older people get, the less they want to die.

That's why the five elders asked Tang Xiao to seal off the Haotian Sect, in the name of preserving a trace of blood for the Haotian Sect.

Originally, given their status, they did not dare to speak out about this matter openly, but now that the scars were uncovered and their ugly side was revealed, the faces of the five elders immediately turned the color of pig liver, and they were so gloomy. Water drips out.

"Tang Hao, is it possible that this is also your son?" The seventh elder looked at Mo Lang with a sinister look. If he hadn't been afraid of Tang Hao, he would have taught him a lesson.

"no."

Although Tang Hao wanted to say yes, he knew that once he nodded, even if Mo Lang didn't settle the score with him, his grandfather would definitely beat him up.

"No? Then who is this kid?" Seeing Tang Hao's denial, the seventh elder's expression became even colder.

"I'm just a good boy who can't stand you old bastards." Mo Lang couldn't stand these elders at all.

If you don't have the ability, you blame others. Although the incident was indeed caused by Tang Hao, if you have the ability, go to Wuhun Palace.

If they dare to go to Wuhun Palace, Mo Lang will never interfere in anything.

Life and death, destiny and wealth are in heaven.

Listening to Mo Lang once again insulting the five elders as a bunch of old bastards, Tang Xiao felt extremely happy.

It's just that the fifth elder is also a member of the Haotian Sect. How unpleasant would it be to hear such insults from an outsider?

It’s just that there’s no one else here, so I’d better curse a little more!

Hey hey hey.

"court death!"

Upon hearing that Mo Lang was not Tang Hao's son, but an outsider, the Seventh Elder immediately waved his hand and threw it at Mo Lang with a powerful force of soul power!

Tang Xiao looked at the fifth elder's seemingly random attack, but it actually contained hidden power. In his opinion, even the Soul Saint would be injured!

But how old is the boy in white in front of me?

He must not be over eighteen years old. How could an eighteen-year-old boy be a Soul Saint?

It's just that when he saw that his younger brother and nephew were indifferent, and even had the mentality of watching a good show, he was a little confused?

how?

Does this guy have a grudge against you for taking your wife?

But the next second he was stunned.

When the force roared with the strong wind and crashed into Mo Lang, the opponent didn't move at all, only blowing up a few hairs.

"That's right. A few more. I just feel a little hot. Fan me." Mo Lang smiled and looked at the seventh elder with approval.

Make a "more" request.

Listening to Mo Lang's words and looking at Mo Lang's unfinished expression, the Seventh Elder felt that the other party was humiliating him!

Have you worked so hard?

You are not satisfied yet!

What do you mean?

Am I getting old and no longer useful?

The seventh elder looked at the young man in white opposite him with a solemn expression.

Nan Nian has some self-doubt.

Not only was he suspicious, but the other elders and Tang Xiao who saw the seventh elder using dark energy looked at the young man in white in surprise.

What is the origin of the other party? !

But the soul-breaking Saint's blow was like a spring breeze in front of the opponent?

This is too unfathomable!

"Brother Hao, tell me honestly what kind of strength this boy has?" Tang Xiao on the side asked Tang Hao with his mental power.

"I don't know either. Anyway, as long as you don't provoke this kid, otherwise grandpa won't be able to save you." Tang Hao said with something in his words.

"..."

But Tang Xiao didn't seem to understand the meaning of Tang Chen's words.

I haven't seen my grandfather who is said to be invincible on the ground for decades.

Maybe it's gone long ago.

What's the use of him coming?

Who can be taken away?

"I think the elders of the Tang family only have this little strength. No wonder they hide here like cows and don't dare to go out. After all, with this little strength, there is only one way to die. It's better to die than to live. I think you are quite smart. Yes." Mo Lang smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

"Since you are sincerely seeking death, then show your soul ring, so as not to accuse me of bullying others."

Being so insulted by a young boy, the Seventh Elder had sinister eyes and a gloomy face that could shed tears. He wished he could tear this sharp-tongued boy into pieces to end his hatred.

"Haha, I'm teaching you a lesson, old man, I don't need to use my soul power yet." Mo Lang sneered: "A level 92 titled Douluo, don't brag, I'll punch you one by one."

As soon as Mo Lang said this, everyone looked at him as if he was an idiot.

Even Tang Xiao's mouth twitched.

Isn’t this fucking bragging?

Your awesomeness is almost blown away by you!

Then he looked at Tang Hao and Tang San who were standing aside, trying to persuade them to let Mo Lang stop pretending, but when he saw that these two people still looked like they were watching the show, he was stunned.

He became more and more convinced that this young man in white had a deep grudge against his younger brother and eldest nephew.

If this kid punches a Titled Douluo, I'll fucking eat the Clear Sky Hammer on the spot!

As a result, Tang Hao and Tang San looked at him in unison, making Tang Xiao feel very scared.

Can you also hear my narration? !

"Hahaha." The Seventh Elder looked at Mo Lang with an angry smile and said, "One punch gives you a title Douluo. This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life. I want to see how you punch a title Douluo. Luo!"

After saying that, two yellow, two purple, five black and nine bright soul rings appeared behind the seventh elder. The aura of his titled Douluo suddenly erupted. Suddenly, wind and rain surged, and many Haotian Sect disciples retreated one after another.

Titled Douluo is the highest level of strength in this continent. Now that they can see the Seventh Elder taking action, they are also looking forward to it. At the same time, they have three seconds of sympathy for the pretentious young man.

Why are you so handsome?

"Boy, as long as you can take my punch, I will admit that you are right. If you can't take my punch, you will die!" The seventh elder looked at Mo Lang and said.

It's just that he didn't summon the Clear Sky Hammer, because in his opinion, one punch with all his strength was enough to kill the kid in front of him. Using the Clear Sky Hammer would be an insult to himself!

"I advise you to use the Clear Sky Hammer and use your strongest blow, otherwise I'm afraid you will die if I punch you." The corners of Mo Lang's mouth rose, confident and public.